Prove how just a little finger can change the worl...

...I really should stop these lists: 1) THIS SECRET . It made me want to rewatch National Treasure. RILEY, GUYS. ♥ 2) LAUREN GRAHAM. ON BROADWAY. IN THE NEDERLANDER. :DDDDDDDD 3) Five more friends: "I can do anything. I was in a boy band, okay?" FTW. (Also, NPH. ILU. Jason Segel, ILU also, but please cut your hair, okay?) 4) Private Practice is on tonight! 5) ...I was going to take a nap, but I think I'll watch House instead. ;) -Krystal read more

oh gentle LJ, restore my faith in humanity and prove that the world is not filled with freaks. Answer me this vital question. Tapping fingers, which is the default, the one you do when not thinking. Start with index finger and work out to pinky. or start with pinky and work in to index finger?

Mom and I just had a really good conversation in the car coming back from Michael's. Basically what you need to know is that Mom and I are both really good at self-amusement, so we always say things weird or in funny voices or something. It keeps us going. Anyway, Mom goes "So about Didney..." I was like "..did you just say Didney?" and we spent the next like ten minutes laughing about "DIDNEYYY" and "Didney Worl" and all of that. Then, this. Mom : It's the kind of funny where I feel bad about...

In our living room: John: "DJ [our German Shepherd], look at my finger" *waves index finger around* DJ: *looks attentively at finger* John: "DJ, this is THE FINGER OF DOOM!!!!" DJ: *runs away from Finger of Doom to other side of dining room table, John in pursuit" Repeat twenty times, and you'll envision the scene in my living room. Please send valium.

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I'm posting on a very historical day! Yay me. There is something strangely comforting in seeing the dent in my pillow left from where my head rested last. I wonder to myself why that is and come to the conclusion that it is because this is one of the few things that prove my existence in this world.   It is that thought that leads me to probe deeper into this notion. Like, if my pillow weren’t filled with polyester fibers but memory foam [which is an oxymoron in all actuality, considering it...