Baroness has been on my ‘must see live’ list for years now, so it looks like my all-day-festival-in-the-awful-sun ban is over.
Pretty sure the outer corners of library books have at least 5 unique strains of cat spittle on them. (She said with absolutely no anecdotal evidence of her own to back this up.)
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Dating.
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The afternoons of all my days off, forever.
TRYING TO CONVINCE THE BOARD THE LIBRARY NEEDS A CAT
Between this post, the general cardigan love, and the Bob’s Burgers/Misfits/Ru Paul’s Drag Race gifs I’m just gonna go ahead and reblog that whole site. Brb.
hyperbole
Back from Hawaii and I only almost died twice!1: Two hours into the flight, the plane lost an engine. Smack dab over the Pacific. We had to turn around and go back to LA, with the pilot cautioning us not to mind the fire engines and ambulances on ground as they were purely a precautionary measure.
Thankfully, they were. Got on another plane ASAP (LAX at 4am is not as empty as you might think!) and landed safely, only to have my next brush with death mere hours later.
2: Once landed, I raced into the water (I had a lost day to make up for!) without taking into account the conditions (murky) or layout of the particular spot I chose (very rocky). This was, as you and any sane person might guess, unwise. At some point (I didn’t feel it) I gashed myself on some rocks. (If you’re nasty, here’s a photo.)
They stopped bleeding fairly quickly, though, and a beer, a little superglue, and a bandana later I was good as new. (Going to the hospital on my first day of vacation AS IF. And they’re healing up just fine so Team Superglue all the way.)
The rest of the vacation was uneventful except for good stuff like turtles, whales, dolphins and mai tais. So beautiful, and so glad I got to go.
(larger/more over on Instagram)
Last Saturday night: a striped bikini (it’s not yet quite warm enough for this, but, whiskey), a pool, a backyard tiki bar, and this song on the radio. ♥
In regards to DIY/home improvement stuff I can usually get things right…just never on the first try.
It’s a day off, I’m still in bed, Ashley is being his usual snugly lap kitty self, there’s a fresh juice (made locally - rainbowjuices.com) on the nightstand, and my only plans for the day are to hit up an antique store to check out some insanely cheap marble-topped tables, meet a friend for the most fun, super hippie yoga class (we’ve “surfed” on our mats and met out spirit animal during guided meditation WHAT) and a date at my favorite beer spot (there’s little better than a post-yoga beer). Today is a good day.
I don’t have a television (don’t get me wrong, I love tv and mainline it every available opportunity), a computer, or internet at my apartment but I do have flowers, in every room, all the time. And one billion candles.
Another from my new favorites. And -lovely timing- they’re touring right now. I’m going (along with my road trip buddies who introduced me to them) next week.
(Oh and the show last night? So very worth it. Always worth it. Always go. Go go go. 4 hours of sleep, whatever.)
“I’ve read every novel that’s won the Hugo or Nebula.”
- Some Dude just now ♥_♥![I was planning on going to bed tonight at a decent hour/getting up for work well-rested tomorrow (I have storytime early, need to plan for another one that I’m subbing for later this week, have to submit [so, start] my self-evaluation [A+++ would hire again], and a bunch of other bits BUT my friend Josh just sent me this, so…](http://24.media.tumblr.com/108dbfdca007ac2f75568b9dbc63a61b/tumblr_mit8foguyz1qzhlbio1_500.jpg)
I was planning on going to bed tonight at a decent hour/getting up for work well-rested tomorrow (I have storytime early, need to plan for another one that I’m subbing for later this week, have to submit [so, start] my self-evaluation [A+++ would hire again], and a bunch of other bits BUT my friend Josh just sent me this, so…
What I see in my mind every single time I go skinny dipping in the ocean late at night, particularly when something slimy brushes up against me (not so tiny screams!). But will I stop? Nooooooo.
(via funeral)
fuckyeahbookarts: Visit your local library!
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