Borderlands, music, Disney, my fiance, Dead Space, Tim & Eric,
my kitties, Skyrim, Arby's, and cute, tiny animals.
I reblog anything dealing with cats, Ryan Gosling, weed, girly stuff, video games, food, and anything else I find amusing, interesting, or deep.
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This weekend was my friend’s bachelorette party, and we took a pole dancing class! It was super fun, but I’m sooooo sore. As you can tell from my form, it was my first time, but I would love to take actual classes sometime.
What is it about accents that’s so sexy? A customer I helped out today was from Australia and… oh god. Like, if a guy has an accent, he’s likely to be 10 times more attractive.
So the college I went away to freshman year posted a ton of pictures of the class of 2013’s first day on campus and I found one of me, my aunt and uncle, and my ex. Going through all those pictures made me tear up a little bit. That one year was one of the best times of my life. I met so many amazing people and made tons of great friends. It was almost like we were a family, and I really miss seeing everyone every single day. We did everything together, and hung out 24/7. I’ve made more memories that year than I have my entire life. One of my major regrets was dropping out of college after my freshman year; not because I never continued my education, but because I lost my “family.”
Even though I visited occasionally, it still wasn’t the same. Everyone got closer, moved on, and grew older together. I miss that bond… I miss my friends.
You can’t really tell, but I got an awesome new necklace. It’s a Celtic knot with a wolf’s head, and it comes with these little pads you can infuse with oils to stick inside. AND it was only $15.
You know you’re getting close to your future in-laws when you eat a homemade Valentine’s Day dinner with them, and prison rape is one of the many topics of discussion.
4:40am and I’m not the least bit tired. This is awesome. Playing rummy to 1000 with Andrew because we have nothing better to do.
If Ryan Gosling and I ever had kids, they would be the most perfect blonde haired, blue eyed children.
A girl can dream, can’t she?
Panthers are definitely my favorite big cat.
But I like house cats more, so that makes them my second favorite animal.
Followed by wolves in third.
I just realized how lame of a post this is. Oh well. I’m bored and waiting for the shower and have nothing better to do than think about cats.
The first couple of episodes were a little slow, but I was hooked by the end.
It seems like every post of a “hot” guy is a 16-18 year old punk/hipster kid who probably doesn’t have any body hair.
I was feeling extra sassy today.
I need a hair cut terribly. It’s almost been a year and a half since I’ve had one (Taken with Instagram)