rolling in the dollars

sean-gaffney replied to your post “Preparations for Hubby’s flight tonight include the art of rolling…”

I’m curious about the 700-year-old book. The Decameron? Because that’s great plane reading.

seolh replied to your post “Preparations for Hubby’s flight tonight include the art of rolling…”

I initially read this as “buying a 700 dollar book” and I was VERY INTRIGUED.


No, it’s The Three Kingdoms, one of Hubby’s favourite books. This was a new(ish) translation he hadn’t read yet, so I picked him up the first volume.

  • My child, someday: Mommy will you tell me a bedtime story?
  • Me: Alright… it’s the summer of 2001. Joe meets Patrick, and he’s like “Yo, I know about music.” And Patrick’s like “Yo, I know more about music.” “That’s impossible. Do you wanna start a band?” And Patrick’s like “Yeah, that’s cool.” And then he’s like “Yo, this is a book store. It’s not a music store.” And then they met at Patrick’s house. So Patrick’s wearing shorts and socks and a hat. Patrick is playing drums for some fuckin reason. And Pete’s there for some reason. They start playing music together, and they’re like “Oh, let’s play some fuckin covers from some other bands!” It was like Green Day, and fuckin Misfits, and fuckin Ramones. Pete said to Joe “Yo, we gotta change this shit up… Yo, we played all these bands. Let’s play shit from Fall Out Boy.” And so Pete and Patrick are like “Yo, that’s dope. But we need a fuckin drummer!” Because Patrick’s playing drums and he’s a singer. Patrick’s like “Yo, I got a soul voice.” And they’re like “Wait, how do you have a soul voice?” And he’s like “Yo, watch this. YEAEAEAEAEAEAEAEAEAEAEAEAEAAAHHHHH!” And they’re like “Oh my god! That sounds like soul!” So they put in in the song, and it was like “WHERE IS YOUR BOY TONIGHIGHIGHIGHIGHIGHIGHIGHT?!” And then they’re like “Yo, that’s fuckin perfect. This is Fall Out Boy.” And they made records like… “Evening Out with Your Ex-Girlfriend.” “Evening Out with Your Ex-Girlfriend” and everybody loves it. It’s called “Eating Out Your Girlfriend.” And it’s real and it doesn’t matter. And Pete talked to Patrick and Joe, and he was like “Yo, what the FUUUUCK?! Yo, this is gonna be fuckin DOOOOPE!” So they made a record, and it was called “Take This to Your Grave.” They made it without a drummer! And they had like three, four drummers come in. The four drummers they had come in were like… Josh Freese… Neil Peart… the dude from Toto… the fourth one was like the guy from Papa Roach or something. And they’re like “Yo, we need Andy Hurley.” “Andy Hurley. ‘Take This to Your Grave.’ Fuckin record it.” And he did it. And he killed it. And he was like “BIGIDIGIDILILILLL PSSSHHH!” Killin the skins. Tappin the skins. Tappin the rim. Playin the shit. Killin these bitches. Rappin it out. “We should get signed to Fueled by Ramen. Cuz these guys know what the fuck is goin on.” And they were like “Yo, if you can make our scene any bigger than it is, which is not fuckin hard, we will sign you guys.” And he was like “YO, we got this record that’s fuckin dope, dude. It’s called ‘Take This to Your Grave.’ It’s called ‘From Under the Cork Tree’ and it’s gonna be huge.” And then Patrick’s like “I gotta keep it real. I gotta keep it artistic. These are three songs that are gonna make the ablum: it’s called “Thnks fr th Mmrs,” “Twenty Dollar Nosebleed,” and “Sugar, We’re Goin Down.” And they made this record that was fuckin dope. And it fuckin hit on the charts like 1, 2, 3… 3, 2, 1… 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10… 10 to 1! “From Under the Cork Tree” sold like four million records! …10 million records! …15 MILLION RECORDS! And Brendon Urie had nothing to do with the entire record. And Patrick was like “That’s GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!” Pete was like “Yo, FUCK YOU! I can do whatever I want.” Joe was like “Yeah, it’s cool, man, whatever, I don’t give a shit.” And then Andy was like “Eh… cool.” And Pete was like “Makeup is fuckin great for a guy. Because it makes a guy look beautiful. Which, a lot of times, a guy is not beautiful. And I wanna change that. I wanna make sure that