“Coming up next: our reporter spends some intimate time with the flirty, charming, and all-around good looking Robert Pattinson. You will literally die.”
Literally? Really?
If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s people who misuse the word “literally.” Shame on you, MTV. And shame on you, Risa, for watching this drivel.
But I am thoroughly enjoying it.
This is my nook at work.
I have been sitting here for two hours, listening to Dead Man’s Bones, making funny faces at my computer screen, and getting legitimately spooked by the darkening sky up here at the Ridges.
Beats being bored, I guess.
Hey, exam week.
I’ve been diggin’ the gorgeous weather we’ve been experiencing. Really, I have. But it has taken a toll on my work ethic, and something needed to change. Bring on the rain; I have some reading to do.
Get It On My Mind by DJ Zebra
Where Is My Mind by Pixies + Let’s Get It On by Marvin Gaye
(via lorenrochelle)Somehow this did more than just not ruin two great songs, but it almost made them both better. Just one man’s opinion, of course. Listen for yourself. —indieandyy
WIN.
The fact that something like this exists reaffirms my faith in humanity.
Jane Mitchell
(who else?)
In honor of the recent season finale.
“In Greek, ‘nostalgia’ literally means ‘the pain from an old wound.’”
Take me back to the place I ache to go again. This quarter’s getting old. Home is hollerin’ for me.
