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"Tell the chef, the beer is on me."
So so pretty. I couldn’t stop myself from reblogging this. I’m filled with love currently. :)
It’s so difficult for me to have fun and be happy right now. I really needed this reminder. Thank you very much! :)
I have hardly read anything over the internet in the last few days. So I have absolutely nothing to share with you people, except my sob relocation story. I don’t think I’ve worked so much in a long long time.
Things that I did today:
Did I mention that my entire body’s aching? Since I sold my bed and mattress, I have nothing to sleep on (except the carpet). I hope life gets better in the next couple of weeks. Every dog has its Day! Yay! :)
Chimney Dance…so so cute! =D
Every Cloud Has Its Silver Lining
Mixing colors…naturally.
Lovely Web 2.0 Picture showing the top social networking start ups.
This is the longest I’ve stayed from Tumblr in the last couple of weeks. My house moving has been really bumpy. Too much work and I’m really exhausted…extremely tired. Haven’t slept much either. I still have a lot of work to be taken care of.
Two Important Lessons that I learned in the past two days-
Prayers can do miracles- I had my mom and an aunt praying for me religiously, and I feel that it has somehow made things a lil easier. :)
If you need (not want) something really badly, then you’ll find a way of getting it.
I hope you noticed my absence though. ;)
you fit into me
like a hook into an eyea fish hook
an open eye-A short poem by Margaret Atwood
I worship her.
Oh me too! I’ve read almost all her books. My favorite is “The Blind Assassin”, which also won the Booker Prize. This is my favorite poem by Atwood:
This is a Photograph of Me
It was taken some time ago At first it seems to be a smeared print: blurred lines and grey flecks blended with the paper;
then, as you scan it, you can see something in the left-hand corner a thing that is like a branch: part of a tree (balsam or spruce) emerging and, to the right, halfway up what ought to be a gentle slope, a small frame house.
In the background there is a lake, and beyond that, some low hills.
(The photograph was taken the day after I drowned.
I am in the lake, in the center of the picture, just under the surface.
It is difficult to say where precisely, or to say how large or how small I am: the effect of water on light is a distortion.
but if you look long enough eventually you will see me.)
Cactus hug. Last one for now. Good night everyone!
Monster Munch! So cuttee
Zebra Wall
Such a gem! From deep in the archives…an explanation of What is Electronic Mail?
Electronic Mail means high speed data transportation. One of the most advanced methods is terminals talking to each other. You mailbox is the terminal on your desk. Punch a key and today’s correspondence and messages are displayed instantly.
I can’t stop laughing.
Wow. Two young boys…talking like this? Good Lord!
Google and Sexism. I tried to Google the phrase “She invented” now. Seems like they’ve learned their lesson. Thank you, negative publicity!
Dating Guideline
Don’t swallow your bubble gum- I need to remember this.
"Tell the chef, the beer is on me."
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