thought this was pretty epic. via douja (http://douja.wordpress.com/2010/12/27/memonster/)
muahahahaha.
thought this was pretty epic. via douja (http://douja.wordpress.com/2010/12/27/memonster/)
muahahahaha.
So for a while i’ve been pondering this vision i’ve been having. Picture this. It is Christmas but instead of being inside around a dead tree you are outside (in a forest? a SuperForest?) and you sit around the tree (maybe in it?) exchanging handmade gifts and sharing each other’s company. You have decorated the tree with flowers perhaps? I feel like someone is tapping the sleigh bells. There is no wasted wrapping or mess, just love and nature.
Can you see it?
Ok first watch this.
Then watch this.
copy cat?
Theeeeennnnnnnn watch this.
A friend linked me to these amazing “Fennec Foxes”. SOOOO CUTE! Click for moar!
The true arctic ninja. Thank you google image search for making my day.
Do you ever have those days or experiences where it’s like irony is going “Whose laughing now, bitch?”. I do. It’s been a while. Good to be back. Keeps me entertained : )
Physiotherapist: Sometimes these things are related to stress. Did anything change in your life when the pain started happening? Anything stressful?
Me: *HAHHAHAHAHA. Dies of laughter inside.* You could say that…
A wonderful post on SuperForest just reminded me of this list I made at the beginning of the semester and have been meaning to share. Taa Daa! Enjoy!
I love…
people who ride bicycles, and people who hula hoop, and people who ride bicycles with hula hoops, and people with coloured hair, and people with dreadlocks, and people with piercings, and people with good manners, and people with clever tattoos, and people who wear hats, and people who smile back, and people who are positive, and people who like me, and people who don’t, and people i’ve met, and people I haven’t, and people who care, and people who don’t, and people who eat raw food, and people make raw food, and people who go outside, and people who succeed, and people who fail, and people that aren’t good with other people, and people who are, and people who care about nature, and people who take transit, and people who are photographers, and people that aren’t photographers but own SLRs, and people who take pictures, and people who make films, and people that watch films, and people who act, and people who don’t, and little people, and big people, and old people, and young people, and people who write poems
and girls with nice pianos
and you.”
What do you love?