I just realized
that there will be a sizable Tumblr population at our NYE party tonight.
We still have so much to do today
to prepare for the party and it’s going to be a bajillion degrees today and I only slept maybe 3 hours. Dear party guests, if you find me face-down in the chips and salsa weeping quietly, just avert your eyes and cover me with a napkin.
It’s actually very good for a man to have unprotected sex as long as he doesn’t...– Cage fighter and ‘glamour’ model Jordan’s husband, Alex Reid. Don’t eat at their house. Power Balance bracelet | David Beckham, Kate Middleton & de Niro (via isay) I imagine when you’re in a relationship with Katie “Jordan” Price, condoms are the least of your concerns. Glad...
I took half a Stilnox (same as Ambien, I think), attempted to post a bunch of rambling nonsense on here but kept hitting the “undo” button - god bless you iPad keyboard - and then passed out while playing Angry Birds. Ross came to bed after sleeping on the couch for half the night and found me asleep with both of our iPads on my chest.
about to post this big long manifesto about other people’s dogs and I fell asleep in the middle of it and when I woke up I had no idea what was going on and I thought I was looking up recipes. And now I was just dreaming about going to the butcher. Maybe I should sleep now.
Dear Coke Talk: On dueling christmases. →
dearcoketalk: Last minute Christmas conundrum, so if you manage to answer this in time, you’ll be my personal Jesus this year. Like a lot of American twentysomethings, I have a nontraditional family. I have my mom and my stepdad on one hand, and then I have my best friend and her parents who let me live… Do what I did. Flee the country.
I can't wait
until I can get my Mom to spend Xmas and New Year here. It will blow her mind. All we do is drink, eat and talk shite. My mom is an Australian at heart, just like me.
MAD: Celery and Orange Stuffed Hearts Recipe →
madmeals: 2 lambs. hearts 1 onion, sliced 1 celery stick, chopped 15 g (½ oz) butter 150 ml (¼ pint) beef stock STUFFING: 50 g (2 oz) fresh white breadcrumbs ½ celery stick, finely chopped grated rind of ½ orange ½ teaspoon dried thyme salt and pepper little beaten egg Remove the fat from the hearts, rinse… Dinner, or surgery?
MELBOURNE’S long-awaited sun will do battle with tropical storms throughout the...– Melburnians warned to batten down hatches Bugger. (via isay) Add in the locust plague and the mosquitos the size of hummingbirds and I am totally loving my new rooftop terrace!
Anonymous asked: boobs please?
Oh My Darlin': Today I browsed a “news” piece... →
clembastow: Today I browsed a “news” piece about Miranda Kerr and Orlando Bloom, in which she spouted her usual wisdom about her charmed life, including the “profound love” she will no doubt share for her impending child. If you’ve not kept up to date on all things Kerr (I still read the celeb news…
FRANK SINATRA, holding a glass of bourbon in one hand and a cigarette in the...– So begins a profile of one of Hollywood’s best known drinkers by one of America’s best known profile writers, Gay Talese. When it ran in Esquire magazine in 1966, it helped launch a new form of nonfiction writing that did to plain old journalism what fermentation did to plain old barley. Sinatra...
Warnie and Liz, sitting in a tree... →
Getting my morning dose of gossip…And it’s all over the news today. I kind of love Liz Hurley, always have, ever since the safety-pin dress days. Shane Warne, on the other hand? Ugh. Cashed-up bogan. And I don’t follow cricket (or any sport, for that matter), so blah blah best spin-bowler in the history of the sport blah blah who cares. Now watch Australia flip it’s shit...
DESCRIBE YOUR LAST SEXUAL EXPERIENCE USING A FILM...
claviusrobinsky: altleftarrow: mybluedoor: thatguyles: swayingdawn: reactorboy: notthatkindagay: sam-pop: Bounce. Toy Story. The Perfect Storm. Are We There Yet? Alone In The Dark My Left Foot The Favor, the Watch, and the Really Big Fish. Memento Cheaper by the Dozen
In which I write a post on the Internet in order...
Yeah, I know. I haven’t been around much. I haven’t been on Twitter at all for a while. Apparently, people have been asking my boyfriend if I was still alive. Smart move, guys, asking the one person I annoy on a daily basis and who would be the likeliest suspect in my demise. I should give you all my mom’s email. Hell, she probably thinks I’m dead, too. Anyhoo, we still...
To all the (usually English) expats here who hold...
Isn’t once a year bad enough, you sick fucks?
Ross and I have never had a Xmas tree.*
Or decorations. Why should we? His mum decorates their house and puts up a tree and that’s where we spend Xmas Eve/Day/Boxing Day. We’re never home in December, and when we are, we’re usually drunk. The world does not need more drunken Xmas tree injuries. Anyway, it’s summer here, so that means I get to ignore everything about Xmas aside from buying a few gifts. And...