I’m in need of an Espresso date. I feel wiped out, literally and metaphorically. I can’t wait for next weekend. I’m finally going back to Urbana and it might just be perfect timing. Plus, no one makes a chai like Espresso. And I still have a punch card.

I’m in need of an Espresso date. I feel wiped out, literally and metaphorically. I can’t wait for next weekend. I’m finally going back to Urbana and it might just be perfect timing. Plus, no one makes a chai like Espresso. And I still have a punch card.

Maybe I’ll climb this someday, too…

Maybe I’ll climb this someday, too…

travelhighlights:

crookedindifference:

One Sunday morning … I waded into the Mediterranean and looked into it through Fernez goggles…. I was astonished by what I saw in the shallow shingle at Le Mourillon, rocks covered with green, brown and silver forests of algae and fishes unknown to me, swimming in crystalline water. 
Sometimes we are lucky enough to know that our lives have been changed, to discard the old, embrace the new, and run headlong down an immutable course. It happened to me at Mourillon on that summer’s day, when my eyes were opened to the sea.
- Jacques-Yves Cousteau


I would like to find my immutable course. If I could meet it head-on someday soon, I’d appreciate it.

travelhighlights:

crookedindifference:

One Sunday morning … I waded into the Mediterranean and looked into it through Fernez goggles…. I was astonished by what I saw in the shallow shingle at Le Mourillon, rocks covered with green, brown and silver forests of algae and fishes unknown to me, swimming in crystalline water.

Sometimes we are lucky enough to know that our lives have been changed, to discard the old, embrace the new, and run headlong down an immutable course. It happened to me at Mourillon on that summer’s day, when my eyes were opened to the sea.

Jacques-Yves Cousteau

I would like to find my immutable course. If I could meet it head-on someday soon, I’d appreciate it.

travelhighlights:

Glacier National Park by Brett Cohen
Montana, USA
Via jackyso:passesover:constantflux
Crankypants McGee

That is the new name I give to a certain server at work. She thinks I’m an idiot and expresses this opinion with her delightfully sarcasm slathered tone. She’s quite the passive-aggressive one.

Methinks I might dislike her a bit…

Almost as much as monseiur district manager who totally does not know my name. Well, maybe he does. He’s just never once used it.

Also, someone stole the soap from the bathroom?
And one of my candles at the host stand, candleholder and all…
My response: Um, why? Are you really that desperate for soap and ambiance?

On the bright side a certain email from girl and another from a favorite Urbana-ite made my day.

Sad

(via seanjeffery)

Turns out people are stupid. Go figure.

:(

DREAM BIG!

Despite getting rejected for every menial fulltime job I can find, I applied at HarperCollins Publishers today. They had an ad for an editorial assistant position I sincerely think I sound qualified for.

It’s unlikely I’ll get it since they’re such a big deal, but hey.

I applied…

Dialogue from YSKOV
  • Will: "You will call me Ronin," I said. I’d probably never driven this fast. The speedometer said 130kph.
  • Hand: “I will not call you Ronin.”
  • Will: “I drive like Ronin, you call me Ronin.”
  • Hand: “I can’t have you doing that anymore.”
  • Will: “You kind of—”
  • Hand: “Will. Stop.”
  • Will: “You kind of rev the first R, like rrrrrrRonin.”
Finished.

I’m finally done with You Shall Know Our Velocity. It makes me wish that I could write well and also do everything there is do ever in the world.

"At that moment I was sure. That I belonged in my skin. That my organs were mine and my eyes were mine and my ears, which could only hear the silence of this night and my faint breathing, were mine, and I loved them and what they could do. …But I was getting tired. We needed to get out of the water before we mistook it for a bed. I was sure that was how people drowned; not with a fight, not with thrashing but with thoughts of rest."
— Dave Eggers; You Shall Know Our Velocity

A delightful McSweeney’s bit about decorative gourds and the joys of fall.

Fucking. Hilarious.

travelhighlights:

Hiking in the Woods by Missy Prince
Portland, Oregon, USA
Via thewaythingsgo:teaandconundrum

travelhighlights:

Hiking in the Woods by Missy Prince

Portland, Oregon, USA

Via thewaythingsgo:teaandconundrum

College humor, you slay the nerdy Sim-playing nerd inside me…

travelhighlights:

Neuschwanstein Castle
A photo from the US Library of Congress collection
Bavaria, Germany
Via eloise-:clickmyfresh

This is one of the reasons why I wish I’d had an extra day in Munich. This castle is the inspiration for Cinderella’s castle at Disney. My sister (who was in Munich with me) and I would’ve loved that shit. Especially since she was obsessed with Cinderella as a kid.

travelhighlights:

Neuschwanstein Castle

A photo from the US Library of Congress collection

Bavaria, Germany

Via eloise-:clickmyfresh

This is one of the reasons why I wish I’d had an extra day in Munich. This castle is the inspiration for Cinderella’s castle at Disney. My sister (who was in Munich with me) and I would’ve loved that shit. Especially since she was obsessed with Cinderella as a kid.

Tonight's Cooking Adventure and Other News

  • It looks like I’ll be attempting to cook a marinated turkey tenderloin with my own homemade cranberry chutney. I think it’ll go alright despite the fact that I had to look up the definition of “chutney” because I have never effing heard of it.
  • I love my dino costume and I love wearing sweatpants.
  • I want to host a game night ASAP. Game night at Miss Caitlin’s and Miss Maria’s is surely one of the things I’m missing most about Urbana right now. I could surely go for a good game of Pit or Apples to Apples right about now…
  • Finished I Am Legend a few days ago. One of the all-time best last sentences in a book ever. In fact, perhaps one of the best last paragraphs, too. Now to finish YSKOV which I’ve been putting off because I haven’t wanted it to be over yet.
  • I’m going to make a pie soon. A fruit pie. I have never made fruit pie before.
  • I found the winter boots of my dreams. They are $155. And out of stock. And backordered. I haven’t decided to purchase yet because that is a LOT of money. But these are no namby-pamby boots. They are the only fashionable water-proof, faux fur-lined, skid resistant snow boots I’ve found. I am SICK of cold, wet feet all winter. For once I am going to get REAL winter boots and I am going to wear the shit out of them. …As soon as I have any money.
  • I have epic roadtrip dreams.
  • I haven’t worn my contacts in days because I’m afraid that some jalapeno juice from my unfortunate eye incident might still be lingering

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