Rhett and Link are making me really nostalgic about my best friendship with Kat.
We hung out every day in high school, visited each other during college…
It’s been a year since I last saw her and I miss her.
:(
A lot of times - and I mean a LOT of times - I feel like I am one half of a comedy duo. But, alone, I’m nowhere near as good.
Tumblr is missing an e.
So is Flickr.
Huh.
“Make yourself thiiiin…give yourself aaaabbbs…”
Ob. sessed. But they make me so, so happy.
In other news, an aphid just practically scared the pants off me. “AHH, a walking leaf!”
I’m addicted to Rhett And Link.
That should be your reaction.
I am going to learn this song on the ukulele.
And lo, it will be epic.
Now that I know how to pronounce Fuquay Varina, I can’t stop saying it. XD
I called my parents’ kitten “Fuquay Varina” and didn’t even mean to. It just slipped out…
Her name is Lizzie.
I’m like a kid who’s learned a new word. And kind of am.
FUQUAY VARINA.
{It’s pronounced “foo-kway vah-ree-nah”, by the way.}
I want to go to there.
I think one of the downsides of being able to track packages online is that, when I know a package has arrived at the post office yet it’s not delivered that day, I get really, really impatient. Antsyly so. Perhaps it’s better to not know and be surprised. :-\
I saw Inception last night and proceeded to have dreams about it. Leo DiCaprio wasn’t in it. None of the characters were, dammit, but it had the same general concept in it. I was a dream architect. And I dreamt a really imaginative world, with talking animals and clouds we could bounce on (like in Super Mario Bros.).
Good times.
I highly recommend that film. :D
So, now we have 4 cats, a frog, a chinchilla and a beta fish.
Sigh.
John Entwistle
(probably one of my favorite quotes, because of its utter ridiculousness)
I should be filming myself while watching the Rhett And Link playlist of 37 of their best music videos. I’ve got laughter tears all over my face and I just almost laughed my laptop off my lap.
Sar: He just tweeted this picture: http://dailybooth.com/linklamont/6328692
Tara: lol. so he’s pretty much 100% your type.
Sar: YEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS
Tara: lol god, i’ve missed you two.
Sar: Adorable? Check. Big blue eyes? Check. Black/dark hair? Check. Glasses/Nerdiness? Check. Making puns all the time? Check. Comedy musician? Check. Weirdo with a beardo sometimes? Check.
Amber: wears suits made from bread? check
Tara: everybody knows her dreams are made of men coated in bread.
Can’t…stop…listening…to Rhett…and Link.
I’m like a child. “Again! Again!”
You know you’ve settled into the mode of going to work during the week when you start to dread going to bed.
Not that I dread the work. I just. Staying up is my friend.
I has frustrate.
I just spent an absurd number of hours making icons and a banner for a Link Neal role-playing character. I’m not playing HIM. Just a character that looks like him.
http://pfine.insanejournal.com/
But still. Nerd.
So I know she forgives me, just as I forgive her. Thomas Edison’s last words were: “It’s very beautiful over there.” I don’t know where there is, but I believe it’s somewhere, and I hope it’s beautiful.
- John Green, Looking For Alaska
Song © Hank Green and Liane Graham
Agnes - “The Unicorn Song”
I just saw Despicable Me today and it was everything I thought it would be — unbelievably cute.
Can we all just agree that this is my new theme song?
Word. I would’ve adopted her and her sisters in a heart beat.
And a couple of minions. Especially tiny Jerry (oh my god so cute).
SEE THIS MOVIE, friends!
Penguin loves me. Her new thing is to climb across my chest, rubbing against my face (and sometimes my headphones) while purring and stomping. She makes it hard for me to do anything besides pet her and make little coo noises.
Damn her.
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Thank you for being awesome and so supportive. It means a lot. :)
I adore the message of this song.
What if you were not just for show?
What if you were not good to go?
What if you were simply not so
Beautiful?
What if you were not thin and tall?
What if you were done with it all?
What if you were not baby-doll
Beautiful?
(Beautiful)
Isn’t she?
(Beautiful)
Paid to be
(Beautiful)
When I see
(Beautiful)
Shame on me
Hoping that it’s deeper than skin
Open to the beauty within
Scoping out the room’s not a sin
Beautiful
Beautiful
And not much else
Not much else going on
No matter ‘cause no one’s as
(Beautiful)
Every time she walks in the room their heads all turn to find her.
(Beautiful)
Everything she says I simply say I never mind.
(Beautiful)
Everyone she sees seems to ignore the whole experience.
(Beautiful)
Every time she sees me checking her appearance.
What if one day I wake up blind?
Would I go on losing my mind?
Groping in the dark just to find
Beautiful
Beauty disappears
Boredom perserveres
(Beautiful)
Isn’t she?
(Beautiful)
Paid to be
(Beautiful)
When I see
(Beautiful)
Shame on me
(Beautiful) Isn’t she?
Every time she walks in the room their heads all turn to find her
(Beautiful) Paid to be
Everything she says I simply say I never mind.
(Beautiful) When I see
Everyone she sees seems to ignore the whole experience.
(Beautiful)
Shame on me
Aside from Jemaine, I also like Bret. He’s also one funny Conchord. Besides if he isn’t in Flight of the Conchords the band will never be this awesome :)
Thanks to Fuck Yeah Flight of the Conchords for the photo
I just went “Ahphht. Duh!”
I will live my life as a lobsterman’s wife on an island in the blue bay
He will take care of me, he will smell like the sea,
And close to my heart he’ll always stay
I will bear three girls all with strawberry curls, little Ella and
Nelly and Faye
While I’m combing their hair, I will catch his warm stare
On our island in the blue bay
Far away far away, I want to go far away
To a new life on a new shore line
Where the water is blue and the people are new
To another island, in another life
There’s a boy next to me and he never will be anything but a boy at the bar
And I think he’s the tops, he’s where everything stops
How I love to love him from afar
When he walks right pass me then I finally see on this bar stool I can’t stay
So I’m taking my frown to a far distant town
On an island in the blue bay.
Far away far away, I want to go far away
To a new life on a new shore line
Where the water is blue and the people are new
To another island, in another life
I want to go far away
Away away, I want to go far away, away, away
I want to go far away, far away
Where the water is blue and the people are new
To another life, to another life
To another shoreline, in another life
© Ingrid Michaelson
I’m starting to feel a nap coming on.
