I am having a day today. So my words will be brief, but the usual Best of the Week links still apply.
My most popular post this week was Lunchtime Running, which I wish I were doing now.
And my Coconut Chocolate Cake was featured on Celebrations' National Chocolate Cake Day. Yay!
I want to see the Northern Lights sooo bad! But the closest I’m going to get (for now) is this time lapse video.
I hate the word “impact.” This post captures exactly why:
Take the “sandwich or modern art?” quiz. I got 3 right.
"Rude Responses to Annoying Questions." I particularly enjoy the “are you eating that?” part. And this:
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I did not love The Descendents as much as the rest of the world. Mr. Blattman agrees.
Marathon Cookies with 26 ingredients – just in case I ever run a marathon.
Also, this cupcake looks insane and I want it. Preferably now.
This article captures my work-life. Read it. Spread it.
Alright, hope you have a great weekend and that your Friday is going better than mine!
My most popular post this week was Lunchtime Running, which I wish I were doing now.
And my Coconut Chocolate Cake was featured on Celebrations' National Chocolate Cake Day. Yay!
I want to see the Northern Lights sooo bad! But the closest I’m going to get (for now) is this time lapse video.
I hate the word “impact.” This post captures exactly why:
Today, finding an evaluation in which nothing is IMPACTED would rank with bagging a live platypus.
IMPACTED was useful for hundreds of years in geology, surgery, and a few other fields where things were frequently jammed in between, or up against, other things. Otherwise, IMPACT went about only as a noun, meaning, in the succinct definition of the Oxford English Dictionary, “the striking of one body against another; collision.”
Take the “sandwich or modern art?” quiz. I got 3 right.
"Rude Responses to Annoying Questions." I particularly enjoy the “are you eating that?” part. And this:
Are you tired? You look tired.I’m beat. Exhausted. Spent. Drained. Pooped. I’m tired, dog-tired, of cutting my night short to ensure that I get ten hours of uninterrupted sleep, waking up on time, fixing myself a decent breakfast, commuting to work and arriving fifteen minutes early only to be asked if I’m tired because I decided maybe I didn’t want to apply my makeup with a torch gun this morning. Soooooo tired.I love coffee, but I definitely agree with this post: "For the love of God people, it's just coffee."
If you are the kind of person who goes on a thirty-five minute tangent about how “OH MY GOD I NEED MY COFFEE I AM SUCH A WRECK WITHOUT IT UGH I WOULD DIE IF IT WEREN’T FOR MY COFFEE AMIRITE?!?” you need to not only get a grip on the meaning of the word “need,” but you also need to re-asses the hilarity of those webcomics you love to post everywhere that echo your inability to function without a morning cup of bean residue.Agreed. Thank god for gchat. (source)
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This is awesome, for obvious reasons:
I did not love The Descendents as much as the rest of the world. Mr. Blattman agrees.
"Usually a good litmus test for a character-driven story is: “Would I feel much emotion if one of the characters were hit by a bus?” In this case, not really. There is no sense they are real or interesting and hence worthy of attachment."If I ever get tired of living and working in DC: UK woman crosses Antarctica solo.
Also, this cupcake looks insane and I want it. Preferably now.
This article captures my work-life. Read it. Spread it.
And yet. The New Groupthink has overtaken our workplaces, our schools and our religious institutions. Anyone who has ever needed noise-canceling headphones in her own office or marked an online calendar with a fake meeting in order to escape yet another real one knows what I’m talking about.Have I mentioned that I love India? (source)
Alright, hope you have a great weekend and that your Friday is going better than mine!
