I like it tart
A delectable summer drink: soda water + pomegranate molasses + a slice of lemon
echolot: Who needs Paris when there’s Berlin totally.
I’m in the park across the street and I can still get our wifi connection. Neat. I’m going back to playing outside now.
The uncyclopedia: Your Mom →
Go figure. Yes, after her sixth, seventh, and eighth grade years in middle school, your mom had already acquired 17 different STDs, including three that were previously unknown to man. It was at the end of her eighth grade year that your mom noticed an alarming lack of menstruation in her usually regular cycles. Yes, it seemed that your mom had finally become your mom. Luckily for you, your mom...
When I get sad, I stop being sad and be awesome instead. True story.– Barney Stinson
Bob Dylan — Shelter from the Storm
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Somebody to Love — Queen. Sing it LOUD!
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I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient...– Dr. Seuss
Secret Heart — Feist
I’m nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there’s a pair of us—don’t tell! They’d banish us, you know. How dreary to be somebody! How public, like a frog To tell your name the livelong day To an admiring bog! ~Emily Dickinson “Twitter — the microblogging service that lets you post and read fragmentary communications at high speed — is fun, but it’s embarrassing. You subscribe to...
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FINALLY! (via tdw)
I love my apartment. I love where it is located. The downside to my apartment is that across the street is a children’s playground. Just now, there was a small group of children that held an impromptu screaming contest. I think we all lose in that one.
My bike is like a truck (without the emissions)
I just hauled 25 litres of soil and flower boxes from the store to home on my bike. Then I unloaded the basket and headed to the flower market and bought some plants to put in the soil and the boxes and hauled that home in my basket too.
lapetitefigue: four of my favorite websites are authored (at least partially) by married women. ladies, i want to join your wedded ranks! Merci! And I hope you do… with the right guy, of course, not just for the sake of it.
(Adapted from the Blondies recipe in The Joy of Cooking) Preheat oven to 350 F (180 C). In a pan melt one stick of butter (8 ounces), set aside and let cool. Mix together: 1 large egg, 1 large egg yolk, 1 table spoon maple syrup (or corn syrup), 1 teaspoon vanilla, half cup brown sugar. Add melted butter. Mix in: 1 1/4 cup flour, quarter tsp. baking powder, quarter tsp. baking...