NEXT STOP: QUARTER-LIFE CRISIS
allthingseurope:

Iceland (by Buffalo Fawn)
humansofnewyork:

Just two baby monkeys hugging.
(Kathmandu, Nepal)

humansofnewyork:

Just two baby monkeys hugging.

(Kathmandu, Nepal)

allthingseurope:

Jardin de Luxembourg, Paris (by Andrew Eberlin)

allthingseurope:

Jardin de Luxembourg, Paris (by Andrew Eberlin)

voyagerandsea:

Stand By Me (Rob Reiner, 1986)

voyagerandsea:

Stand By Me (Rob Reiner, 1986)

everyone knows that all i want is a supercut of all the bleeps in the office.

bfargz:

dogjournal:

RETIRING COMFORT DOG APPEARS IN HIGH SCHOOL YEARBOOK - Prince, the Portage High School comfort dog, will retire at the end of the 2012-13 school year.”

A “comfort dog” named Prince earned a place in the yearbook of Portage High School in Indiana. Prince served as a comfort dog by participating in counseling and being present at the school. He is one of the Golden Retrievers from the Lutheran Church Charities K-9 Comfort Dog program and he also traveled to Massachusetts after the shootings at Sandy Hook.. He will be retiring from his duties this year and the school decided to honor him by including him in the yearbook. Read more at Yahoo.com. (Additional information and photo from nwitimes.com)

Good.

Why the fuck didn’t my high school have a comfort dog?

me: *owns 264 unread books*
me: *buys 17 new books*
me: *rereads harry potter*
allthingseurope:

Popradske Pleso, Slovakia (by noeleen.eu)

allthingseurope:

Popradske Pleso, Slovakia (by noeleen.eu)

annethecatdetective:

burning-high-rise:

whorishgreen:

whorishgreen:

I’ve never been more emotional about any social media post in my entire life

UPDATE: guys Beth Broderick tweeted yesterday that this Salem is THE SAME SALEM!!! He’s 20 years old man!!!! 20!

That Salem is still kicking is all I care about.

-teesa-:

9.9.14

It’s this idea of “Hey, dudes are dudes.”

[eBooks] aren’t books. You can’t hold a computer in your hand like you can a book. A computer does not smell. There are two perfumes to a book. If a book is new, it smells great. If a book is old, it smells even better. It smells like ancient Egypt. A book has got to smell. You have to hold it in your hands and pray to it. You put it in your pocket and you walk with it. And it stays with you forever. But the computer doesn’t do that for you. I’m sorry.
Ray Bradbury, on the Kindle (via maxistentialist)

My Least Favorite Trope (and this post will include spoilers for The Lego Movie, Guardians of the Galaxy, The Matrix, Western Civilization, and—cod help me—Bulletproof Monk*.) is the thing where there’s an awesome, smart, wonderful, powerful female character who by all rights ought to be the Chosen One and the hero of the movie, who is tasked with taking care of some generally ineffectual male character who is, for reasons of wish fulfillment, actually the person the film focuses on. She mentors him, she teaches him, and she inevitably becomes his girlfriend…and he gets the job she wanted: he gets to be the Chosen One even though she’s obviously far more qualified. And all he has to do to get it and deserve it is Man Up and Take Responsibility.

And that’s it. Every god-damned time. The mere fact of naming the films above and naming the trope gives away the entire plot and character arc of every single movie.

Elizabeth Bear - My Least Favorite Trope (via theonsdick)
twodragonsfly:

Airedale veggie curry!😘😘

twodragonsfly:

Airedale veggie curry!😘😘