Dreams & False Alarms

allcreatures:

Baby lemur

For Daphne!

marielk:

there are exactly 12 of these. there is also an audio recording via el sam’s camera in her purse.

Oh, Friday night! You were so much fun. How did I not lose anything? How did we manage to look relatively sober in this picture?

hipsterrunoff:

Photos via sorryimissedurparty

Sometimes I wonder how many more opportunities I will have to chill hard with my bros. It seems like something inside of me ‘wants to settle down with a woman…

To assume the lingo: kinda “relevant,” in a Truman Show sense if nothing else.

-A Craigslist post that reminds me that I am too damn old for everything in Bushwick but Roberta’s. Via Curbed. (via leilacohan)

Can we be positive that these are not the people from True Life: I’m Polyamorous?

“Canadian Boy” — Famous feat. Andreena Mill

Is this a Canadian remix of “American Boy”? Yes. Yes it is. I recommend listening to the whole thing, because if you don’t, you will miss “Famous” just going “eh! eh! eh! eh!” at the end.

(via)

sunplusnightplusjess:

El Sam and I had a totally horrific experience at Sephora yesterday (I was attempting to take a crash course in makeup before the wedding…)

Obviously this was a disaster and I will almost certainly return all the things I bought in a panic, but one good thing did come out of it!

The incredibly frenetic saleswoman tried REALLY hard to get El Sam to buy this.

Beyond the obvious—pheremones, drawings of guys whose clothes drop off when you open it, the description “combines a girl’s two favorite things: guys and gloss!”—I want to direct your attention to Julio—clearly the classiest of the glosses. Julio is a “hot dad.” He’s holding his kid to prove it. That’s right! for a mere $19, you and Julio can finally be together. You can see him drop trou’ whenever you want, all while he’s holding another woman’s child. Perfection!

My landlord turned on the heat, and now my windows are all misty and fogged-up. This makes me think of that scene in Titanic, except that instead of sexy time, I’m eating soup and wearing a college sweatshirt.

But watching always spurs an endless loop of really embarrassing musical obsessions that last through the week, only to be replaced by something from the next episode. Like, really? I’m going to be listening to “Ride Wit Me” until next Wednesday?

leilacohan:

As much as I loved the cast singing “Ride with Me” on Glee last night and as much as it is KILLING ME to admit this, aren’t those kids probably too young to know that song?

You how some photos reach icon-status within one’s family? My mind’s picture of my parents “before kids” is this one (San Francisco, 1980).

The best reason to visit MySpace since 2004! (Only a little bit related: if I don’t even like “Don’t Stop Believing” when the cast of Glee sings it, I probably never will.)

(# via allcreatures, of course)

The way to my heart is surely a micro pig. That is a normal-sized tea cup.