comicallyvintage:

Not the greatest of criteria for choosing a life partner.

So this is where I’ve been going wrong.

thedailywhat:

Early Bird Special: Boom boom, plowerhouse, and other surefire solitaire strategy secrets the pros don’t want you to know about.

[reddit.]

Absolutely amazing. I’m a big fan of the plowerhouse myself.

The cross-over

So living with the girls has given my brain some kind of pop-alt-indie corner and so I am sat watching something I have never been interested in before: the Mercury awards.

I still don’t really know what I’m looking out for so I’ve stuck a tenner on Metronomy as I like their album and if they don’t win I’m going to revert to my childhood and listen to nothing but Nirvana for the next two years.

F: Why is there a shot glass out on the side?
D: I was carefully measuring our breakfast rum because I didn’t want to free pour so early in the morning.”

Yo, nobody can accuse me of reckless morning drinking. Sensible to the core, that’s me.
— (via iamfinn)
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art - write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. May your coming year be a wonderful thing in which you dream both dangerously and outrageously. I hope it’ll make something that didn’t exist before you made it, that you will be loved and you will be liked and you will have people to love and to like in return. And most importantly, because I think there should be more kindness and more wisdom in the world right now - I hope that you will, when you need to be, be wise and that you will always be kind. And I hope that somewhere in the next year you surprise yourself.
— Neil Gaiman (via cavesoflilith)

If they were more eloquent, these would be my thoughts exactly.

thedailywhat:

Early Bird Special: Cee-Lo’s “Fuck You,” as sung from the perspective of your discarded Nintendo Entertainment System.

[underwire.]

(Source: thedailywhat)

comicallyvintage:

Please Don’t Let Me Be A Spinster!

Whoever first said “you can’t have your cake and eat it too” was a total fucking asshole, because you can, especially when the cake we’re talking about is pussy.
— Dear CokeTalk

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thedailywhat:

It’s Caturday!

[ihstwoti.]

The only way is UP, baaaabyyyyy…

There is only reason to be fucking excited right now. This time next week I’ll be all moved into Castle Greyskull with my two ladies, I have plenty of part time work, one in my favourite pub ever, and with any luck a fucking sweet-ass full time position on its way. Reining it in is working wonders, the sun is shining, I just bought a motherfucking sweeeeet leopard print dress for a fiver.

THIS IS IT.

She looked me over and I guess she thought I was alright.

Alright in a sort of a limited way for an off-night.

She said “Don’t I know you from the cinematographer’s party?”

I said “Who am I to blow against the wind?”

“I was thinking the other day about the qualities I look for in a man”

“Oh yeah… A willy?”

— A lesbian

Pre-washing off. My big fake tanned mug.