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Oh god, not French.

ANYTHING BUT THE FRENCH.

*whispers* bonjour

*screams*

heislikefireburningthroughtime:

cannibalstarling:

kardigone:

Oh god, not French.

ANYTHING BUT THE FRENCH.

*whispers* bonjour

*screams*

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Daniel Radcliffe's acceptance speech for the Man of the Year Glamour Award, 2013. (x)

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Stephen King being Stephen King

Slow clap it out for Stephen King.

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Lifestyle photographer Grace Chon recently turned the camera on her 10-month-old baby Jasper and their 7-year-old rescue dog Zoey, putting them side-by-side in the some of the most adorable portraits ever.

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Modern day actors pose for 1860’s style tintype photographs. Images taken by photographer Victoria Will at Sundance Film Festival 2014.

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So I guess we’re all caught up on Game of Thrones.

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And I love you too. You get me.

And I love you too. You get me.

Hahaha, I’ll look for one when I’m taking the dog for a walk later. 
I actually completely understand why people like registries and why other couples make one for their wedding. But Seamus and I have been living together for two years now, so all we need for the house at this point is a toaster and a fence. Oh, we also have two broken bowls that need to be replaced. So other than that, we would have absolutely nothing to put on a registry.
(We even went to a store and tried the one day; we just kept walking around aimlessly saying, “We already have that, we already have that too…”) 

Hahaha, I’ll look for one when I’m taking the dog for a walk later. 

I actually completely understand why people like registries and why other couples make one for their wedding. But Seamus and I have been living together for two years now, so all we need for the house at this point is a toaster and a fence. Oh, we also have two broken bowls that need to be replaced. So other than that, we would have absolutely nothing to put on a registry.

(We even went to a store and tried the one day; we just kept walking around aimlessly saying, “We already have that, we already have that too…”) 

Warning: bridal rant

Would you like to know what I’ve been doing for the last seven months?
I’ll tell you what I’ve been doing for the last seven months:
I’ve been making approximately four phone calls a day trying to get information for our wedding venue, menu, invitations, photography, flowers, favours, music, hair/makeup.
We also still need an officiant.
I’ve been putting together a guest list and explaining to people why certain people are/are not invited.
I’ve been shopping for my wedding dress, bridesmaid dresses, groom/groomsmen suits, wedding party gifts, mother/father gifts, shoes, jewelry.
I’ve been planning a bridal shower, helping to plan a stag and doe, and answering questions for a bachelor/bachelorette party. 
Now would you like to know what I don’t have time to do? 
I DON’T HAVE TIME TO GO TO A STORE AND PICK OUT MY OWN WEDDING GIFTS.
No. I will not do it. 
Seamus and I have already said that we don’t need gifts; we just want people to come and celebrate this exciting time with us. 
If you still choose to bring us a gift, that’s fine. We appreciate the sentiment. But I WILL NOT pick it out for you. 
Ugh. I can’t believe I’m even talking about wedding gifts publicly. It makes me so uncomfortable. And that’s another reason why I refuse to pick out my own gifts: because it’s RUDE AND PRESUMPTUOUS. 
Please forgive my bridal rant. Have a nice day.
humansofnewyork:

"One day a crazy looking homeless guy came to the door, and we were about to close the door on him, but my mother saw him and shouted: ‘Hey Eugene!’ She knew his name! Then she ran around the kitchen putting all sorts of food into tupperware, and brought it out to him. After he left, we asked my mom why she gave him so much food. She told us: ‘You never know how Jesus is going to look when he shows up.’ She was always saying that— it was a spiritual thing. Then you know what happened? Two months later, that same man showed up on the door step, clean shaven, and wearing a suit. And he had an envelope with money for my mother. ‘Ms. Rosa always believed in me,’ he said. I’ll never forget it! Eugene was his name."

humansofnewyork:

"One day a crazy looking homeless guy came to the door, and we were about to close the door on him, but my mother saw him and shouted: ‘Hey Eugene!’ She knew his name! Then she ran around the kitchen putting all sorts of food into tupperware, and brought it out to him. After he left, we asked my mom why she gave him so much food. She told us: ‘You never know how Jesus is going to look when he shows up.’ She was always saying that— it was a spiritual thing. Then you know what happened? Two months later, that same man showed up on the door step, clean shaven, and wearing a suit. And he had an envelope with money for my mother. ‘Ms. Rosa always believed in me,’ he said. I’ll never forget it! Eugene was his name."

