In Russia, life fucks you. Also in America.
In Russia, they don’t give a damn about it. So the meteor news coverage there featured a lot of advertisements for glass replacement services.
(Source: drunkonstephen, via rufflesnotdiets)
At some point it occurred to me that if I could sleep with any celebrity, it would be Jon Stewart.
I mean think about it, he has everything: humor, looks, brains, (fame & fortune, if you want to go there)
I’m rereblogging this for the bajillionth time because gracy said the #cheermeup tag sucked, so I had to put my dog there, because I think he’d cheer a lot of people up including gracy, who apparently needs cheering up.
dog pictures ftw. Rena you are the best
it’s sad how much I really wish I had just started another year at Hopkins, things would be so much easier………..omg I can’t believe i said that. but real life is way shittier than college ever could have been/was.
tip: don’t let your happy marriage and stable life trick you into thinking your depression has been conquered. stay on the SSRIs, bro. (I went off mine in favor of ‘as needed’ Xanax, and….I advise you to stay on whatever drugs are working, keep your self-help reading ego out of it.) (stupid, stupid, stupid)
WORST PART: my depression is coming back but my creativity (so far) isn’t.
Jon Stewart: That even beats Jar-Jar Hitler. (jar-jar voice) meesa, meesa takin over Sudetenland.
After Neil tells Jon the globe in the Daily Show opener still turns the wrong way.