Showing posts with label relax. Show all posts
Showing posts with label relax. Show all posts

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Get This Man a Scotch

Too Funny

See this guy? Lets call him Davenport. Davenport works in the Financial district, lives a stressful life, and he acts like a douche because he's generally not happy with the sleep he gets in his money pit. So Davenport came to the Green Living Show to go to the wine tasting and pretend he can pick out subtle undertones of oak. While there, he and his surly Bay Street buddy discover these memory foam mattresses and, in a rare display of genuine emotion, Davenport jumps back onto the bed and lies there in near-coital levels of pleasure. His surly buddy looks on in disapproval.

View his 'O' face by clicking here to get the large version.

Friday, December 18, 2009

I Can Almost See the End

OMG I CAN SEE IT

I am 11 hours and one anatomy bell ringer away from glorious post exam amelioration.

Also, I have a lurid and highly sexual relationship with my pot of coffee right now.

Disclaimer: I hate cloud pics normally.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Done with Slacking

Break Time

Wow, nearly a year since my last post. I would say that's a suitable metaphor for my life during that time. You can imagine what happened if you follow the post history. I've been forced to excise huge portions of my life. People, friends, places. Things I was entirely invested in.

Was it the right decision? Absolutely. There is a lot to be said for clarity of mind and purpose. Not to mention motivation.

Let's get things moving.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Chill Out People!

Lets Just Chill

Happened upon this lazy little scene the other day. Fairly fitting since I have been freaking out lately with finding a new apartment, managing my courses and playing tour guide. This moment provided me with a corollary that was staring me in the face the entire time. CHILL. OUT. MAN.

So I am.

I feel better. ;)

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Chilling

Hang

That feeling of having the whole summer ahead of you has faded but the inevitable return to school life hasn't put a damper on things yet. So, we hang out. Dylan landed this and it blew my mind. Shortly after this moment he injured himself on the guard rail. Good times man, good times.