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The Holy Trinity of Uselessness.

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The Holy Trinity of Uselessness.

Grand Angus meat is exactly the same as the groddy shit on the Quarter Pounder.
So gross.

Grand Angus meat is exactly the same as the groddy shit on the Quarter Pounder.

So gross.

Strange dream

I dreamt I got breast implants against my will and absolutely hated them. Like someone snuck up on me and drugged me and I woke up with massive breasts. Then I was desperate to get them removed ‘cause they were all weird and fake boobs creep me out.

Important musical influences of the 90s

Aqua

S Club 7

Spice Girls

Hanson

B*Witched

Vengaboys

Mr President

Vitamin C (may have been early 2000s)

5ive

Backstreet Boys

Aaron Carter

Steps

Edit: Holy shit, I forgot N*Sync.

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I’M SORRY, BUT YOUR BREAKFAST IS IN ANOTHER CASTLE!

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I’M SORRY, BUT YOUR BREAKFAST IS IN ANOTHER CASTLE!

I'm finding it very hard to make new friends at the tender age of 29.

frangry:

And I don’t mean people to go out and get drunk with, I mean real friends. Ones that you actually care about and respect and have fun with.

I feel that way at the age of 20.

I have noticed a decline of reality programs on Australian television and an increase on countdown shows.

I have noticed a decline of reality programs on Australian television and an increase on countdown shows.

Why I Love Fasting

thatgirlallison:

josephweisenthal:

So, I’m fasting tonight and tomorrow, ostensibly due to the holiday, though I’m not that observant and my pre-fast meal was decidedly non-kosher.

But I really like to fast, and this is a good excuse to do it. If nothing else, others are doing it as well, so that’s cool.

The reason I like to fast, though, is that I think it’s healty. Not because it’s “cleansing,” which is what the hippies think, but because fasting is a good way of replicating pre-modern eating patterns.

Prior to the invention of agriculture, we’d have had a lot more variety in eating intervals. It’s a joke to think that cavemen ate 3-squares, so to speak. Sometimes they’d have a huge feast (after a kill) and then other times they’d totally go for a long time without eating.

The key is that there’d be no consistent rhythm — an idea which is anathema to our highly scheduled lives of regular eating intervals, defined work times, and other rituals (like going to the gym MWF).

Randomness is the only real rhythm of life. Even a healthy heartbeat is more like a jazz drummer than a metronome. Get cool to it.

I’m an awful, awful Jew. I knew Yom Kippur was this weekend, I just had no idea when exactly.  I try to fast every year - and I think considering the amount I ate at Virgils today, I’ll try it again for the next 24 hours.  Wish me luck.

WHY I LOVE NOT HAVING AN ISSUE WITH FOOD:

- i get to eat what i want when i want

- i don’t have to spend time writing about it on the internets

- i am normal