August 2011
2 posts
June 2011
1 post
December 2010
12 posts
My kittens have spoiled me
My mom’s cat ducks away from my hand when I reach to pet him. Maybe he doesn’t trust me anymore. I mean I moved out a year and a half ago…
And I just tried to stand up
after I was sitting on the couch with my feet on the coffee table. I ended up stomping on the dog’s head. Sorry puppy!
I want to go on a magical adventure
Filled with Christmas lights and orchestral music. Childhood nostalgia should play a part, but I want the people along with me to be from my present.
Disneyland seems the perfect place to let this happen. Unfortunately, the poor college student I am can not afford such an adventure.
Does anybody else find lights to be magical? I have two strings of Christmas lights in my bedroom, and it just...
Ben Lansky: conversational rules of thumb →
Aha!
benlansky:
1. If you’ve been talking for more than a minute, you’ve been talking for too long. Stop talking and wait for cues that people want you to continue.
2. If people are interested and want you to keep talking, they will ask you questions. Answer their questions, but not for more than a minute at a time. It’s good to speak up when you have something interesting to contribute, but...
My dog is as terrified of my antlers as my cats are intent on killing them.
I think it’s the bell.
On another note! Happy birthday to me! I’ve spent the day knitting and watching Angel, hanging out with my pets. More exciting things are soon to be happening!
The genius test →
Basically, it’s a bunch of proverbs in
“a p s is a p e” format
Artilllery Punch, the Four Loko of the 1820's
Good to know
sostark:
1 qtstrong black tea 1 qt rye whiskey 1 bottle red wine 1 pint Jamaican dark rum 1/2 pint brandy 1 jigger benedictine herbal liqueur 1 pint orange juice 1/2 pint lemon juice This is a real drink that was popular at Christmas time in the 1820’s. Basically an old school Four Loko. I’m attending a party tonight that will have lots and lots of this concoction on hand. Lord,...
Oh hai.
If anybody still subscribes to me… I don’t care to check. How is everyone?
I’m doing wonderfully, thanks for asking. I actually have a LIFE now, with real FRIENDS! It’s great. My burfday’s tomorrow and I have roommates that’ll talk to me and actually, you know, live in Davis. And people are hanging out with me tomorrow!
Tumblr, you were a great friend when I...
Dear Tumblr.
You have sucked me back into the vortex that is your ability to distract. NOOOOOOO!
April 2010
2 posts
So, I can't get onto my formspring.
Cause, I had my friend change my facebook password, and I connect to formspring using facebook. So. Yeah. No formspring.
March 2010
5 posts
I learned a lot about myself.
I cheated on my boyfriend at a party. I miss him now. We broke up. I broke up with him because we just weren’t working out. I knew that a long time ago, but I thought I was in love with him. In reality, I’m just in love with being loved. I love the affection, crave the affection, NEED the affection of another. I need the love of everybody I know. I’m upset if I know someone...
Formspring.me
Ask me anything: http://www.formspring.me/jaynejellyfish
I decided to jump on the bandwagon. I make no promises of timely responses.
“Outside the station, she stands with her child on the side of the street, taking...”
– via: I wrote this for you (via kari-shma) (via quote-book)
If you are a wizard, reblog this and don't just...
yerawizardharry:
john-fitzgerald-kennedy:
(via unlegit)
YES TUMBLR, I APPROVE OF THIS MESSAGE.
February 2010
6 posts
Calculus over AIM fail.
Me: so what I write down is
Me: e^3x*x-Se^3x*1?
Friend: Umm
Friend: the stupid thing turned into a smiley
Friend: so I don't know.
I'm very lost and confused right now.
I’ve gotten over the shock of going to college and being away from my parents. I’ve accepted that the people I live with are beezeys (well, some), but right now I question every little thing that goes through my mind. I’ve started questioning who I am to a large degree. I’ve decided (for now) that I’m going to be an anthropologist, and possibly an archaeologist, so...
Last year, I had a best friend.
yerawizardharry:
okaylove:
gleekers:
She was very dear to me. She could make me smile and laugh and it was as simple as that. She made me happy.
But then that changed. She made me the saddest and the maddest I’ve ever been. She made me frightened of facing each new day, in fear of the worst.
Everything turned upside down, perhaps on my behalf mostly. I no longer talk to her. It’s weird,...
January 2010
3 posts
So I was sitting in archaeology...
and the girl in front of me had her computer. And what was she doing? Messing around on tumblr. Needless to say I didn’t get much from that lecture. She and I follow a lot of the same people, apparently.
“I’m burning through the sky, yeah. 200 degrees that’s why they call...”
Oren Lavie- “Her Morning Elegance”
...
December 2009
146 posts
Here we go on the emotional roller coaster. Please keep your arms and legs inside the vehicle at all times. Or just flail about and try to get yourself killed. Whatever, really.
hey jerk
cowgirlblues:
when i tell you to text me, i’m not just saying it. i want you to text me. so when you say “yeah okay” and then don’t, it’s more than a little annoying.
idiot.
GAHHHHHHHHH I feel the same way right now. I’m so unhappy for no good reason because I know he’s really spacey and he’s not doing it on purpose, but he never texts me first anymore and he didn’t...
Reblog if sometimes you're afraid to text someone...
crystalbones:
sfatheartt:(via justalittlelessobvious)
Dear Uterus,
Please stop trying to tie yourself in knots inside of me. It is not pleasant.
Many thanks,
-Meredith.
Why do soft cookies get hard and hard cookies get...
“Somethin’ filled up
my heart with nothin’,
someone told me not to cry.
But...”
– “Wake Up” -Arcade Fire
The rate at which my tumblarity disintigrates...
I think I’m gonna stop trying.
“The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy...”
– “Vanilla Twilight”
Again.
I don’t like the title for obvious reasons. Twilight ruins everything. Although I think the girl is dead. “if my voice could reach back through the past.” oh well. It’s cute for a living person if you leave out that minor detail :D
1 Mile.
That’s it.
Run or play horn for an hour?
As a music major, I should choose the former. As Andrew’s girlfriend I should choose the latter. I could do both, but I know at 7:00 I won’t want to leave the house, and if I even go for a short run, I’ll be too tired to play. Flip a coin. Sound good? Heads=running tails=horn playing.
Heads.
Okay, Running it is.
???
Where did I put my ipod? Did I leave my headphones at Dustin’s? Why does my cat look so guilty? Why can’t I walk through the living room without tripping over that rocking chair? Why won’t the door latch? Why is there so much stuff in my room? Why don’t I have any more clean clothes? Why won’t this light turn on?
WHY AM I SO CONFUSED?!?!?!
I feel like being artistic and accomplishing...
I shall return.
“The cure for anything is salt water — sweat, tears, or the sea.”
– Isak Dinesen (via julie911) (via quote-book) (via quite-fetching)
Ohhh I want to go to the beach. Immediately.
Me: I plan to spend an hour each day working on piano and an hour working on horn and running every day!
Friend: dang..
Me: Only 2 of those three will actually happen I'm guessing. And i'll give you a hint. It's really cold outside.
Friend: lol screw running