A Take Away Show

I could be fine with not posting anything for the rest of the week because of this video. I love it so much.

#91.2 Noah and the Whale - Episode 2
by lablogotheque

How amazing is this photo?

I dig it a lot.

O Hai

Just using my new iPhone. No big.

Man, I am a messy child. Also, this is the biggest picture I've ever posted of myself on here, and it's just so typical that it's of me lookin' homeless. Eeep.

Sure Am.

MORE PUPPIES?!?!

In an effort to keep you updated on all things puppy-related, there's a new live puppy feed. They're Miniature Schnauzers, which, eh, but we can call it the mini-puppy-cam. They're out right now (to lunch?! a nail appointment?! who knows!) but I'm sure they're adorbz, as all things tiny are.

I'm a Jerk

Ummmmmmmmm.... I pretty much can't contain myself. I feel like a little kid this x-mas, because... WhitDizzle is gettin' an iPhone.

What a jerk, right? I totally don't need it and hesitated to even ask for it, but now that I have, I'm more than stoked. Double pumped.

Nerd city, baby. Population: me.

Awwwwwwwwwww

I should really re-name Good Bloggie to "Stuff No One But Me Likes", because man, I love stupid stuff. But this, this is something I think everyone can love. Because it's animals falling asleep. I'll repeat that -- an entire website devoted to cute things falling asleep.

Thanks, internet.

Whoa.

There's no way all these people can fit, right? Wait for it... Wait for it...

Cheetah Lady FTW

Not that I'm sitting at home on a Friday in the internet, cause I'm not, but you guys HAVE to watch this video... It's totally normal that a grown woman would be wearing a cheetah-print onesie and be talking about wanting to live in a "condo-minium", right? Right?

Alt Dog

I don't know how many of you read Hipster Runoff, but if you haven't, you should. It's this (semi) satirical look at "alt" and hipster culture. For those of you who read it, do you find yourself thinking in Crls-speak after you've closed the window? Because I always do and then I get embarassed -- not just because it's ridiculous, but that I could be speaking in any type of internet shorthand.

Anyways, there was a hilarious post up of a previous post about this dog whose owner dresses him up all ridiculous, and this dog, you guys! It's so cute! It thinks it's people!!!

I mean, come on. How insanely adorable is this dog?!

Everyone should probably count themselves lucky that I don't have an animal right now. Because I would totally be doing shit like this.

Sleepy Day

Sorry, I'm not awake enough to think of something to say about this video, but check it out, a bunch of bears, waving!

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OMG

I can't figure out if I love this because it's adorable, or if it's because I'm really hungry.

The Waiting Room

I was waiting for my friend Mark to keep up his blog a little bit more before I plugged it, and he's been kicking ass lately. Mark is my most long-term, enthusiastic reader. He would yell at me when I didn't post anything this summer, seriously. Anyways, he's started his own blog, The Waiting Room (which has to do with his nickname, "Dr. Mark", that he's not sure how he got). So if you're in the mood to read something else today, head on over.

Oh, and this one of the best parts of his blog right now (it's even on the sidebar):

Priorities for Whitney's visit in March
1. Cut Copy concert
2. Salt Lick
3. Texadelphia

The Salt Lick is supposedly this epic BBQ place in BFE, Texas, that we didn't get to last time. Texadelphia is like heaven on earth: amazing cheesesteaks with bbq sauce and sweet cherry peppers, or queso and jalapenos... omg. And! They have $1.50 Lonestars all day long. When we went to ACL, we would hang out in the air conditioning drinking ice cold Lonestars until it was time to see the bands we liked. Amazing. And of course, Cut Copy, who I think I will go down to Austin specifically to see, and then probably see again in Denver because I can.

Things Bears Love

I just love the internet for stuff like this: someone actually took the time to make and post cartoons of things that bears love. The site is awesome, and appropriately titled.

The Mayercraft Carrier (and I'm not joking)

Do you have $25,000 to spare? Do you loooooove John Mayer? Well, you're in luck, because you could ... go on a cruise with him. Well, not just you, tons of other Mayer-lovers too. I mean, because there's nothing better to spend your money on during a recession than cruises with John Mayer.

How Much???