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Shred it, grate it, or melt it — and do it all like a champ.

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Anonymous asked: Are you still talking about your special snowflake disease, and how you can't go for a walk because of "muh genetics"? Stop making these sad excuses. You're a 30 something year old boy living with his parents. Go enter the real world and lose some weight, and stop campaigning for an unrecognized and unreal "illness".

wilwheaton:

thefrogman:

Actually, there is a special snowflake disease. Myasthenia gravis is called “snowflake disease” because it affects those afflicted so differently. 

But I don’t have that. 

If you are speaking of Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, I will admit there is not a strong diagnostic test that can prove I have it. But, much like gravity, it can be proven to exist through observation.

You drop a pencil and it falls to the floor.

Doctors test my blood and find a retrovirus that is very common in people with CFS.

You go in one of those spinny things at the fair, you stick to the wall.

Doctors evaluate my symptoms, rule out all other possibilities, and diagnose me. 

I am 32.

I do live with my parents. They are pretty neat. 

I went to the real world last night! I even took pictures!

I am glad I did that, but right now I feel quite miserable. It’s very distressing, I’m in a lot of pain, I cried a bunch because the hangover fatigue was so intense, and I haven’t been able to move most of the day. Which is maybe why I don’t go to the real world all that often. FUN!

I lost about 20 pounds, but for some reason I can’t seem to lose anymore. My weight is an issue I have tried to address for a very long time. It’s hard for healthy folks to lose weight. Would logic not dictate it would be a great deal harder for people with debilitating fake illnesses?

Also, ~50% of my problem is narcolepsy. Which does have a definitive diagnostic test. The treatment is usually stimulants, but in my case the side effects were much worse than the benefits. So even if you think the CFS is a magical concoction of my brain… I have a whole ‘nother crappy disease that makes it totally legit for me to make excuses.

Though… it would be nice if you didn’t throw CFS under the bus like that. It affects millions of people and it sucks plenty on its own. Not just fat folks like me. Skinny people. Old people. Young people. It really doesn’t care. Yet there are a legion of doubtful blatherskites like you who seem intent on adding another layer of suck to this already sucky illness.

Every recognized medical institution says you are wrong.

But hey, gravity is just a theory, right?

The Frogman takes these incredibly cruel and anonymous comments in stride, and addresses them with a grace and dignity that they don’t deserve.

I will add that, as I’ve said before in a video that is currently viral: when someone is cruel like this anonymous person is, it has nothing to do with the person they’re being cruel to, and everything to do with how bad they feel about themselves.

So, anonymous person who decided to be cruel to The Frogman: I hope that you’ll see this, and I hope that you’ll realize that the person you were so cruel to is a human being just like we are, and that he is doing everything he can to find joy in his life. He’s making things that make a lot of people happy (including me), and he’s doing the best that he can.

I don’t know why you decided to spend a little bit of your day being cruel to him, and I don’t know why you thought that being cruel was a really great way to spend that time, but I sincerely hope that whatever is making you so unhappy in your own life, and whatever is making you feel like attacking and trying to hurt another human being is going to make you feel better about yourself actually *does get better*.

I know that you can do something awesome, and I know that you can put something wonderful into the world. I’m so sorry that the people in you life can’t or won’t see that, but trying to hurt other people who are vulnerable won’t make the people whose approval you need suddenly treat you better.

Please, anonymous, try to be the person you want other people to be, and instead of attacking and trying to hurt someone who hasn’t done anything to you, maybe try to be kind to people online and elsewhere.

We attract to ourselves what we put into the world, and though it seems like someone is hurting you and making you feel bad, when you are kind and awesome, you’ll draw people toward you who will make you feel good about yourself, I promise.