Oh For Fuck's Sake!

Continue Reading .

 

This post was reblogged from Think Progress.

 

Let’s be honest, as delicious as they are, bagels are really just cream cheese delivery mechanisms.

 
Personally, I really loved the finale. I think it’s incredibly admirable how Agent Maria Hill is so dedicated to her job that she’s willing to put up with being constantly creeped on by a guy who will not accept that this relationship is never happening even after nearly two decades, all to keep an eye on the reformed Willow Rosenburg and that shifty Dr. Horrible fellow. It was a shame how her junior agent couldn’t take it anymore and had to fake her own death so she could be reassigned, but can you blame her for getting out of that hot mess as soon as possible?

madcapjest on the How I Met Your Mother finale (via nanceoir)

i think someone just resolved the himym finale

(via wolfsanatomy)

This post was reblogged from The Apathy and the Apoplexy.

 
 
vomitingthoughtsandglitter:

fawnv:

A sad story at Target.

Every. Single. Time.

We were talking with our checker one time about this and she said her favorite was the family that came in to get cold soda on a hot summer day and left with a pool…

vomitingthoughtsandglitter:

fawnv:

A sad story at Target.

Every. Single. Time.

We were talking with our checker one time about this and she said her favorite was the family that came in to get cold soda on a hot summer day and left with a pool…

This post was reblogged from The Crimson Petal.

 

Hello 1am, we meet again…

 

ladysylvie:

legodinasaur:

smoofsite:

airpunchingacademic:

Can we just take a moment to appreciate the fact that the part of this comic Tumblr has chosen to use is the last frame

WHAT

THIS WHOLE COMIC IS SO QUALITY

FUCK

NO OK BUT JUST IMAGINE SLIDING AROUND THE FLOOR ON YOUR BUTT BECAUSE ITS SO SLIPPERY ITS LIKE SLIDING ON ICE JUST IMAGINE IT

son i have news

My favorite post on tumblr with my favorite thread. And I don’t say that lightly.

(Source: biggariswise)

This post was reblogged from bardy has wanderlust.

 

Walter and I having a little cuddle.

 

how to follow the prime directive, by leonard h. mccoy, md

(Source: jamestiberiusfuckhead)

This post was reblogged from I Shall Knit You A Kingdom.

 

I guess it’s my own fucking fault for buying the horse…

There are a lot of “sayings” around the horse world about owning horses.  A vast majority of them are about money, specifically how expensive horses are.  A favorite of mine is, “anyone who says they made a small fortune in horses probably started with a large one.”  And we regularly refer to them as “hayburners” and I will often complain that I might as well just feed my horse dollar bills - it’d be cheaper in the long run.

In other words, they’re expensive.

The other problem is that for horse girls like myself - the importance of them in our lives really can’t be overstated.  I used to tell my parents that my horse was cheaper than therapy and just about as effective.  And I wasn’t kidding.  I’d spend hours a day with him if I could.  Every day.  There really isn’t any way to describe them, with their soft velvet noses, warm snuffling breath, and solid comforting bulk.  And the feeling you get, not just that silly one you get when you go galloping across a field, but the comforting routine of grooming and tacking up, the first steps as they move underneath after you mount up, the gentle give in your hands of the bit as you really connect and move, the incredible feeling of oneness as you shift slightly and this fifteen hundred pound animal reads your mind and moves with you just perfectly.  It’s about concentration, precision, emotion, and a connection in your soul.

Yes, I really do feel that way.

So much so that I just panic when I think about it all - not having someone to share the bills with me, this raise that I’ve been promised for a year now that just hasn’t happen, my impending significant life changes and Tracy not working any more, Just all of it. And the knowledge that if I just would sell the horse…

 
jellynotjam:

Had baking training again today and we made blueberry scones! Gluten free, of course.

My wife is thinking that after she has a kid or two she won’t want to go back to dog grooming and she might try working as a baker for a local gluten-free baker instead.  She’s been doing trainings.
I FULLY SUPPORT THIS ENDEAVOR!

jellynotjam:

Had baking training again today and we made blueberry scones! Gluten free, of course.

My wife is thinking that after she has a kid or two she won’t want to go back to dog grooming and she might try working as a baker for a local gluten-free baker instead.  She’s been doing trainings.

I FULLY SUPPORT THIS ENDEAVOR!

This post was reblogged from Radially Symmetrical.

 
An april fool’s joke
You know, it took me years to understand the “gullible isn’t a word in the dictionary” joke.  Years. 
 

What the ever-loving fuck is Tumblr Pro?

 
Our home away from home. Don’t let the sun fool you, it rained all day yesterday, will rain again shortly and is supposed to snow tonight.

Our home away from home. Don’t let the sun fool you, it rained all day yesterday, will rain again shortly and is supposed to snow tonight.

 

Page 4 of 397

About

Feminist. Radically Pro-Choice. Obsessed with Words. Brat. Girl-lover. I might know you from Jezebel.

Stuff I like

See more stuff I like

Credits