Month: April 2012
the f-ing chase.
“well,” said pooh, “what i like best—” and then he had to stop and think. because although eating honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn’t know what it was called. – a. a. milne
five furry things.
the s is for sucks.
five k.
stuff we all get.
what to wear where.
aaron burrgers.
they also know:
“it’s showtime, folks!”
how to define the superhero
dr. seuss was a great rapper
i’m most definitely a WASP
spring today.
middle school drama.
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stanley clark school:
it was (literally) a mansion
and we were assigned
native american tribes
for highly competitive
potato sack races.
amy’s list.
1...i’ve never had serious problems with allergies before, but, oh my god, this year is turning out to be a really gross exception to that rule. spring 2012 is the booger apocalypse. hide yo kids, hide yo wife.
2...it’s really strange not having an office to small talk the weather with so if anyone would like to facetime and discuss today’s 10 day or hourly, i’d most definitely be down. we can also determine whether or not you had a nice weekend and if you’re doing anything exciting this summer. coolthxbye.
3...that spray paint looks like jelly fish / this pizza tastes like trash / them pandas don’t get old.
4...building siblings from left to right – – – > their eldest who shoplifted from cvs that one time, their middle weirdo who joined the army and has a pet snake, their youngest ivy wonder asset manager.
5...something in my routine feels slightly broken so i’ve been working on a grand plan to fix it.
wasted rita says.
fact.
don’t think.
cortada bombón.
princess fly’d.
caption this dude.
tumblrs to tomorrow.
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orientation:
“just get him to tomorrow.”
i lasted one year.
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survival kit:
texts from hillary
animals talking in all caps
what should we call me
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chasing maybe’s.
me & my terrible poker face.
amy’s list.
1...woah woah woah – – – > grace church has been doing graceful churchy things on broadway between 10th and 11th since 1846 (166 years!) and they’re getting a new organ tooOooOOOOooO.
2...i mean, i hear you. i’m just not sure if this city really needs another schoolbus full of wheatgrass.
3...yes, the wi-fi at ‘snice is sick sad superslow, but their apple bran muffin is perfectly bland (i love it).
4...it took me a really long time to warm up to the hipster windchill at blue bottle coffee, but lord knows i’m a sucker for absurd, abundant natural light. a giant window garage front door? ugh. i die everytime.
5...last week i didn’t know a damn thing until i saw spring had sprung in the middle of st marks.
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