February 2011
“During the 1920s, Pascin mostly painted fragile petites filles, prostitutes...”
– Pascin - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
January 2011
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No one doesn't believe me.
I tell everyone that one of my freshmen is Amish and on his Rumspringa. I’ve crafted an entire backstory and everything.
His name is Zach, short for Zachariah and he’s in love with a girl named Katy, but her father does not approve of their love. So Zach has enrolled in a university during his Rumspringa in order to learn some basics in Civil Engineering so that he can build a better...
She thinks my Trapper Keeper's sexy.
We did a thing in my relationships class where I got to find out what it’s like to be ugly. It’s terrible, I feel sorry for all of you for having to live it every day.
But I lucked out and paired up with someone 4 levels of attractiveness higher than me. I had to use my womanizing powers.
Completely True Story
Today on the way between two buildings on campus I passed by some outdoor tables where people were eating. Two very beautiful girls were sitting there and as I got closer they stood and started screaming.
A group of people began to gather around them.
Go be a hero, a guy said to his friend.
Finally, a tall, muscular, black man went up to the girls.
A bee or a wasp was flying around their food,...
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Bernice Johnson Reagon is in the next Step Up movie. Step Up 4: Civil Rights.
Tagline: “It’s time for a civil rights MOVEMENT.”
“Oh yeah, I forgot you’re attracted to damaged girls.”
– Nick
wideeyedbrowns asked: You are obsessed.
A Subwaylarity
Not yesterday—not yesterday, but long ago, Elliot and I hypothesized an event—The Event—a single point in the human condition which would alter the course of everything that came after it. If you think of our universe as a series of stacked dimensions with parallel lines running through them, most of the lines will be perpendicular to the lines of other dimensions which is why we cannot access...
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Dentistry Wordplay.
Before a dentist fills your tooth, he must first fool your teeth with novocain.
“No, no, I like Jewish people in theory.”
– James Gutierrez
I do these things to myself.
For the first assignment in one of my new classes we are supposed to write a page about an attitude that is important to us. I wrote about my attitude towards love and infatuation because SHUT UP ALRIGHT!, and tomorrow we’re going to have to share our thoughts and I’m going to be all embarrassed when my paper is the most personal one.
Last year the traveling gypsies that are poster salesmen came roaring through my school. Catering their Fight Club posters to all the lonely people who’ve just moved into their dorms, it’s a mess I try to avoid as much as possible.
But one day as I skirted the edges of the poster sale, I noticed a bin of fine art prints. I started looking at some of the smaller ones and eventually...
wideeyedbrowns replied to your post: Bloodthirst
Is this your last semester?
No. This is my second to last semester.
Bloodthirst
So all Psych majors innately hate each other. It’s simply the law of the land. You get any group of psych majors together and it’s like a pack of wild dogs each staring each other down for the position of Alpha Male. I walk into my first class (Memory) and I get these death stares from everyone, which I deftly reflect back at them times a million. And I sit in the first row so that...
Crazy thunder storm here while I’m trying to sleep. I know my parents are awake too because lightning always strikes my backyard and sometimes starts things on fire.
“Vegemite fights with the men up north! If you are one of those who don’t need...”
– 1922 - Vegemite - History of Australia
Death is the supple Suitor That wins at last —
Basically been bedridden for the past two days, suffering from some kind of cold… some kind of common cold. It’s terrible.
Being sick is the worst, it’s like kill me if you’re strong enough, disease! but don’t string me along like this.
Only read below if you want some teenage drama. You have been warned.
The day I got sick I got some news that a girl that I like...
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James: Jacob, it isn't the end of the world.
Me: It doesn't have to be the end of the world to feel like it is.