everybody thinks that guys are beautiful.” Pete was like “Oh my god, I’m so embarrassed about this dick pic!” And then I saw the dick pic, and I was like “Eh, it’s not bad.” It’s not a bad dick. Let’s be real. We made Rolling Stone one issue before Fall Out Boy. And Fall Out Boy made the issue right after us, and they were so pissed! They were like “Yo, fuck you guys!” They were like “YO! Panic! has the fucking cover of Rolling Stone?! Yo, FUCK THESE DUDES! We’re gonna fucking go MILES above! We’re gonna hit every fuckin continent there is known to man!” But they didn’t! Because they missed a second of time. Apparently. They were like “Oh shoot, we got every continent.” And they didn’t actually hit it. And Pete was like “What the FUCK?!” Oh you didn’t fucking make the continent… it’s like FUCK YOU! So “From Under the Cork Tree” happens. We fuckin have three, four years of awesomeness. People are cumming on themselves because it’s so big. So Fall Out Boy was like… So Patrick was like “Yo, we’re gonna name these records ‘From Under the Cork Tree’ and ‘From Infinity on High.’” Pete was like “Yo, ‘Folie à Deux’ means the theatric of two.” Fall Out Boy was like “Yo, we gotta take a break.” Meaning Pete was like “Yo, we gotta take a break, bruh.” And Patrick’s like “I need time for my music!” And Joe’s like “Yo. I need time to find the fuckin art, dude. I gotta find some fuckin metal.” And Andy’s like “I’m just gonna play with some fuckin metal bands!” And they’re like “Alright, this break’s been like three years long… two years long… three years long… three and a half? We gotta fucking come back, man. We gotta come back STRONG!” “We gotta make this shit legit. It’s gonna be fuckin dope. It’s gonna go fuckin sky high! We’re gonna make a fuckin record that sails the skies! We’re gonna call this record 'Save Rock and Roll.'” So they made “Alone Together,” “Light ‘Em Up,” “Alone Together,” “Phoenix.” And everybody’s like “What the fuck?! You’re working with this guy who fuckin recorded Avril Lavigne and Pink.” Pete was like “Yo, we’re gonna end up on tour with Panic! at the Disco and Twenty Pilots.” And that’s all. And that’s all that matters. And that’s just how the fuckin story goes.
“You okay? That was a huge blow!” He was laughing and smiling and completely astounded at the size of the line I had just blown. My name is Jane and I’m fourteen years old. I’m sitting on Alex’s bed with his iPad on my lap with two more lines waiting for me to bring the rolled up dollar bill to my nose. I briefly looked up at Alex and gave him a little smile to let him know that I was alright but when I did I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My eyes were glossy and the whites were a tint of red which made the blue in the irises stand out even more, my sun-kissed skin turned a ghostly white. Who the hell have I become?
I am no longer the girl that would sit on the swings and squeal with excitement as my dad would give me a hard push. I am no longer the girl who would walk into church on Sunday morning with my great grandfather, hand-in-hand. I am no longer the girl that hides in closet with her sister and pretends that the boxes are rocket ships. I am now the girl that can remember her dad pushing her once on the swings before getting high over at the tennis court. I am now the girl that knows what would happen after church when my great grandfather would help me undress. I am now the girl who knows that every time Ashley and I would pretend we’re space explorers on a different planet it was because she didn’t want me to hear my dad hitting my mom.
As I stared at myself in the mirror and these memories danced in my head and the images played back like some sort of home movie, I became disgusted and angry with who was looking back. I brought my nose to the rolled up dollar bill and I inhaled. Just like that, I felt as though nothing bad had ever touched my life. I am Jane Cowens, I am untouchable.”
—  A book that will never be read
Feysand pickup lines

Feyre: *strolling through Velaris with Rhys*

Rhysand: *mischievous sideways glance* Feyre darling, if I had a dollar for every time I thought of you….

