When cats cuddle like puppies it makes housesitting less scary.
BREAKING: Obama administration approves a rule that essentially guarantees universal contraceptive coverage.
This is awesome!
(Source: think-progress, via thecuntmentality)
suck it
There are some things I want to punch. Through the internet. 
They petted me and I accidentally made that sound that said, ‘I am a cat and I belong to you,’ and upon making the sound I felt it to be true.
- Paw Paw
Why do I surf the net and watch movies at the same time? I daresay I’m addicted to the internet.
"Do you really love me? means, Will you accept me in process? Will you embrace what is different about me and applaud my efforts to become? Can I just be human, strong and vibrant some days, weak and frail on others? Will you love me even when I disappoint you?"
(via heoro)
"I kept asking Clarence why our world seemed to be collapsing and things seemed to be getting so shitty. And he’d say, “that’s the way it goes, but don’t forget, it goes the other way too.” That’s the way romance is… Usually, that’s the way it goes, but every once in awhile, it goes the other way too."
Until now I have felt weirdly pressured not to write shitty spastic blog entries on tumblr, not sure why. My last few weeks of Brisbane life have been a big pile of vomit - feels good going down but not so much coming up. I have successfully completed the mission of doing the exact opposite of what I wanted to do in Brisbane. Regardless of how much I feel like I’m literally covered in shit, I’m having a lot of fun. I’ve seen a few cool movies (Melancholia, Wake in Fright, Bridesmaids (not kidding), Paranormal Activity 3 (definitely kidding)), found a sweet secret drinking spot, had great talks with great people, discovered my new favourite drink (pineapple juice + vodka), had delicious food made for me, read books in the park, and got a sweet foot tan. The last one isn’t really fun but it is funny.
Before I came to Brisbane I always wondered what people meant by saying they learned a lot about themselves while travelling. It always sounded too airy and ‘spiritual’ for me to understand, I guess. But you know what? Fuck it, I have learned a lot about myself. I’ve learned that I have a much stronger will power than I thought; that I’m more comfortable not wearing makeup; that I can’t do an Australian accent very well; that I’m a less jealous person now; that I love smoking cigarettes & it’s so much cheaper (and badass) to roll your own; and that I don’t hate spicy foods as much as I thought I did. It’s not much but at least I can come back to Canada with something (other than silly drunk stories and a lousy tan). More importantly, though, I’m having lovely conversations with people. Conversations that are funny and enlightening and help me understand people a bit better. That’s really all that matters I guess.
This little bit at the end here goes out to my friends that have been a big help through me fucking up - Erin thanks for helping me out, Kelsey thanks for being my friend, and Matt thanks for being my constant (Lost reference), love you lots and miss you lots.
I haven’t posted in awhile, so here’s a bunch of pictures of me with food I’ve made!
