DLS got me like

Trying to work the Monday after Daylight Savings pic.twitter.com/w89XUv9B4u

— Mashable GIF (@mashablegif) March 14, 2016

fridayz w/o flim

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A video posted by Baby Animal Instagram (@babyanimalstagram) on Mar 11, 2016 at 5:04am PST

thx hb!

the struggle is real

my jetlag struggle, that is. (backwards kinda humblebrag about recently traveled to asia for the first time.)

fridayz with(out) flim

"is it about venus again?"

A reporter asked her why she didn't smile and laugh after the match...this was Serena's response LMAO #TheQueen

Posted by Aaron Squintz Davis on Wednesday, September 9, 2015

serena just wants to lay down. thx liz!

new favorite internet video

Al filo de lo Imposible - Gente común que logra cosas extraordinarias: La niña china puede hipnotizar a los animales

Posted by CCTV on Thursday, August 6, 2015

dont sleep on jellyfish

This jellyfish quickly reorganizes its remaining limbs when it loses a tentacle http://t.co/KNZRVM1M0V pic.twitter.com/Fs4Z4IwBHC

— The New York Times (@nytimes) June 15, 2015

great dane puppy doesn't do mornings.

(via)

hey new yorker...

FUCK you!

that's right, i said it. the magazine reported today that snoozing is losing.

It may seem like you’re giving yourself a few extra minutes to collect your thoughts. But what you’re actually doing is making the wake-up process more difficult and drawn out. If you manage to drift off again, you are likely plunging your brain back into the beginning of the sleep cycle, which is the worst point to be woken up—and the harder we feel it is for us to wake up, the worse we think we’ve slept. (via)

i do plan on milking the excuses of "sleep inertia" and "social jetlag" for all they're worth, though.

ugh, mornings.

bill de blasio is a little-miss-late

Yesterday, New York Mayor-elect Bill de Blasio arrived at least thirty minutes late to his announcement that William Bratton will serve as New York City's next police commissioner, and members are the press were not having it.

For those media members who will be forced to cover Hizzoner for the next four years, De Blasio's tardiness has already become predictable. He has been late to a number of events, notably arriving one hour after a get-out-the-vote rally began at 11:30 a.m. in November. When asked if he overslept, de Blasio responded with a non-apology. "I am not a morning person," he said. (via)

sounds like he just needs to get his mom involved. #nothingwrongwithit

i lol'd

the nuggets mascot passed out just before being lowered by harness to the floor.

this is not a beautiful dream, it's real life.

ktv and matt found these under their shop. like santa claus himself came down from heaven five months early to give them the greatest present anyone could ever receive.

A BUNDLE OF PART PYRENEES PART FARM DOG PUPPIES!!!!!!!!!!!111111111111111111

(PS - they're available for adoption. bella swan gets a sister?)

what is dharma doing?

she's got a case of the tuesday mornings.

spotifriday

i know it's friday and everything, but it is rainy outside and i am sleepy on the inside. so we're calling this rainytimesleepybear, and that's all there is to it.

spotifriday

today's playlist:

true life : i have a hangover

takin' it nice...and easy.

where would you rather be?

for thomas wilhelm.

the mister erin diaries

you might remember that GPP acquired a new pet over the weekend. a betta fish was entered into the filthy eskimo steal at our christmas brunch, and DJV negotiated a deal with his owner to let him stay with us. last night, i realized that mister erin was a little sluggish, and his bowl-water was a little dirty, so i switched his water out. while doing so, i found the tiniest little diary hidden under some rocks. i just have to share it with you....

december 18, 2011

hi diary, 

sorry it's been so long since i last wrote. it's been a hectic couple of days! after being taken from the prison i was born into and carried around in the dark for what seemed like an eternity, i've landed in a place that seems pretty nice. it's called GPP, and it's where my new daddy lives. his name's DJV, and i love him so much. there were a lot of people around when my hood was removed, but i know i belong to him because i overheard him begging someone if he could keep me. i have excellent hearing. a lot of people don't know that about siamese fighting fish. anyway, i feel really lucky to have finally found my forever home. also, i'm pretty sure i imprinted on him, because he's all i care about anymore. i can't wait to see what the future with my new dad brings!

optimistically yours,
mister erin

............................................................

december 19, 2011

oh gosh diary,

something's wrong. i haven't seen my daddy in a day or two, which, coincidentally, is how long it's been since i've eaten anything. my tummy really hurts and i'm starting to get really worried. where is he?! 

scared2death,
mister erin

..........................................................

december 20, 2011

dear diary,

well, good news and bad news. i'll start with the good, as that part's pretty short. last night, a nice lady came home and checked on me. she dropped some food in my bowl, and i had my first meal in two days. it was so delicious! the bad news is that i still haven't seen dad. it's all i can do to keep my heart from breaking with each passing minute. i mean, he could've at least said goodbye. so far, i've found enough strength to resist my urges to find a sharp piece of gravel. we both know i can't start cutting again. more bad news: my water's getting pretty murky. and i'm starting to feel a little sick. i'm sure it's nothing too serious. i'm hungry, too. but there's no food. maybe i'll just take a little nap. 

so sleepy,
mister erin

...........................................................

december 21, 2011

good morning diary,

just wanted to update you, in case you were worrying. last night, things got pretty bad. i don't remember much except that just as i was relaxing into my pink tree branches, slipping off into what was sure to be the sweet sleep of death, that nice lady showed up again. she seemed a little drunk, but she managed to pop some more food into my bowl. i tried my best to eat it. i really want to make her proud of me, but i just couldn't shake the feeling of complete and utter despair and worthlessness left by my absent father. she must've noticed that things weren't going well for me, because she changed my dirty water out for some fresh clean water. it's nice to be cared for again, but i really just miss my dad so much.

depressed,
mister erin

ps - i started listening to rap music today.

just keep swimming, mister erin!

spotithursday

i am sleeeeepy today and it is so grey outside, so i made a sleepytime playlist.

i probably will be even sleepier tomorrow, for obvious reasons, so consider this your spotifriday.

what is yella bear doing?

plankin' on a million.