fishingboatproceeds:

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I’m really impressed that I recovered enough to say “Thank you, sir” while urine was running down my leg.

This is the last thing I’ll reblog on the topic. Is a lie.

OHMYGOD THE PRESIDENT IS A NERDFIGHTER I HAVE DECIDED THIS NO BACKSIES HE SAID DFTBA THE END

^Why you should watch the Lizzie Bennet Diaries. 

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John Green. New York Times best-selling author and Printz novelist.

Fuck you, reality.

Instead I have to put on pants.

Jesus.

Removed all the books from from my bookshelf in order to sort them for the move. Now it looks like barnes and nobles vomited on my floor… and I like it. 

Finding good music videos is hard. I have to really feel really engaged in the song while remained really engaged in the video. I have to think it’s “cool” enough to share with my friends. Most importantly, it has to hhave a certain level of “What in the name of all things holy is going on” in order to be a worth-while watch. Out of my top nine, some you’ll have seen a million times, some you’ve never seen in your life, and some you’re still trying to forget. So without further adieu, what may be the weirdest collection of music videos that have my awkward stamp of approval.

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fluorescentadolescent7:

This video amuses me. 

So many people have seen this video that I feel like I should make a semi-public statement about it. So:

When I was 20 or 21 or whenever this was filmed, I was an inveterate liar. (I am still a liar, but I’ve gotten better about not claiming fiction as fact.) The story as I tell it in the video above is true only in the broadest outlines: In real life, the prank was planned by my friends and I had a tiny role in the whole affair. It was a great prank, although not quite as great as I make it out to be in this story, and the true heroes of the prank’s legendary success were the men and women who planned it (not me) and of course the performer herself.

I put myself at the center of the story in this retelling because A. I was 20, and B. there was a girl listening, whose laughter you hear a few times, and I had a huge crush on her and thought she would like me if she believed I was behind this hilarious prank, and C. I’ve always kind of cared more about the quality of a story than accuracy.

On some level, I was probably already in the process of repurposing the actual events for fiction. (Those of you who’ve read Looking for Alaska will no doubt recognize the prank.) But anyway, I am always a little embarrassed to watch this video, not only because I was such a dumb ass, but also because my friends who actually did this are brilliant and hilarious pranksters who deserve acknowledgement. (Of course, I won’t name them, as they are now all successful women and men—doctors and financial planners and whatnot—who no doubt do not wish this particular video to appear amid their google results.)

Also: I WAS SO SKINNY.

Okay. That is all.

too adorable and ironic not to reblog.

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theshcwawuzhere:

Strange Charm: A Song about Quarks

Okay guys, despite all the Amanda Palmer, Radiohead, and “real” “sophisticated” “pretentious” “mind-blowing” and “profound” music I’ve been listening to, this is still my theme song. Dftba, nerdfighteria forever. 

Here’s my unpopular opininin: Liam>Charlie. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Less camera presence-less uploads-less confident-blah, blah, blah. It’s not that I don’t like Charlie, I just think Liam seems more sincere. And he’s scottish. I’m a tad Caledophilic.

In conclusion, Charlie is, like, cool, but Liam is groovy. 

Latin test tomorrow. Avada me now. 

I really like old railroads. 

Also, laughing at Victorian ediquette. 

“Ladies traveling alone should thank gentlement who close or open their windows, coldly but politely.” 

Somehow I think “close or open their windows” is a euphemism for something dirty. 

Oh you Victorians.

I want your shoes. 

Also, I enjoy making faces at friends during pilates. 

I apologize for the randomness. 

DFTBA.