Tom Cruise drives his car off a wall

gingerhaze:

These are the face I make when I realize I have to make the decision to pass a bus or hang back and let it riiiiiiide. 

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I just started reading this blog - if you know me and think you have anything in common with me, maybe you should read it too, because maybe you have similar money issues.  It’s just very comforting in a Straight-Talk-Express kind of way (if John McCain was an expert in JUST FINANCE and the money-related issues of 20-something hot messes).  Maybe just go read a bunch of their articles and see what you think. 

This might sound freaky to you, but trust me, it is fantastic and tastes too good to be true.  You will absolutely feel like you’re breaking a law of physics by eating this and not immediately swelling to the size of that blueberry girl in Willy Wonka. 

Repurposed (Totally Weird) Potato Salad

1 container of potato salad made on Sunday (potatoes, olive oil, rice wine vinegar, scallions) (make sure you didn’t cook the potatoes enough, IT’S IMPORTANT)

semi-caramelize however much onion you want: white onion and white part of scallions (because you buy scallions every week, right?  And then have to put them in something?)

GARLIC GOOD LORD PUT THAT IN THERE TOO!

Microwave your taters for two minutes.  Mash them roughly.  Add LITTLE BIT OF BUTTER (because you already have it in the pan with the veggies are you trying to have a heart attack) and milk; mix it up.  Mash them to death.  Take out your aggression.  Leave it be while the veggies finish.  

Microwave a little bit more. Add veggies from pan; top with pepper and little bit of Siracha IF YOU CAN HANDLE IT; garnish with green tops of scallions. 

BAM THIS IS HOW YOU DO IT IN A SINGLE-PERSON LOW-BUDGET HOUSEHOLD.

Sometimes, I am the cause of my own problems.
ME! I wrote this in an email to a friend today. He just replied and I re-read it because I’m hyper-aware of myself and the narrative I’m leaving everywhere I go because of FaceTwitTumblrBook, and realized I found a new way of saying, “I am my own worst enemy.”

I want to get drinks with these two.

This just seems like an appropriate day for this, weather-wise.  

(Source: Spotify)

WHOOOOO dresses you, Nolan???  Except I love your shoes.  But if you were not a billionaire, no way would you get away with that pant/sock/shoe combo.
Also, I stole this from Forever Young Adult, they are great, click through to read their greatness. 

WHOOOOO dresses you, Nolan???  Except I love your shoes.  But if you were not a billionaire, no way would you get away with that pant/sock/shoe combo.

Also, I stole this from Forever Young Adult, they are great, click through to read their greatness. 

BUFFY REWATCH!!! THIS IS A THING!!  click the photo to visit the wizards who started it!

BUFFY REWATCH!!! THIS IS A THING!!  click the photo to visit the wizards who started it!

Pondered while in church.

It seems to me that there is a certain type of person who uses the concept of karma to pass their personal judgement on another person/general group of people without explicitly saying “I’m passing judgement on you.”  This irks the hell out of me. 

Once, I was at a party.  My mother had died of ovarian cancer about a 9 months prior.  I was explaining to a group of friends how a girl I was not overly fond of in college had allegedly had a cancer scare the previous year, and how weird that was to think about this person going through a situation like that.  This acquaintance of mine was standing across from me in this tiny kitchen, when the following phrase fell out of her mouth: 

“Well, she was so mean!  People get cancer when they do bad things.  It’s karma.” 

A) It’s not your job to decide who deserves cancer.

B) Nobody DESERVES cancer. 

C) Shut up.  You don’t know my mom. 

I don’t talk to her very much anymore.