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Star-Gazette, Elmira, New York, March 7, 1913
Lot of DRAGON action these latest Game of Thrones eps.
Incredible: This Man Is Severely Depressed Despite Being Dressed In Head-To-Toe Tommy Bahama
Without a doubt, the most extraordinary person you’ll read about today is Dennis Marino. And it only takes one look at this marvel to see why he is so special: Despite being dressed head to toe in Tommy Bahama apparel, Dennis is severely depressed.
Wow. Dennis is defying the odds in a way we didn’t even know was possible.
Believe it or not, underneath the vibrant, 100-percent silk Hawaiian shirt tailor-made for walking along the beach with a piña colada in hand and your worries thrown to the island breeze, is a man on the edge. If you thought Dennis’ patterned Tommy Bahama shorts, which are totally at home in the surf or on the boardwalk, implied that he’s on top of the world and ready to soak up the sun, the gloomy fog of clinical depression consuming Dennis’ every waking moment might have you picking your jaw up off the floor like we are. Yes, although Dennis’ laid-back getup suggests he’s a professional spreader-of-toes-in-the-sand, somehow the reality is that he’s hardly left his house in months.
How it’s possible that the only cocktail that someone wearing a tan Tommy Bahama fedora, which is essentially a passport to a world of summer fun, has been tossing back is a mix of prescription psychotropics and SSRIs, we’ll never understand.
The empty bottles of rum back at Dennis’ duplex may lead you to think he’s a fun-loving Carnival Cruise regular, but the rest of his home would prove you wrong: The blinds are closed, the lights are off, and he’s often cradling a framed photo of himself with a woman and child who are no longer in his life. Wherever the polar opposite of Margaritaville is, a Tommy Bahama-clad Dennis lives there, alone, and that’s incredible.
Well, you don’t see this kind of thing every day. Honestly, we’re still trying to wrap our heads around how his outfit screams “aloha!” while his face only screams “help.” Consider our minds blown, Dennis!
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I watched a couple get hit by a truck tonight. I tried to stabilized the main victim as he bled, calm the girlfriend, and kept the driver there as I called 911. They arrived fast: the hit entered an ambulance, and the driver, a cop car. I'm going to withhold the details.
disturbing as fuck
H E Y B R O T H E R
Hehehehehehehe
I went on what I'm not sure was a date or a hangout. Both maybe. I cooked dinner for someone I've had a crush on for a year and a half, we drank wine, ate dinner, and she introduced me to Brooklyn 99 until five thirty in the morning, all while I massaged her feet and legs. She slept on the couch, me in my bed, and I woke up surprisingly early. Nerves, likely. Up before Alison, so I watched an episode of Legion, she woke, and I cooked breakfast. We hung out the rest of today, more massages, she took a bath (solo), and then I cooked dinner again. She's going though a rough breakup, which I've had plenty of, and I want to help. Maybe that's my issue, I want to help, and I'm a fantastic rebound; we didn't do anything, and that was actually kind of refreshing. Of course, I'd have loved to, you know? We're too people that are going though stuff; my last relationship was no where near as long or intense, and my last few weren't either, but I want to help, to be a friend, hell I don't even really want to be a lover, but I'm super aware of how much like...Sadness there is, and shit, I'll feel incredibly accomplished if I can give someone a glimpse of happiness. As she left, she said she had a good time, asked for my number (since internet, you know), and that she thought this weekend was very necessary. She's having a hard time with this breakup, and I just want to help. Ha, I dunno. If I can bring happiness to anyone's life, I absolutely will, given the opportunity.
I'm already bad at keeping this up
But I got a free lunch today and brought my broken computer into the windows store today. They never saw a hard drive fail on a surface book, and it's still under warranty so they were going to replace it. BUT They didn't have any of my model in, so they gave me an upgraded one! Hello, 2400$ laptop
Oakland Tribune, California, July 30, 1922
(Geraldine answered questions and gave advice to readers of the Oakland Tribune.)
Boston Post, Massachusetts, March 26, 1921
Detroit Free Press, Michigan, August 11, 1906
Eyyy, my post didn't do that thing. Oh well
this is the 2016 apology post. reblog in 45 seconds and 2016 will apologize to you in the form of money.
not risking it.
Not even scrolling past it
Words are words, but cash in is action
A twelve hour work day went by pretty quickly, and one of my work friends let me borrow her copper anxiety thing that you spin, since she heard I was having a hard time. I ended up buying one, and that was just...A really nice thing for her to do. B hates her, but I guess she doesn't really like anyone.