snark attack.

it’s that special time of year when you have to get tricky to find a spot in the library with an outlet… happy holidays!

dearoldlove:

i miss the way our hands were the same size.

… either one of them has freakishly large hands or one of them has freakishly small hands.  extremes only, no middle ground.  with hands as small as mine, i can’t conceptualize it.

for future references: more than 2 texts should be an email. especially if you are my boss…

thank god i am kid sized - everything is cheaper in those sections.  made out like a bandit at target.  and bought some mistletoe…  so i can makeout like a bandit with someone?  

happy vow-renewal-day mom and dad!

obviously instead of reading the 5 books i brought home for break, or reforming my whole thesis for one of my final papers (eff you, literary monsters), i watched easy a.  how did i not go see this earlier?!

can someone come fake rock my world now?

some things i am thankful for:

1. my bed being made for me when i got home
2. my fam-bam and friends
3. my high tolerance
4. trivia
5. movies like love, actually
6. 3 turkey dinners in 6 days

i may not be as skinny as i want to be, but i was definitely in the top 5% of the people who went through the full body scanners at the airport today. you’re welcome, tsa guy.

this video looks like price is right and is the corniest/worst/blandest thing i’ve ever seen. and ta, stop staring at me, i’ll be on my phone if i want, there’s 10 of us here…

you have OUTDONE yourself today.

i blame you guys and your crappiest season of my college career for the reason i didn’t get thrown this year, the last year i could be.  i’m not going to be over this for awhile.

i would choose the desk with the best graffiti in the library and not be able to appreciate it because all i want is one that will accommodate my charger and not have it fall out of the outlet ever .25 seconds.  le sigh.