Complete Fleeting Obsessions

Writing and obsessively following tv shows and movies and Tarantino!
thefluffingtonpost:

Local Dog Is Unimpressed With Wine Selection
Einar, a 3-year-old French Bulldog who recently moved from Norway to Brooklyn, NY, has so far been unimpressed with the wine selection at local restaurants.
"He heard New York was a foodie town," said friend Kilian Meyer. "He was excited to sample the local fare."
But so far, said Meyer, the dog hasn’t been thrilled by what he’s found. 
"The food has been to his liking, I think," he said, "but the wine pairings have been awful. I mean, yesterday he ordered a can of beef and peas Pedigree and the sommelier paired it with a Riesling. Seriously? Everyone knows you need a full-bodied red for that."
Via einarthefrenchie.

thefluffingtonpost:

Local Dog Is Unimpressed With Wine Selection

Einar, a 3-year-old French Bulldog who recently moved from Norway to Brooklyn, NY, has so far been unimpressed with the wine selection at local restaurants.

"He heard New York was a foodie town," said friend Kilian Meyer. "He was excited to sample the local fare."

But so far, said Meyer, the dog hasn’t been thrilled by what he’s found. 

"The food has been to his liking, I think," he said, "but the wine pairings have been awful. I mean, yesterday he ordered a can of beef and peas Pedigree and the sommelier paired it with a Riesling. Seriously? Everyone knows you need a full-bodied red for that."

Via einarthefrenchie.

girlvswhale:

#life #fuck me

girlvswhale:

#life #fuck me

(Source: yumjuice)

dommifox:

They’re gonna eat all the chickens…

dommifox:

They’re gonna eat all the chickens…

(via damn-apathetic)

mightfallin:

whirrring:

thetiredgames:

Dachshund U.N.

For three weekends, 47 Dachshunds, more commonly known as Sausage Dogs, will attempt to solve the world’s Human Rights issues.”

this was so fucking important

"And they still accomplished more than the actual U.N."

(via damn-apathetic)

yeahwriters:

ifreakinlovebooks:

No shit

Hahahahahahaha

(Source: tolkienism)

When you’re a ‘grown up’ - the Easter bunny can come at anytime! #chocolate

When you’re a ‘grown up’ - the Easter bunny can come at anytime! #chocolate

adbusters:

I woke up unusually early today—5am—and, instinctively, like a true slave to devices, immediately lunged for my MacBook.  However, I decided to lend my senses to early morning stimuli instead.

Initially, the early morning is still; it assumes a certain reverence. Life stirs slowly, almost reluctantly; sleep is willed into exile. Soon, sounds shatter the hush of morning. A loud, rowdy motorcycle slices through the silence, echoing across city blocks like a long, angry growl. Voices ascend to the sixth floor weakened to a whisper; from an apartment above, a burst of laughter cascades the balcony and falls as mere chuckles. In stark contrast are shrill, sharp chirps of a thousand swallows.  A streak of orange-colored light declares the coming of the sun; the increasing incandescence thrills me; I feel a sentiment of delight …
—Fritzroy Austin Sterling

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adbusters:

I woke up unusually early today—5am—and, instinctively, like a true slave to devices, immediately lunged for my MacBook. However, I decided to lend my senses to early morning stimuli instead.

Initially, the early morning is still; it assumes a certain reverence. Life stirs slowly, almost reluctantly; sleep is willed into exile. Soon, sounds shatter the hush of morning. A loud, rowdy motorcycle slices through the silence, echoing across city blocks like a long, angry growl. Voices ascend to the sixth floor weakened to a whisper; from an apartment above, a burst of laughter cascades the balcony and falls as mere chuckles. In stark contrast are shrill, sharp chirps of a thousand swallows. A streak of orange-colored light declares the coming of the sun; the increasing incandescence thrills me; I feel a sentiment of delight …
—Fritzroy Austin Sterling

http://ift.tt/1eS4wWo http://ift.tt/1teqlJb

High school reunions

I just agreed to go to my twenty year reunion… Twenty fucking years and I said sure why not go and see those cunts… I’m about 80% happy with my life, I’d like a bf and to lose weight but otherwise I’m living the dream! I just don’t give a fuck about their children and houses and husbands! I wonder if they’ve used this twenty years to develop as a human or are they still relying on an existence based on other people or things… Much to ponder and many crunches to do!