Do you CSU folk remember when Common came to our school? Confession: I had a Monday night management class, and brought a giant Subway cup filled with Sprite and vodka in with me, got drunk during class, and then met my friends at the concert. Surprisingly, that was the only time I was drunk in a class (barring hungover drunk). Anyways, according to this site, which lists the amount a musician or band demands for each performance, he gets $50,000-60,000 for each performance. That's nutty. I guess it really is lucrative to be a famous musician.

If Only

Freshman year, I parked my car overnight on a street right by my dorm. I didn't really use it much, because I lived and ate on campus, so a few days later I went to retrieve it from the street. It wasn't there. Before panic set in, I noticed a sign that said something to the effect of "NO PARKING NIGHTS FROM ELEVENTY A.M. TO BLERGITY A.M. ON DAYS ENDING WITH 'DAY' "... or something to that effect. Really, it was because they swept the street on Wednesday nights and wanted people to move their cars out of the way. So I call my dad up, fuming (my dad is famous for getting me out of tough situations, like being stuck in Palermo, Sicily, and arranging plane tickets out of there with my credit card) and he takes me to the tow place. We get there, and it's this ramshackle trailer, filled with smelly mechanics, at least three children, a blaring television, one slow-moving and very grumpy woman, and about 6 other freshmen. Needless to say, I wasn't about to scale the fence to retrieve my car (though I did think about it), so I paid my 90 bucks to get my car out of hawk. I go around back to get it, and what do I find? Two parking tickets, stuck to my windshield with ice.

So I don't like tow trucks so much, even though I was the idiot that parked my car in a "street-sweeping zone".

And I wish I was this lady:

Facebook, It's Not Me, It's You

Oh, hey Facebook. Good to see you again, kind of. I just wanted to get you alone and, well, maybe you could shut the fuck up a little bit.

Listen, I didn’t get you at first. I thought you were a weird place where I was supposed to join groups that my friends were in, like, “Bonin’ in the Library!” and “I love Frosted Flakes!”. Which I did not and I do not, respectively. Then you added photos, and it pretty much spiraled out of control from there. There are 1,948 photos of me on there, Facebook. I’m not exaggerating, either. This is not my fault. This is yours. Where else can you post 60 pictures of one night and have it be acceptable? You know where. And really, is it necessary? No. The answer is no, it is not.

We’ve really got to talk about this whole “relationship status” thing, too. Cause, honestly, kill me. I’ve been in a platonic Facebook relationship with my (girl)friend Meatball for about two years now. But still, it doesn’t calm the pang of crazy that I get whenever I see that an ex of mine has a new girlfriend. Not at all. So maybe we should all keep it to ourselves, right Facebook?

Oh, and the People You May Know feature? Maybe you should rename it to People From High School That I Will Probably Never Friend Ever. Because I won’t. If I’m not friends with them through the Facebookverse, then we’re probably not aware enough of each other to become fake internet friends.

While I’ve got you here, maybe we could chat about statuses. They’re like AIM away messages from the future, right? Because I guess Dave Matthews quotes still apply to some people. Having things like “FINALZ R HARD” run from my eyes to my brain is difficult for me. People are dicks, Facebook. People are dicks with nothing to say, and giving them a platform on which to say nothing is a bad idea.

I mean, I love you. I really do – quit whimpering, you’ll fry your servers. Listen, I just think it would be nice if I could quit you. But I can’t, Facebook. I just can’t quit you.

This is the truth.

Kevin: finding a job is a lot like how guys hit on girls
you need about 100 prospects to get 1 result

Ah Man...

This is actually really, really sad. Apparently, at the beginning of her pregnancy, Jamie Lynn Spears started gaining weight and wasn't sure why, so she begged her mom to get plastic surgery in order to shed the pounds:

"She didn't know she was pregnant when she filled out the health questionnaire prior to the procedure," a second source reveals. "Her mom approved the injections and went through tons of red tape to get the clinic to administer them to an underage patient."..."Any form of liposuction is dangerous and should not be performed on a pregnant woman," plastic surgeon Dr. Gary Burton tells Star. "It poses serious health risks to the fetus."

Why a mother would let her young daughter get surgery instead of just letting her work it off naturally is beyond me.