Songs for the Grind, Part I
This morning, with her, having coffee.
—Johnny Cash, when asked for his definition of paradise (via scout)
Winter Reading List
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone
Lolita
Just Kids by Patti Smith
The Marriage Plot by Jeffrey Eugenides
Lullabies for Little Criminals (I keep starting, getting too sad, starting again…)
Any other recommendations?
Oh man, yeah. War zone.
(via scout)
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All I want for X-mas is to learn how to apply liquid eyeliner real good. F peace on earth.
(Source: jessicaalouise)
I’ve been thinking about Veronica Mars a lot lately. Mainly because I pretend to be her while at work.
fuck I miss Veronica Mars with my roommates.
/Maybe I just miss undergrad.
/or just seeing Kristen Bell on my TV.
/or all of the above.
(Source: fernsandmoss)
What were your best and worst camper experiences?
I asked Summer Camp Blues this question and they wanted to know my answer. This summer will be my lucky Thirteenth at camp (a run-in with my friend’s little sister where she said it was “adorable” that I was going back to camp only inflated my insecurities about the whole thing). However, I was looking at camp photos last night and realized that I always smile the widest in photos taken at camp, and that has to count for something!
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Best Experience: When Charmin lent me a top to wear to banquet as a Portageur (14). The one I ended up wearing was probably about the third she suggested, after her senior leader nixed the first two (“she’s going to look like she’s going to a club”).
Worst: Probably being yelled at after I was late for my swimming lesson. I failed the level and never took swimming again. I was Pathfinder (11). Or, there’s also the time when I told the rest of my chalet my leader’s real name and she was mad and I thought she hated me. I was a Pilgrim (10).
