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Last week was such a longting so I didn’t post much soz but like back in England for a bit init.

I have sun burn already.

Such fun.

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sunbeargirl:

crotchetybushtit:

maatuultulivesi:

does no one realize that robin hood was a terrible role model for young kids? i mean you are stealing from people (illegal) and those people (usually) worked hard to get their wealth. it really demotivates people to succeed when they know they can get something someone else worked for.

is this what rich people worry about lmao

who knew the sheriff of nottingham had a blog

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February is like 4 weeks long right.

In February 2013 I spent in total:

  • 1 week and and 3 days in bed for the whole day
  • 4 days in bed with the exception of going to work
  • 1 week drunk/other bad shit
  • 1 week and a half actually managing to do everything I actually needed to do.

I guess things really aren’t as bad as that at the moment so I should be grateful.

Filed under it doesn't add up because there's a cross over between the drinking/bad shit and stll being a fully functioning member of society as in I actually managed to go to college and work and do work even though I was probably hungover as shit

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I also had a pretty good little saving stash going on.

Then, this week I played a game of treat yo’self.

  • I bought 30 euros worth of wine
  • 15 euros worth of cartomisers
  • 25 euro headphones
  • took myself for a few drinks at the pub for 15 euros.
  • got myself some cookie crumble galaxy for 5 euros.

This is why I never have any money and now with the exchange rate I’m going to have even less like I should not be financially responsible for myself because for the same price as that I could pay someone to do my finances for like a few hours a month.

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England is less than a week away. 

I booked my flight like 2 nights ago.

I haven’t decided what I’m taking.

I’ve literally made 2 sets of plans of things to do whilst I’m there.

My room is a tip and I need to tidy it.

I haven’t organised airport transport.

I am the most unorganised dickhead I’ve ever met.

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I had an auto-repair man once, who, on these intelligence tests, could not possibly have scored more than 80, by my estimate. I always took it for granted that I was far more intelligent than he was. Yet, when anything went wrong with my car I hastened to him with it, watched him anxiously as he explored its vitals, and listened to his pronouncements as though they were divine oracles - and he always fixed my car.
Well, then, suppose my auto-repair man devised questions for an intelligence test. Or suppose a carpenter did, or a farmer, or, indeed, almost anyone but an academician. By every one of those tests, I’d prove myself a moron, and I’d be a moron, too. In a world where I could not use my academic training and my verbal talents but had to do something intricate or hard, working with my hands, I would do poorly. My intelligence, then, is not absolute but is a function of the society I live in and of the fact that a small subsection of that society has managed to foist itself on the rest as an arbiter of such matters.
Consider my auto-repair man, again. He had a habit of telling me jokes whenever he saw me. One time he raised his head from under the automobile hood to say: “Doc, a deaf-and-mute guy went into a hardware store to ask for some nails. He put two fingers together on the counter and made hammering motions with the other hand. The clerk brought him a hammer. He shook his head and pointed to the two fingers he was hammering. The clerk brought him nails. He picked out the sizes he wanted, and left. Well, doc, the next guy who came in was a blind man. He wanted scissors. How do you suppose he asked for them?”
Indulgently, I lifted my right hand and made scissoring motions with my first two fingers. Whereupon my auto-repair man laughed raucously and said, “Why, you dumb jerk, He used his voice and asked for them.” Then he said smugly, “I’ve been trying that on all my customers today.” “Did you catch many?” I asked. “Quite a few,” he said, “but I knew for sure I’d catch you.” “Why is that?” I asked. “Because you’re so goddamned educated, doc, I knew you couldn’t be very smart.”
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I also really don’t understand how a shit load of people are reblogging a picture set from me that didn’t even originate from my blog. Like, how are you all finding it I really really really don’t understand.

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Rant:

Born Slippy and Born Slippy.NUXX are not the fucking same. Like I legit cry tears of anger when anybody miss-titles Born Slippy.NUXX as Born Slippy. It’s not even like Born Slippy.NUXX is Born Slippy with vocals layered over it. They’re not the same song. They’re not even REALLY classified as the same genre.

Do you know how fucking irritating it is when you’re trying to find Born Slippy to listen to and people keep miss-titling it so you end up having to go through endless songs labelled Born Slippy that are actually Born Slippy.NUXX?

DO YOU?

Filed under like I don't fucking see anyone mislabelling infinity 2008 with infinity like fucking just fucking stop it ok

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sulihpoeht replied to your post“I don’t even understand how I have followers sometimes because I’m…”
ur rly dope and also i relate 2 u.
Aww fanx m8 but this was legit just me throwin some thoughts out, nothin too serious. But yes, fanx :’)

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okay so bvasically I’ve had the house to myself all night because everyone went away and I can’t sleep in empty houses but I forgot all of this at first so I was like YH I CAN WINE N DINE MA SELF IN THE WARM TOASTY KITCHEN

FUCK YH I CAN USE MY BASS SPEAKERS

FUCK YH I CAN BE AS LOUD AS I WANT

I CAN PUT NEW BATTERIES IN MY VIBRATOR FFS

FUCK YES THIS IS THE LIFE 

(the neighbours live like 4 fields away or some shit like that)

But now it’s quarter past six I’m still wide awake and I want to murder someone.

I just microwaved some rice.

There was no tomato sauce.

I was like fuck it I’ll use carbonara it’s a bit of a grim combination but ain’t no way I’m trusting myself near a cooker.

I didn’t microwave the basmati rice.

I microwaved the fucking pilu rice.

I ate it anyway.

But my question is… Why?