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I may have already posted this before but I don’t care.
Her comment: I’m kinda jealous that you’ll be going where I wish I could be.
Wait, why would you want to go to Niceville? Oooh I get it. Because my best friend who you fed some voodoo love potion to and who subsequently impregnated you only for you to cheat on him a couple months later (after the baby had miscaraiged) lives there! Well. Sucks not to live in Niceville, Florida.
I should not make tumblr posts under the influence or while writing stressful papers on foreign policy strategies in Afghanistan. No sir.
It took me forty pages of pretty dense prose to explain why China’s massive dollar holdings do not translate into increased foreign policy leverage.
Over the weekend, Saturday Night Live’s cold open managed to summarize the subtleties of the Sino-American economic relationship in under seven minutes.
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I may have already posted this before but I don’t care.
Gratuitous-picture-of-you-and-half-of-your-roommate-Sunday-evening.
It was kinda dissapointing but hopefully there will be better ones in the future.
JGL’s monologue/dance from last night’s episode of SNL, in case you missed it or want to relive the adorableness. (via sade)
It’s like Joseph Gordon-Levitt knew that one of my Husband Requirements is “knows how to prat fall”. It’s the most dreamboat thing you can do.
I’m reading Gilda Radner’s It’s Always Something.
Gene Wilder was probably the most ideal and romantic husband you’ve never met.
This is too much.
