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I've vastly overblown my role in the cosmos.


Try to set aside a moment or two of the day for introspection. Moments turn to hours, we retreat to the internet for a worldly reprieve, and this, my friend, is how blogs are born.

Some of what I do:

Pensivity
Lucidity

  1. Sometimes I look back on all the shit I pulled in high school and involuntarily cringe.

  2. A couple nights ago I witnessed a wendy’s employee getting blasted by his supervisor forletting an obviously apologetic homeless man buy a sandwich at half price.

    I mean, life is more complicated than letting everyone off easy, but this poor man was so ashamed of his shallow pockets that he was actually headed for the door before the employee offered to cover the difference.

    That seems completely reasonable, to me, at least.

    What doesn’t make sense is how much this nice guy at the register was reprimanded for his actions. He was being battered with all kinds of belittling insults for a simple little act of harmless generosity.

    We live in a fucked up world when a soulless middle manager regurgitating corporate rhetoric is paid more than a decent guy who bought a homeless man lunch.

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  4. robotindisguise:

Red iceberg causes a stir in Greenland
An artist with 780 gallons of red paint, three fire hoses and a 20-member crew at his disposal went to Greenland in search of a blank canvas large enough to accommodate his creative impulse.
The result is a blood-red iceberg now sitting off the country’s western coast.

A testament to man’s arrogance.

    robotindisguise:

    Red iceberg causes a stir in Greenland

    An artist with 780 gallons of red paint, three fire hoses and a 20-member crew at his disposal went to Greenland in search of a blank canvas large enough to accommodate his creative impulse.

    The result is a blood-red iceberg now sitting off the country’s western coast.

    A testament to man’s arrogance.

  5. I just don’t know.

  6. Shopping for my girlfriend alone

    I’m proud to say that I actually successfully bought a dress for my lady while at the mall alone. Without any female input. Except maybe one Urban Outfitters employee. And a gay guy. I guess that counts as two.

  7. paigeallenyummm:

    “this leaves men confused and unable to pigeonhole you. What they are forced to do instead is… take you seriously.”

    Reblog every time

    The message here is that women categorize men in one of one ways: as inherently mysogynistic assholes.

    Congradulations, lady. Real progressive of you.

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  9. I almost died.

    So there I was, skating to college with a smile on my face because life is just a big bowl of fancy cashews when BAM I got hit by a car. It sucked so bad. Take the unparalleled dread of your parents knocking on the door when you’re up to no good and fucktuple that because as soon as I saw this white minivan in my peripheral vision…well I was scared to death. This jackass made a left turn in a ridiculously small pocket of oncoming traffic, swerving right into me as I was crossing a street.

    I turned hard, not reallyknowing what the fuck to do, got knocked to the ground and had my leg wedged in a freaky tire, asphalt, skateboard sandwich. Then I was pulled down the street for what felt like miles (it was 3 feet) while I yelled at the driver to stop the stupid car. The whole time I was being dragged I was horrified that my leg was about to be mangled for good because of this guy. I could see it under the car as I was pushed along the ground, and right before it was about to twist a 180 and get pinned under the wheel, the driver stopped.

    I was actually able to stand afterward. Nothing was broken, but my right side was a bloody mess. The driver came out in tears, and I swear that “sorry” and “doctor” was the only English she knew. After taking me home and not bolting when I went inside to get a pen and paper for swapping info, I decided to let the poor woman go. She seemed like a good person that made a bad mistake. She offered me money and I declined. I don’t even know why!

    I guess I was just happy to have been so goddamn lucky. I was standing after getting hit by a car. After a visit to the hospital, I was deemed healthy in most regards besides some brusing, abrasions, and a sprained ankle.


    I guess all that I have to detract from this unfortunate, but miraculous, experience is that I’m one lucky s.o.b.

  10. rpunity:

 
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  12. I’m actually trying.

    It’s 5:40, and the only bit of bed I’ve had has been from those exhausted flops between furious pacings of the floor. I only hope that this little stunt will be worth it.

  13. imprecise:

Hidemi Nishida

This may be the least energy efficient design I’ve ever seen. Still aesthetically pleasing, at least.

    imprecise:

    Hidemi Nishida

    This may be the least energy efficient design I’ve ever seen. Still aesthetically pleasing, at least.

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deestarvivo:

hedonistica:

holy shit this is actually insane

Wow, give this a read

    deestarvivo:

    hedonistica:

    holy shit this is actually insane

    Wow, give this a read

    (Source: sighdumbb)

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  17. Remember when you left Gotham? Before all this, before Batman? You were gone seven years. Seven years I waited, hoping that you wouldn’t come back. Every year, I took a holiday. I went to Florence, there’s this cafe, on the banks of the Arno. Every fine evening, I’d sit there and order a Fernet Branca. I had this fantasy, that I would look across the tables and I’d see you there, with a wife and maybe a couple of kids. You wouldn’t say anything to me, nor me to you. But we’d both know that you’d made it, that you were happy. I never wanted you to come back to Gotham. I always knew there was nothing here for you, except pain and tragedy. And I wanted something more for you than that. I still do.

    Totally misinterpreted this as a sort of romantic Expectations/Reality scene between Alfred and Bruce

    (Source: paralysedbeaver)

  18. This makes me happy.

  19. "Hate"

    I’m not a religious guy by any measure, but I don’t believe God, Allah, what have you, and the word “hate” belong in the same sentence ie “God hates fags” or “Jesus hates divorce”.

    Hate is a human construct that usually stems from personal inadequacies. To ascribe primitive, pointless feelings like hate to whatever cosmic being you pray to is pretty asinine, imo.

    Just my two cents. Saw a couple of bumper stickers on some guy’s car that got me thinking.

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  21. Online Test

    I knew something was significant about midnight tonight, but I didn’t realize until 11:55 that I had an online test to do. The window would close at 12:01. We were to  start it any time between 2 pm and the dead line, and once we had done so, we would have 4 hours to finish.

    I did that shit in 4 minutes and got 68%. Fail? Win? Feels a bit like both.