This is basically all I want out of life. For a great big dog to sleep all cuddled up with me, that is. Not a child and a pet.
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I have tumblr??
Alright, I have had tumblr for a while now, without really knowing how to use it or what to use it for. I have tried the whole reblogging funny GIFs and memes only thing, but in this household my boyfriend kind of corners the market on that, and also it’s boring. Then I thought I would just get rid of it, or ignore it, but I found myself enjoying other people’s original posts and wanting to join the fun, but not really knowing how. I wanted to create thoughtful posts about my life, opinions, books, things I make, etc, but was a little intimidated by the masses of creative social media types that seemed to put my very ideas to shame.
Anyway, I was being a pussy. It’s just tumblr and who the hell is really reading my “blog” and giving a shit? And also, because I constantly compare myself to others in this way, there isn’t a whole lot going on in my life that is challenging me to think critically or commit myself to anything. I mean, my classes are easy, I don’t do any sort of noble volunteer work, and I spend almost all of my time talking with myself, or somebody who is equally unchallenging, my boyfriend. I don’t do anything that I don’t know for sure I can do and do well.
In other words, I guess I was feeling a little sedentary. I wasn’t really doing anything I could be proud of. Ok, now, this is where tumblr comes in. I concluded that I would take on a project that does not have a definite end: a blog. For everything I post, I will force myself to write something about it. Hopefully pushing me into new writing styles. Now, to many, posting a picture of a dress and explaining why I love it or writing about something funny my boyfriend said or sharing a sewing pattern/instructional isn’t something I should be proud of. But, it’s a pretty huge step from refreshing twitter in one window, while watching 8 seasons of scrubs over and over in another all day, every day.
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You might see a Golden Retriever catching socks. I think it better represents a typical nine hour work day.
(Source: pleatedjeans, via callmedick)
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Rob Delaney: Don't Say Nigger →
Martin Luther King Day was yesterday. Great day for a great man. In addition to having a moral core that was so powerful it was probably hot to the touch, he was also a genius. His speeches and writing reveal a mind that was firing on cylinders in that alleged 90% to which the rest of us don’t…
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yes!
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