What if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.
Anne Lamott  (via hanaflorence)

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me when i’m wearing new clothes



  • Me: You know Alexander the Great had a weird thing going with him mom, sending her cups and jewels and stuff
  • Professor: Well, I haven't conquered anything recently, but if I did, I'd send my mother a post card at least.
  • Me: Oh yeah, I can see it now as he went across Asia minor: "Greetings from Alexandria!" "Greetings from Alexandria!" "Greetings from Alexandria!" "Greetings from Alexandria!"
  • Professor:
  • Professor:
  • Professor: That's pretty funny.

I’m joining the newspaper at work! It’s only a monthly thing we send out within our department to share updates about processes etc, but I suggested we have a few other articles non work related so people want to read it. I’m going to have a section called Maddie’s History Corner! which will feature ‘this month in history’. With the 100th anniversary of World War One’s start being this month, I know I’ll have a lot to say!

I’m also kind of disappointed in the lack of attention the centennial is getting. Like that’s a big deal I think. World War One has always been the most interesting war to me. It changed the mentality warfare forever.