The cat forgotten on the moon.

~ Wednesday, April 9 ~
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~ Monday, March 3 ~
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My winter hobbies include:

1) making bacon
2) eating bacon
3) staring at the list of “in-progress” submissions on my submittable account, silently willing them to switch to “accepted”
4) thinking about going outside
5) not going outside
6) instagramming my bacon

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~ Tuesday, February 18 ~
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I’m feeling very strong feelings about the oxford comma this week.

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~ Tuesday, January 28 ~
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This video makes me happy. Maybe it’s partially because I am a sucker for acoustic versions of anything, but I also just think Queen B is a killer vocalist. I know that is kind of an uncool thing, liking a pop star, but I really do.

I have shared this video with a couple of friends, and nearly every time they have told me that I should check out the “better” Florence and the Machine cover.

I think the Florence cover is terrible. I like her/her band sometimes, but the vocals in that particular cover are pretty off-key and not good, if you ask me. I feel like people sometimes instantly reject pop-stars in favor of more ~artsy~ stuff without any real analysis of value. I don’t think an indie artist (is Florence even indie? DOES INDIE EVEN MEAN ANYTHING ANYMORE?!) covering an R&B song is inherently good/cute/of more artistic worth than the original.

I guess what I am trying to say is that I am tired of being made to feel like liking Beyonce makes me less of an artistic/deep human being. Also, I’m tired of people caring so much about being perceived as artistic/deep.

This began as a rant about other people being pretentious, but I think my rant about their pretentiousness might ultimately be kind of pretentious too.

Just ignore me, guys. Listen to this happy song. Or listen to Florence. I don’t care (I care)!

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~ Saturday, January 4 ~
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So, I started watching American Horror Story, and I think it is horrible in a very entertaining way (the first season, at least). The characters sort of just exist to deliver plot points, but the show still managed to make me kind of afraid of The Murder House.

I Netflix-binged a lot of AHS episodes and made soup today. I felt vaguely creeped out the whole time I was cooking. Thinking, like, what if my apartment was an Evil Apartment? What if there was Dark Energy in my carrots? What if my soup was somehow Murder Soup?

Of course, I know that none of those things are really things, but I am impressed with my brain’s ability to internalize ridiculous concepts that Ryan Murphy probably thought of while he was eating a cheeseburger and texting Lea Michele or something. Murder House is stupid, but I can’t forget it. My soup was good and decidedly un-murdery (I think).

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~ Saturday, November 9 ~
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Historically, I have always resented neighbors who play their music loudly enough that I can hear it through the floor. But how can I be mad at a neighbor who seems to have the exact same taste in music as me? A neighbor who has an uncanny ability to play songs that suit my mood perfectly? I am actually kind of thrilled at my neighbor’s rudeness.

My roommates are less amused.

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~ Tuesday, October 1 ~
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I wonder what the kids who take the practice tests I write would think if they knew how many of the questions were written as I listened to/sang along with Mariah Carey’s greatest hits?

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~ Tuesday, August 13 ~
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stetsonusa:

Happy birthday to sharpshooter//badass Annie Oakley!


In 5th grade I had to do a “biographical report” on a historical figure, and I somehow ended up researching Annie Oakley. I was all annoyed about that assignment, probably because it momentarily separated me from my Goosebumps books, but then I used the CARD CATALOG (!) to look stuff up about Annie Oakley and found out that she was 100% badass. I think she has since been a formative influence on my existence, even though I kind of forgot about her for awhile. HBD, Annie.

stetsonusa:

Happy birthday to sharpshooter//badass Annie Oakley!

In 5th grade I had to do a “biographical report” on a historical figure, and I somehow ended up researching Annie Oakley. I was all annoyed about that assignment, probably because it momentarily separated me from my Goosebumps books, but then I used the CARD CATALOG (!) to look stuff up about Annie Oakley and found out that she was 100% badass. I think she has since been a formative influence on my existence, even though I kind of forgot about her for awhile. HBD, Annie.
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~ Wednesday, July 17 ~
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My roommate went on a two week vacation to Columbia and told me to please eat the fresh herbs she keeps in the refrigerator so they don’t go bad.

Suddenly, it seems that all the food I prepare is gourmet quality.

Did you know that tuna salad, just like everything else, is better with freshly chopped thyme and tarragon? Did you know that fresh herbs can give you the (false) notion that you live a life of luxury, if only for a little while? My life is better today because of tarragon. My life is better because of thyme. My kitchen smells like Gordon Ramsay could walk in and berate me at any moment.

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~ Thursday, July 11 ~
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I’ve been watching The Voice.

I’ve been watching The Voice.

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