Taking a bath and watching Frozen - trying to wash away my anger. 


The series of gross faces as I realize all the things I want require going out into the cold rain. And by things, I mean cake or a cookie or something. Also my hair is longer than it has been in years and I am digging it (treatin’ myself to self-soothing compliments ABOUT myself so HA). 


April 18, 1775: Paul Revere, William Dawes, and Dr. Samuel Prescott go on their famous Midnight Ride.

This contemporaneous map was published in 1778 (although this particular copy is a facsimile). It shows British intel regarding “the Rebels Works” in the Boston area in 1775.

MapPage, Thomas Hyde, Sir, 1746-1821. Boston, its environs and harbour, with the rebels works raised against that town in 1775, from the observations of Lieut. Page of His Majesty’s Corps of Engineers, and from the plans of Capt. Montresor.  [London] Wm. Faden, 1778. Ithaca, N.Y., Historic Urban Plans, [1974]

Also found an awesome dress for Easter and one to wear tomorrow to work. 

Sometimes I think I could not leave South Carolina because where else will I find such incredibly interesting/fucked up/entertaining state politics?


Anonymous asked:

Do you think it's the school you go to that is causing this depression?




Eh I used to think that but my depression is mostly biological.. Aka my serotonin levels are messed up.

Why do people always think it’s a thing that causes depression?

Thank you. So hard to get people to understand it’s not always a thing, sometimes it just is. 


So Turnpike Troubadours are playing in New Braunfels in July and Jerry Jeff Walker is opening? That’s fucking weird and I’m going to buy a ticket as soon as they go on sale

My jealousy knows no bounds. This is awesome. 

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