“Are you a Mr. or a Ms.?”

“Dr.”

“But are you a man or a woman?”

“I’m a scientist.”

“No, what’s in your pants?”

“Physics.”

oh my god i'm cleaning out my desk and i found my first phone

it was a fucking house phone that i was so stoked to have because it was mine that i kept in my own room and i cannot believe technology has progressed at the speed of FUCKING light to the point where this is a hilarious artifact to have had in like 6th grade and now theres kindergarteners with iphones

How did you know if you dialed the right number

each button made a different tone so the numbers you dialed a lot became a subconscious melody in your head and if you hit the wrong button by accident it would sound like a wrong note in a song you know by heart

i can’t beleive that is a legitimate question in my lifetime

Other acceptable answer: the wrong person answers on the other end.

I LOVE my blanket

The universe has a way of leading you to where you’re supposed to be at the moment you’re supposed to be there.

“I think we should switch places. When camp’s over, I leave as you and go back to London and you leave as me and go to California.”

I LITERALLY STILL DO NOT UNDERSTAND HOW THEY MADE THIS FILM WITH ONLY ONE LINDSEY LOHAN

 #finding out lindsey doesn’t have a twin is on my list of top 5 traumatic childhood events

Right up there with finding out that Genovia isn’t a real country.

WAIT GENOVIA’S NOT A REAL COUNTRY

 I THOUGHT IT WAS IN SWITZERLAND

THATS GENEVA YOU CRUMB

YOU CRUMB

This is why Mr. Fry will always have a seat at my table.

Amen.

I was having a conversation about religion with this guy and he asked me what I would do if I got into heaven and had to sit next to God. I told him I wouldn’t take the seat.

^ damn.

First birb picture with new phone

This black cabin floats above the Norwegian landscape

this is my sexy modernist baba yaga hut

an advertisement in the newsletter of the atlanta lesbian feminist alliance vol. 16 no. 3, march 1988

I know I told this story before but last year I was having complications with a surgery and I just broke down in a public place and I was trying to gather myself, sitting and leaning on a wall when this girl in cowboy boots approached me and sat down and she asked what was wrong and I told her it was medical issues and she said “I understand, I have to have my foot amputated next week” and it shocked me out of crying and I was like “wow that sucks!” And she said “yeah.” And then she just touched my arm so tenderly and told me “I promise you that this problem will have its place, and everything is going to work out.” And the way she said it just made me really believe her. She said. “We’re just gonna have to cowgirl up.” And then she stood up and walked away and I’d call that a genuine encounter with an angel but the truth is there is a lot of goodness right here on earth in humanity and it’s shining and pure.

Okay but “this problem will have its place” is genuinely inspiring

THAT REALLY STRUCK ME because I’ve always hated the tired rhetoric of “this happened for a reason” and this feels like a more genuine, comforting take on that. Not “it happened for a reason,” but “this will find its spot in your life and your future that it fits into in a way that will eventually work out even though it sucks that it happened.” Love that.

Kind of gives you chills .

Good Lord, how delicious! I wanna do that! The next time I’m in a cathedral, I’m doing it. 

As she stood inside an ancient and empty church in Montefrío, Spain, Malinda Kathleen Reese belted out one of the best Christmas carols of all time-“O Come, O Come Emmanuel” and the end result was just heavenly.

I’m obsessed with this because A. Victorian Christmas Carols B. European Cathedrals C. It’s gorgeous and fuckin choristers are my favorite

♡ they/them pronouns are valid ♡

Hey uh op…. where’s your url…

there’s no url because god sent this post down to us

two of a kind