Hypothetically what Michelangelo would look like if he stole the ironman suit. God I had exam revision. Thank god for @Catgnaw’s #catwang #lego #procrastination

Hypothetically what Michelangelo would look like if he stole the ironman suit. God I had exam revision. Thank god for @Catgnaw’s #catwang #lego #procrastination

Screwed!!

Wow, bad break ups make for a really bad frame of mind for exam revision.

A good start to the week. Pretty proud of myself. Homemade English muffins and hollandaise sauce. I will be the breakfast king some day #homemadebreakfast #someday #whyarepoachedeggssotricky?

A good start to the week. Pretty proud of myself. Homemade English muffins and hollandaise sauce. I will be the breakfast king some day #homemadebreakfast #someday #whyarepoachedeggssotricky?

Classic Colbert.

(Source: drunkonstephen)

collegehumor:

Google Maps Win 
This is what pops up when you Google Map search “chill bros.”

collegehumor:

Google Maps Win

This is what pops up when you Google Map search “chill bros.”

(Source: memebase.cheezburger.com)

collegehumor:

The Grumpy Cat Doesn’t Like Your Tickles
It’s like you’re not even trying.

Cats, cats, cats

collegehumor:

The Grumpy Cat Doesn’t Like Your Tickles

It’s like you’re not even trying.

Cats, cats, cats

(Source: reddit.com)

0.25% of what makes the world go round

I love how it’s our natural reaction to unquestionably love puppies and kittens, and our second reaction is to care what people think.

My eyes need a hug after Vegas

Vegas, obviously, holds enough entertainment for any earthling to remain giddy until their money runs out. But were you also aware of the hidden dilemma’s that confront you as you walk, over-sized cocktail in hand, from walk-way to walk-way over the infamous ‘Strip’. Just like any city Vegas has a fair number of homeless people. It does however have an ample number of people willing to put in a hard days work; there are people selling there Rap CD’s, people dancing and then there are the people to don bad Halloween costumes and wait for drunk people to pay to take pictures with them. “Yes I can see you’re Iron-man, but I can also see you beer belly sticking out”. But the next two groups appeared on the same walk way, meer meters from each other. One an Accordion player, clearly put in years of practice and sweating out his passion. The other a middle-aged women sitting beside, probably, her daughter and holding a cat dressed in a tank top and shades in her lap. Firstly, I was annoyed. Annoyed at the laziness of this women. I think it was this annoyance that stopped me even to the fine gentlemen playing the instrument he loves so much (assumption). But after I passed them both I starting thinking “God that according is annoying … That cat did look pretty bad-ass”. Shame my judgment had been clouded. But clearly i didn’t have time to back track to distribute my spare change; there was a midget Mr T further down the bridge.

"Knowing me, knowing you (ah-haa)"

So the first insight to my soul is as follows;

I like walking through tunnels when trains pass over-head; I’m not sure why.  But I do not like walking between two posts supporting a road side; a higher level of friction is the only thing that distingishes it from a Guillotine.

Do you feel you know me yet?

Got to start somewhere.

The way I see it is that I need to start with a customery declaration that I am doing this for myself.  I have yet to find a format for venting where I don’t even lie to myself.  If the science of Family Guy has taught me anything, which it has successfully accomplished on many occassions, is that suppressed thoughts cause tumors. FACT!!

I will treat this as an experiment.  Maybe no one should read this; maybe it’ll be like seeing how David Blaine did his levitation trick by balancing on the foot away from the crowd.  But lets see if I can tell this text box more than I tell my closest friends.