Do you think there’s a karaoke bar on this earth that has this song?

Do you think there’s a karaoke bar on this earth with the kind of clientele who would sit through five and a half minutes of me singing this song?

(Source: Spotify)

Tumblr’s employees will also do well. The company’s first 10 employees will receive an average of $6.2 million in cash; the first 30 will receive an average of $3.3 million in cash, and the rest of the 178 employees will each receive $371,000.

—  Drinks on y’all, Patron on ice, and we can pop bottles all night cause Yahoo/Tumblr do whatever they liiiiiike
For the record, (a?) maamoul is just a butter cookie with a fig inside. It makes no sense to offer as an upgrade for your falafel plate for a dollar extra, like a side of fries, but it’s delicious and now I know.

For the record, (a?) maamoul is just a butter cookie with a fig inside. It makes no sense to offer as an upgrade for your falafel plate for a dollar extra, like a side of fries, but it’s delicious and now I know.

Here is what I love:

I love that tonight my train book was so good that I got off at my stop, sat on a bench, and read for 45 minutes in the remaining daylight.

I love the Orthodox fathers and sons who rode by on their bikes with tassles hanging out from their spring jackets. And the clutches of women in orthopedic shoes power walking together with scarved hair discussing someone’s niece’s new car.

I love that while on that bench, I could place a Seamless order to my house for a falafel plate and elect the option for two accompanying pieces of maamoul because I don’t know what maamoul is, and if I don’t learn tonight, then when?

I love that the barbershop on the walk home always has custom women’s dresses displayed on mannequins on the sidewalk. I imagine it’s made by the owner’s son, and that he’s proud, and that he’s supporting the dream even though all of the clientele are older men and nothing ever gets bought.

I love the sense of momentum that comes with a new year and a new lease and a new neighborhood on the tip of my tongue.

I love that I’m in a place in my life where I can afford to be selfish, and work all day doing something I care about and then spend my money on frivolous shit like moisturizing conditioner and new types of socks and maybe a couch.

I love how somehow, lately, everything’s felt immense and within my grasp at the same time. And the strange equilibrium that seems to be settling in my chest the older I get. I can be as good as I want to be and as kind as I want to be and of course I will fuck up and of course it’ll hurt, but at the end of the day you just take the best swings you can and do what the woman you’re hoping to be would do. What your elderly self would do. Unencumbered by whatever pathologies keep you anchored in some idea of who you are. You aren’t anyone but your momentum. You are nothing but the energy spinning the atoms that make up your cells and it’s nuts sometimes to remember what a goddamn miraculous thing it is to have a nice walk on a nice night feeling like the entire world has arms for you.

Taking photos of your weave and headdress when no one’s looking #justpeasantthings

Taking photos of your weave and headdress when no one’s looking #justpeasantthings

housingworksbookstore:

Hey all! Check out the latest episode of our podcast—Listen on Soundcloud and subscribe there or on iTunes to stay updated. We post a new one every two weeks!

This time around the episode includes highlights from events in April and May, including a story from Late Night with Jimmy Fallon blogger Christine Friar at the launch of Adulting, discussions with Relish author-illustrator Lucy Knisley and Our Man in Iraq novelist Robert Perisic, and a story from comedian and Moth StorySLAM host Ophira Eisenberg from the launch of her memoir Screw You: Sleeping My Way to Monogamy. Enjoy!

I told a story about my butt to a room full of people the other week, and now Housing Works is passing the savings on to yooou.

housingworksbookstore:

Hey all! Check out the latest episode of our podcast—Listen on Soundcloud and subscribe there or on iTunes to stay updated. We post a new one every two weeks!

This time around the episode includes highlights from events in April and May, including a story from Late Night with Jimmy Fallon blogger Christine Friar at the launch of Adulting, discussions with Relish author-illustrator Lucy Knisley and Our Man in Iraq novelist Robert Perisic, and a story from comedian and Moth StorySLAM host Ophira Eisenberg from the launch of her memoir Screw You: Sleeping My Way to Monogamy. Enjoy!

I told a story about my butt to a room full of people the other week, and now Housing Works is passing the savings on to yooou.

Pillsbury sent us a gift basket, and I’m a little scandalized by the Dough Boy’s booty.

Pillsbury sent us a gift basket, and I’m a little scandalized by the Dough Boy’s booty.

Somewhere on the planet, someone clicked through for that tutorial, and I would love to peer into their life. Read an essay they’ve written. Peruse the subjects of their emails. See their toothpaste lid.

Somewhere on the planet, someone clicked through for that tutorial, and I would love to peer into their life. Read an essay they’ve written. Peruse the subjects of their emails. See their toothpaste lid.

Rachelle made me a brand new, beautiful layout and I just applied the code and am sitting here drinking in its splendor. Not many people are down to partake in a 7,000-part email thread about the merits of different sans serif fonts and why one feels “too math-y” for me, but this woman is. BLESS AND KEEP HER TALENTED SOUL.

Rachelle made me a brand new, beautiful layout and I just applied the code and am sitting here drinking in its splendor. Not many people are down to partake in a 7,000-part email thread about the merits of different sans serif fonts and why one feels “too math-y” for me, but this woman is. BLESS AND KEEP HER TALENTED SOUL.