photoguerin:

( Source: photoguerin ) NOLA 6/2014

HEARTACHE ENDUCING

(via defendneworleans)

Lawyering: the art of mastering writing letters where you want to call someone a dick without sounding like a dick and not being able to use the word dick.

had some lawyering to do in lexington this morning which meant i came early and stayed late to enjoy oatmeal brulee from doodles and thai peanut with black beans and carmelized corn from bourbon n toulhouse.

Skyline through the haze from Northern Overlook in Iroquois Park, Louisville on Sunday

Skyline through the haze from Northern Overlook in Iroquois Park, Louisville on Sunday

God, how I ricochet between certainties and doubts.

—Sylvia Plath

(Source: theworldismadeofwords, via sodapippina)

today the look i’m going for is “please dont let the court of appeals immediately realize i am a baby lawyer who has no idea what she is doing”

People need to be encouraged. People need to be reminded of how wonderful they are. People need to be believed in—told that they are brave and smart and capable of accomplishing all the dreams they dream and more. Remind each other of this.

—Stacey Jean Speer

(Source: friendly-neighborhood-crystal, via lyn-not-line)

After I drop an insanely good piece of gossip to a group of people

whatshouldwecallme:

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i live for this moment

occassionally i get a camp song stuck in my head. years and years as a camper and a counselor will do that to you.

but usually the songs are the totally ridiculous ones about blood and guts and meat grinders and black socks and villians. (CHURCH CAMP, YALL!) the songs that were probably only meant for boys camp but somehow were so beloved that you cant stop girls campers from belting them day and night and they keep being sung through high school.

today it is the mini camp (elementary school babies) “the butterfly song” lyrics about jesus that are playing on loop.

"for you gave me a heart and you gave me a smile
you gave me jesus and you made me your child
but i just thank you father for making me, me”

Happy Birthday to The One and Only!

Happy Birthday to The One and Only!

In Greek, “nostalgia” literally means “the pain from an old wound.” It’s a twinge in your heart far more powerful than memory alone.

—Don Draper “The Wheel”

forecastle

bands i saw:
the soul rebels
boy & bear
spanish gold
sharon jones and the dap kings
dwight yoakam (ok, i will admit that i kind of cheated on this one but i did get close enough to hear “a thousand miles from nowhere”)
band of horses
jack. fucking. white.

sun kil moon
nickel creek
jenny lewis
the replacements
ray lamontagne
beck

food truck food i enjoyed:
xtreme southern’s fried mac and cheese balls
mark’s fried corn on the cob
longshot’s lobster roll
king of pops: cookies n cream and chocolate sea salt popsicles

Miguel

"Simple Things"

bestsoundtrack:

Miguel - Simple Things

andthenitsperfect:

Taken with instagram
practice makes perfect for (necessary) improvements.
(38/50 is a happy-dance-kind-of-score on this shit)



THREE YEARS AGO TODAY YALL! (and i will now admit that i don’t think i ever got above 50% on a mixed set other than this one)

BAR EXAM PEOPLE: just fucking do it. just. fucking. do. it. for a few more days. sell your fucking soul to it. pass and be done forever.

andthenitsperfect:

Taken with instagram

practice makes perfect for (necessary) improvements.

(38/50 is a happy-dance-kind-of-score on this shit)

THREE YEARS AGO TODAY YALL! (and i will now admit that i don’t think i ever got above 50% on a mixed set other than this one) BAR EXAM PEOPLE: just fucking do it. just. fucking. do. it. for a few more days. sell your fucking soul to it. pass and be done forever.

NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY