For Lack of a Better Title
23 years old - UGA Graduate - Living in Georgia and longing to be anywhere else - Music Lover - Movie Whore - Jesus loves the Hell out of me - Sometimes called an Enigma - Official Ambassador of The Friend Zone - One of the boys - Extrovert Extrodinaire (aka the nice way of saying loud) - Secretive - Wannabe Artist
People I Pay To Like Me:
Anna C. (previously Anna A.)
Anna B.
Blacy
Need to say or ask anything else?
tleslieb at gmail dot com
AIM: ccgagyminie
True Story! It was pretty exciting to get a package in the mail from France last year! I wonder who/where my Tumblr Secret Santa will be from this year….
Yay! How tleslieb and I became friends.
are you in?
Physicists discover that the structure of a brain cell is the same as the entire universe.
One is only micrometers wide. The other is billions of light-years across. One shows neurons in a mouse brain. The other is a simulated image of the universe. Together they suggest the surprisingly similar patterns found in vastly different natural phenomena. (David Constantine)
more here(via furth:kayfabe:noahkai:lickystickypickyme:)
It has been a long time coming, but I've officially gone insane
I’ve been denying it for a while, but I’ve decided that living alone is in fact slowly making me go insane. For instance, the other day at the grocery story I bent down to look at a buy one get one free sale. In my mind I thought “Oh that looks like a good deal. What do you think?” And then I answered myself OUT LOUD about what I thought in different wording. I would like to say this is the one and only time that has happened… alas I would be telling a lie. I do this more than I would like to admit. Just so you know this isn’t limited to one line comments out loud. I have had quite a few TWO SIDED conversations with myself.
“Fifty Dresses That Changed the World” (via UO).
This looks like an amazing coffee table book for you, KG!
Sometimes
the combination of living single and being sick (with a food poisoning comparable to that which I had in 2008 on the last day in Mumbai, on the way to the airport) is totally lame. Sometimes, I feel fucking badass tough getting up and dragging myself to the pharmacy for a thermometer and to the grocery store for French-type Saltines.
I live alone too, and sometimes when I’m sick I just want to sprawl out on my couch and have someone wait on me hand and foot. That’d be nice too.
according to this,
everyone from the south is overweight, religious, fanatical, dumb, and still easily angered by the civil war.
I have to say 1, 6, and 10 may be somewhat true
