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lover of : music, movies, books, libraries, poetry, my dog, hiking, surfing, shenanigans

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Television

The Office, Heroes, Battlestar Gallactica, My Name Is Earl, Lost

Books

anything by Chuck Palahniuk, The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka, The Catcher In The Rye by J.D. Salinger, anything James Patterson, some Stephen King

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NovemberNov 20 Friday Fri 09

everithing: Large Hadron Collider is online, Higgs boson be...

everithing:

Large Hadron Collider is online, Higgs boson be damned

“We have captured it! First circulating beam of 2009!” And with that tweet, researchers at CERN announced that they did in fact activate the Large Hadron Collider, after quite a long delay and despite warnings of a looming, nefarious Higgs boson. Whether or not we will have had total destruction as an unfortunate result of the device remains to be seen, but should the future find a way to either cease to exist or travel to the past in some time-bending paradox, we only hope linguists and physicists can work together and figure out the proper verb conjugations for this brave new world.

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Source CERN

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Last Day To Submit To Light A Fire!

lightafire:

The deadline is here! Well, it will be at midnight tonight (November 20th) so please get your submissions in to us. We’ve received a good amount of them and the editorial staff is very excited to start reading them. Questions about submission guidelines? Find some answers here.

Even more questions? Shoot us an email at lightafirejournal@gmail.com and we’ll get back to you as soon as possible.

Please reblog.

(I don’t ask that often and I will love you forever if you do.)

Also, some quick notes. We’ve changed how many submissions people can make so if you’ve already submitted, feel free to submit more. There can never be enough.

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NovemberNov 19 Thursday Thu 09

jackiejormpjomp: morningpaperblow: Angus Stone WHOA I’d like to get to know yaSo I can show...

jackiejormpjomp:

morningpaperblow:

Angus Stone

WHOA

I’d like to get to know ya
So I can show ya

This is why people should pay more attention to the music I post. I look out for my lady followers.

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…I don’t know what to say…

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When I was 10 or so, I killed a duck.

bibliotheque:

It was a fucking accident alright?

My friend Amanda and I were playing in her backyard and behind her house was a canal. In Florida, we have a lot of canals. In said canals, there are water meters that look like ducks, very realistic coloring and whatnot. So. Amanda and I are in her backyard, swimming maybe, or perhaps.. I don’t even know, to be honest. All I know is we were in the backyard when we spot this duck meter in the canal. Amanda was a tough cookie even as a kid and she calls me out.

“You throw like a girl, Anaïs,” she said, her freckles dark in the sunlight.

“I am a girl. Why isn’t that okay?” I sighed thinking about my terrible aim.

“I bet you couldn’t hit that duck out there.” She set her mouth into a prim line and there we were.

“It’s so far away, that’s not fair.” I knew I couldn’t hit that target even if I tried.

“You just know you can’t hit it.” What a bitch. She still is one from what I hear.

“Fine. Give me a ball or something.” I put my hands on my nonexistent hips.

She looked around and found no balls so she picked up a big rock from the side of the wooden fence and handed it to me.

“There you go, use this,” she said.

The rock was pretty big and I had to hold it with both hands. I didn’t want to do this, I knew I would miss and be laughed at forever but Amanda’s smug face made me swallow hard and walk towards the edge of the canal. Amanda followed close behind and stood behind me as I lifted the rock in my right hand, feeling the tiny muscles in my arm work overtime. I exhaled and threw it in the direction of the duck as hard as I could.

We watched it fly in the air and I realized halfway through its flight that it was going to hit. I was so excited, I had never hit anything I aimed for in my entire life. This was going to be glorious. Amanda looked shocked as she watched the rock head for the duck. I smiled as it hit its target only to hear the most awful noise my ears have ever been witness to.

KWAHSUIEWHRIO!*&YT#^R76TYOIUJ9OPMOIiujkshdfbeudibc98Y!U(HiuJKHP(&*Gv87ybi!!?!NU!Y!(*

That was the noise the duck made when the rock hit. Yes, the duck. Not the duck meter but the duck. Amanda and I stood in horror as it flapped around crazily for a full minute before it sunk underwater, water bubbles left in its wake. We looked at each other, hoping that the duck was just swimming maybe or getting a drink of water but no. We stood for a half hour and no duck. Amanda and I walked from the edge of the canal into her house in silence. We sat on the living room to play video games and didn’t say a word to each other the rest of the day. My mom picked me up after dinner and it was never mentioned again.

I had nightmares about a zombie duck coming to attack me for weeks. It would just quack at me but i knew exactly what it was saying: “You are a duck murdering bitch, Anaïs”. I didn’t tell anyone about these dreams or about the “duck murder” for years. When I finally did, the reactions ranged from hysterical laughter to horror. My mom is convinced that this is why ducks don’t seem to like me, they always give me the evil eye when I see them out in nature. I’m waiting for a bunch of them to corner me in a dark alley and let me have it. Fucking ducks.

But really, I feel terrible. It was a terrible accident and as a result, I can’t watch Ducktales or Mighty Ducks without feeling like an asshole. That Gordon Bombay is giving me judgmental looks that he should be reserving for Pacey. I don’t know. This isn’t really my fault but Amanda’s. Yeah, that’s what I’m going to tell people. That works, right?

You need to upload audio of you making the sound of the duck. It isn’t the same unless people can hear it.

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bibliotheque: i have rod serling on the brain. My ex’s...

bibliotheque:

i have rod serling on the brain.

My ex’s mom, her sister was a student of Rod Serling. You know, back in the day.

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NY Times: An Ethical Question: Does a Nazi Deserve a Place Among Philosophers?

NY Times: An Ethical Question: Does a Nazi Deserve a Place Among Philosophers? :

bibliotheque:

For decades the German philosopher Martin Heidegger has been the subject of passionate debate. His critique of Western thought and technology has penetrated deeply into architecture, psychology and literary theory and inspired some of the most influential intellectual movements of the 20th century. Yet he was also a fervent Nazi.…

I’ve written a letter to the guy that wrote this.

Dear Idiot,

I’m sorry that your life’s work isn’t anywhere near as influential as Heidegger’s and you feel the need to incorrectly bash him for it. The idea that a Nazi (HOLYSHITANAZI) could out-perform and out-smart you EVEN AFTER HIS DEATH probably pisses you off. I don’t really understand your vendetta against Heidegger’s philosophy, considering that most of his major themes have nothing to do with Nazism. Is it penis envy?

You’re a fucking tard. Really. I’ve already wasted my time reading your book in French. FUCKING FRENCH. I won’t waste my time reading it again in English. The only way I would ever buy your book would be if I had the chance to throw it at you. That’s really all it is good for.The only reason it is getting so much press is because Heidegger really was a Nazi and everyone loves a good controversy (I want to rap the Eminem song now).

Please get over yourself.

Sincerely,

Josh

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