January 2012
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When you get into a tight place and everything goes against you until it seems...
– Harriet Beecher Stowe (via misswallflower)
Grieving
So, it’s Christmas Break, and my family moved last summer. Even though I am a junior, this was the first time I have had to pack up and leave my college town to go home - my house used to be about 7 minutes away from my dorm (such is the life of a UM preacher’s kid). And I knew I would forget something. I just knew it. I wrote down many checklists before compiling them all onto my...
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Well, I did warn you about the explosion. But...
http://albert-kahn.hauts-de-seine.net/ http://www.albertkahn.co.uk/index.html
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Prepare Yourselves for Oodles of Albert Kahn...
“In 1909 the millionaire French banker and philanthropist Albert Kahn embarked on an ambitious project to create a colour photographic record of, and for, the peoples of the world. As an idealist and an internationalist, Kahn believed that he could use the new autochrome process, the world’s first user-friendly, true-colour photographic system, to promote cross-cultural peace and...
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Acoustic Show Prep via text
Me: Can we get ahold of a looper?
Me: Or two?
William: Let me check into that. I don't think I know anyone who has one... What do we need one for?
Me: Looping
family member: so what are your plans
me: sleep and eat
family member: i meant for tomorr-
me: sleep and eat
family member: and for the futu-
me: sleep
family member: when you grow u-
me: eat
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Goals
Me: Daniel! I figured out what I want from life today!
Boyfriend: Oh? What's that?
Me: An Australian Shepherd named Katie.
Boyfriend: Sarah, I feel like you can do better than that.
Me: Nope, not really.
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Uh... this is the last Calvin and Hobbes comic...
misharoux:
You can even buy it.
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I've just invented a little something I like to...
In includes every leftover I could find in the fridge that looked remotely close to Mexican food, the crumbles of some green and red Christmas tortilla chips, and a big heaping serving of procrastination. Tastes like success! Or poverty. Still trying to decide…