Feyre: *eye roll* oh here we go…

Rhysand: I’d have one dollar….




Rhysand: *chuckles* because you never leave my mind..

Feyre: *slips arm into Rhys’s, with a smile* that was better than some of your others.

Rhysand: *triumphant smile, kisses Feyre on cheek*


ALSO before I go I just wanted to post these pics of these two new dice I got today !!! Man were the shipping costs horrible but it was 10/10 worth it, they’re so pretty

50 Things All Witches Do But Don't Admit
  • 001: forgets which incense scent they bought and just rolls with it
  • 002: buys bath supplies just for the pretty jar
  • 003: misplaces all of their notes
  • 004: forgets what a sigil looks like immediately after using it
  • 005: leaves a candle burning by accident
  • 006: mixes up correspondences
  • 007: has to look up ingredient meanings
  • 008: doubts if their spell worked
  • 009: constantly reorganizes their supplies
  • 010: burns themselves lighting candles
  • 011: leaves spell remnants inside of materials for a week before finally cleaning it up
  • 012: gossips with their tarot deck 24/7
  • 013: gossips with their familiar 24/7
  • 014: gossips with their deity 24/7
  • 015: tries and fails to make their own magically infused bath and facial products
  • 016: forgets what kind of crystals they bought and spends hours on Google figuring it out
  • 017: even if they can't figure it out, just rolls with it
  • 018: stalks the Dollar Tree more than is normal
  • 019: low-key wants to have *real* magic powers
  • 020: leaves random spell stuff (candle stubs, ashes, etc) laying on the altar
  • 021: forgets to throw out the old and moldy food offering for their deity
  • 022: doesn't practice witchcraft daily
  • 023: buys spell ingredients and doesn't end up using them
  • 024: low-key snags orange peels or other dry-able ingredients from family, friends, or garbage cans
  • 025: makes excuses for why they need these things
  • 026: always looking for jars
  • 027: *stares at 20 empty jars on floor* "I still need more jars"
  • 028: laughs when someone says sarcastically yells, "sorcery!" when they pull off an amazing feat.
  • 029: forgets about the full moon until the night of
  • 030: forgets about the new moon until the night of
  • 031: doesn't even know what lunar cycle it is
  • 032: is kinda iffy on the day of the week too
  • 033: tbh, might not even know what month it is
  • 034: casts a spell with no results
  • 035: casts a spell with undesired results
  • 036: uses store-bought instead of natural ingredients
  • 037: plans a ritual and forgets about it
  • 038: forgets steps during a ritual or spell
  • 039: forgets to gather ingredients until halfway through a spell
  • 040: completely messes up a spell and has to start over
  • 041: does magic unintentionally
  • 042: dresses as a witch for a Halloween party
  • 043: forgets they did a spell until they start to see results
  • 044: is still blown away by magic
  • 045: feels overwhelmed by the amount of research
  • 046: does not know everything about their craft
  • 047: has evolved their craft many times
  • 048: completely misses a sabbat or solstice
  • 049: forgets about their solar or lunar water until three days later
  • 050: makes shit up as they go

me, a person who genuinely loves seeing Louis wearing sweatpants, thousand dollar jeans, converse high tops, leather dress shoes, denim jackets, designer hoodies, oversized sweaters, formfitting suits, beanies, hundred dollar baseball caps, adidas, gucci, and everything in between: *always winning*

Crème de la Crème: 30


“What’s this all about, August?” I asked as I got more comfortable in his leather seats

He switched lanes and looked over at me “Your birthday is during the trip, I wanted to make sure we got to hang out before we go.” He said

“We have like two weeks before the trip, boo.” I reminded

“I’m sorry, love.” He smiled at me apologetically “I’m not trying to say that you’re not important but I pissed off a really important person in my life and I got a lot of making up to do, so my schedule looking kind of tight.” He said

I rolled my eyes. August was as single as a dollar bill, so I’m not sure who in his life could be so important that they’re taking up so much time.

It was probably a family member and it that case I couldn’t be upset because, in reality, I would be spending my actually birthday with him.

“I don’t see why you need to take me home, though.” I said

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