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thatwhitebitch:

I grabbed a banana at 7-11 this morning (not a euphamism) and the nice woman who rang me up goes, “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“Can I ask you what kind of perfume you’re wearing?” She was very hesitant about asking me this question.

“Yeah, it’s Stella by Stella McCartney.”

“Ohhhh, okay….

Little Things.

j-j-k:

It’s the little things which make me smile; like the first day of the year that’s sunny enough to warrant sun glasses, like sitting outside of the pub with friends and Pimms, like completing essays the right side of 4am, like receiving a compliment when you’re least expecting it, like a good night’s sleep with the anticipation that tomorrow will be a good day too. 

<p>Aww, I better get my virtual licks in before you decide to skip off to bed :P oh sheesh, getting doe is all you know right? (not literally) But all I did was relaxed and went to the park, my body was super sore though</p>
Anonymous

lol well right now it is and school ofcourse , & sounds productivee 

MARCH 09: Video: MSTRKRFT - Bounce

infinityplusone:

Another great track on Infinity +1 is “Bounce” by MSTRKRFT feat. reggaeton don N.O.R.E. Click here to view!

slightlymoving:

I’m not sure I’ve written here before about Life in the Fast Lane.

But I should have.

Such a great resource for junior doctors. And not so junior doctors as well.

Tonight, while on night shift, I’ve been reading a post about the 6 true emergencies, which is gold for new docs. Of course we…

…we have a black president and you do not, so shut up, because you don’t know shit about where I’m from that you didn’t get from your TV…
LCD Soundsystem really should rename themselves “Chicken Soup for the North American traveling abroad” (via middlesavagery)
MAN IN BLACK

12-1gibi:

“Yekpare” is a storyteller which narrates the 8500 year story of Istanbul. The story embraces symbols from Pagans to Roman Empire, from Byzantine Empire to Latin Empire, and finally from Ottoman Empire to Istanbul at the present day.

Haydarpaşa Train Station, with its brilliant gothic architectural forms, is the building on which the story is projected. The connection between middle east to west has been provided by Istanbul and Haydarpaşa since 1906. In the 50’s it served as a door for millions of internal emigrants who have triggered the chaos in Istanbul’s dialectical daily life scenes.The project’s conceptual, political and geographical positioning, the location’s depth of field and the fact that the entire show can be watched from Kadıköy coast; make “Yekpare” a dramatic presentation.

The first day of the performance also marks the 47th deathday of Nazım Hikmet Ran, the famous Turkish poet. We started out with a quote from his epic novel, “Human Landscapes from My Country”: “At Haydarpaşa Train Station, in the spring of 1941, it is three o’clock. Sun, exhaustion and rush lay on the stairs…”

Art Direction & Visuals:
Deniz Kader – Candaş Şişman

Music:
Görkem Şen

Project Management:
Erdem Dilbaz


Technical Advisers: Refik Anadol - Alican Aktürk
Modelling: Gökhan Uzun – Can Dinlenmiş

Special Thanks to: Efor Production, Visio – Vox, Sinevizyon, Yakup Çetinkaya, Gökhan Kurtuluş, Lokman Doğmuş, Baran Gülerşen, Ümit Özdemir, Tolga Dizmen, Murat Durusoy, Ahmet Türkoğlu, Mustafa Nurdoğdu

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And look. I get it. It’s Rolling Stone. They love nothing more than taking a young woman and rendering her basically or literally pantsless — witness Gaga and Anna Paquin (although that was mass-scale nudity at its weirdest) and Gaga again and Britney and the girls of The Hills and Xtina and Britney again and Rosario Dawson and Rose McGowan and Megan Fox and Miranda Kerr and Fergie and Jessica Simpson (bonus! She’s also CLEANING!) and Katy Perry and Jennifer Aniston and that’s just what I found in a ten minute Google search — because why be Rolling Stone when you can be Maxim? It’s not like any of those women are successful or interesting or have any other talents or stories to tell or anything else to offer a reader beyond their bods. I mean, who even knows how to BEGIN to create an attractive or sexy or alluring or intriguing cover of a woman who isn’t as obviously tarted up as possible? That’s as elusive as the Yeti — don’t tell any of the other 142,499 magazines in the world who’ve done otherwise. And CLEARLY the most interesting thing that’s happened to Rihanna in the last several years is how much she’s been SEXTING and how she has a tendency towards pantlessness in her own self-directed hours. And God knows, there’s nothing more appropriate than juxtaposing a CHAIN-MAIL LOIN-PANTY with the headline “How US Soldiers in Afghanistan Murdered Innocent Civilians for Sport.” YES THAT IS VERY TONALLY APPROPRIATE. CHAIN-MAIL LOIN-PANTIES FOR ALL!
I’m sorry, but fucking word. That cover’s ridiculous. (And I have no problem with Rihanna, a lot of her music’s catchy and fun, and she’s free to be as openly sexual as she wants, but c’mon. That cover’s ridiculous.)

Le Médecin: Mais que se passe-t-il? Il rit?

Le Majordome: Oui… sa Diablerie a entièrement retrouvé son allégresse.

Le Médecin: Que leur envoie-t-il? Un nouveau virus? Une guerre mondiale? Une catastrophe naturelle?

Le Majordome: Mieux. Des penseurs.

Éric-Emmanuel Schmitt - “L’école du diable” (via gab35535)