Now every time I search Pinterest for something that starts with a “D,” it just assumes I want “deep fried cheese curds”

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I’m nearly finished with “Four: A Divergent Collection,” but I almost don’t want to finish because then it will all be over. 

Again.

And I’ll have to continue going on with my life as if I haven’t had my heart torn from my chest and eaten in front of me by a fictional story.

The most positive human interaction I had today was with my bank’s customer service rep, over the phone. 

It was a rough day.

I HAVE DREAMED OF THIS GIF’S EXISTENCE AND NOW MY DREAMS HAVE COME TRUE.
Thank you, internet. 

I HAVE DREAMED OF THIS GIF’S EXISTENCE AND NOW MY DREAMS HAVE COME TRUE.

Thank you, internet. 

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This should have been Harry’s response in the movie when Dumbledore got all up in his face like a crackhead looking for a fix, and asked him if he put his name in the Goblet of Fire. This should have been Harry’s response in the movie when Dumbledore got all up in his face like a crackhead looking for a fix, and asked him if he put his name in the Goblet of Fire.

This should have been Harry’s response in the movie when Dumbledore got all up in his face like a crackhead looking for a fix, and asked him if he put his name in the Goblet of Fire.

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The other night, in the car, my sister, my aunt and I were discussing drivers not paying attention on the road and, specifically, how they’re always looking down at their laps. My sister and I just assume everyone is texting. 

My 70-year-old aunt responded with, “Yeah, that or they’re just playing with themselves.”

Let’s play “Deductions”

I recently checked out David Sedaris’ book “Squirrel Seeks Chipmunk” from the library and have made several deductions about its previous borrower. Let’s begin:

  • The last person who checked this book was a woman.
  • She resides in Chicago, in/near Logan Square.
  • She’s most likely sporting a darker tan than usual, having recently returned from Los Angeles.
  • She makes a decent living - enough to vacay in LA - but still checks out library books. She’s a recycler. 
  • She got this book from the library with the intent of taking it on vacation, even though she could have bought it used on Amazon for $0.01 + shipping. Yet she managed to not lose/ruin it during her trip. So she’s a fairly responsible person.
  • She sat in the 27th row of plane on her way to LA. She had the aisle seat.
  • There’s a good chance she listens to the podcast “This American Life” and/or reads “The New Yorker.” 
  • Her name was Karen.
  • She enjoys reading, but has a short attention span, as evidenced by the fact that she checked out a book of short stories (a quick read), but didn’t finish it.
  • Lastly, despite her short attention span, Karen has a rare respect and appreciation for books; despite that this isn’t even her own book, she would never fold down the corner of the page to save her place.

She instead uses her boarding pass as a bookmark.

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Being on Tumblr during Comic Con is like watching all of your friends go to Hogsmeade without you

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