“What I Would Look Like in The 80s”
Or, alternatively titled: “How My Mom’s Hair Looked in Public Before Chemo Made it Fall Out and Grow in Much Nicer”
Or: “Look at This Eye Trick I Didn’t Know I Could Do”
— Augusten Burroughs, This Is How (via happyhumanramblings)
Oh sometimes I miss living in Duluth so much it hurts.
My second summer gone is already harder than the first. It is feeling out of reach. I didn’t really say goodbye since I was running out of town to be with a boyfriend, who, turns out, was actually NOT the love of my life.
Taken at Palisade Head, in summer 2010.
— Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via absea)
(Source: cachaemic, via adventuresofkatie)
I was ALMOST (not really) at peace with my cousin having his wedding in the middle of Memorial Day Weekend…
But now I just found out that it is only open bar for “cocktail hour” (what) and is then cash bar.
I’m sorry, you are going to thank me for skipping a holiday weekend at the cabin by giving me free drinks for AN HOUR?
No. NO. Just no.
Easy summer salad.
Israeli couscous + tomato + cucumber + feta + sautéed onion + fresh parsley + olive oil + lemon juice.
Get after it. Click through for recipe & directions.
1. I want a new job.
2. If my lady doc does not give me my old BC prescription back by my next refill, I will have no more tears left in my body.
3.a. I will never forgive one of my favorite cousins for getting married in the middle of Memorial Day Weekend and preventing me from a MUCH NEEDED WEEKEND GET[THE FUCK]AWAY.
3.b. My cousin and his fiancé have a two-month-old…. It’s not like having the wedding a week later would have changed anything there!!
4. Rage.