Do the Internet into my heart
Sarah, twenty-one year old on the internet. I live in Washington state, and am finishing up my degree. I love snail mail, scrap booking, and wasting time. I spend an unhealthy amount of time taking pictures of my adopted cat, Alfredo.
This blog is my personal thoughts, photos, and dreams, as well as a shit ton of HP reblogs.
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I’ve got a massive term paper due tomorrow so of course that’s the time I check into my tumblr for the first time in months. It’s been a crazy week for me. I got offered a full time position at a local country club (with course privileges included!), but had to turn it down because of my obligation to Chopsticks. Yesterday Hoe, my boss, called me into work early to sit me down and tell me that his mother was ill and he was flying back to Korea on Saturday to be with her. He’s closing the his doors permanently.
I cried for a long time over that. Not because I’d lost my job, but because Hoe had become such a special part of my daily life. He was more than a boss, he was a good friend and a mentor as well (Saruh - youh ah numbah one studahnt!). It’s selfish to want him to stay when I know how badly he’s missed his home country. I’m happy he’s going to be happy starting fresh in his homeland. On my way out the doors for the last time, I nicked a little Korean jar that we held toothpicks in. It’s now in my bathroom holding my rings as a daily reminder of my friend.
Today I signed Johnny and I up for at a local gym, which put me in a much better mood. I took a Yoga class tonight and am totally relaxed (and not at all in the mood for homework).
At least I lucked out with the country club. The offer was still on the table, so I’ve got a full summer of work ahead of me, which will hopefully mean I don’t have to work through the next school year if I save up enough.
Tomorrow I turn in my paper, meet my professor for drinks in the uni bar, then have the day for myself.
Johnny says he wants to work out Friday, and then Saturday we’re celebrating my birthday in Seattle by getting our picture taken on the Iron Throne. He want’s me at his feet gazing up at him in admiration, and I want him on hands and knees as an ottoman. I’m sure we’ll find a compromise in there somewhere.
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Post reblogged from Divide that by nine please!
i fell in love with him like ketchup falls out of a bottle: slowly, and then all at once.
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Photoset reblogged from LEAVES IN THE RIVER
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Photoset reblogged from LEAVES IN THE RIVER
You know you did great when they don’t need you anymore…
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Photo reblogged from LEAVES IN THE RIVER
andthroughthemosstheivycreeps:
hey guys
that is carved
from MARBLE
THAT IS A ROCK
WAT
I have no idea how the artist manages to make it looks like not just cloth, but TRANSPARENT cloth. Amazing.
Hey Guys this is a sculpture of a Vestal Virgin, carved during the roman empire. its my favorite and is pretty fucking awesome.
Blown away
I had the same reaction when I saw this motherfucker in the Louvre
I walked around that hunk of orgasm rock for a good ten minutes trying to figure out HOW.
b-but that’s not how rocks work???!!?
FUCKING BERNINI THO
FUCKING
BERNINI
(Source: efedra)
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Photoset reblogged from The Life and Lies of Albus Tumbl-dore
This is Reginald the Kitten and he is not happy about his bath time.
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Photoset reblogged from The Life and Lies of Albus Tumbl-dore
The four sweethearts at the end of that Jimmy Kimmel segment I Told My Kids I Ate All Their Halloween Candy.
(Source: booasaur)
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Photo reblogged from The Life and Lies of Albus Tumbl-dore
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My trick is owning every pair of Spider-Man socks that Target sells in the dollar bins so that even if they don’t exactly match, both socks are still Spider-Man (or sometimes Batman).
Paisley^ is just too cool to be matching socks.
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Photoset reblogged from The Life and Lies of Albus Tumbl-dore
