Stuff My Girlfriend Likes

Sometimes I find internet stuff I think Stefaroo will like.

Rather than put it all in my main tumblelog, or send her multiple emails a day, I'll be posting that stuff here.

Maybe you'll like it, too.
December 10
hunk-o-mass: a-panda-girl: samdesantis:maybi: asiantom

hunk-o-mass: a-panda-girl: samdesantis:maybi: asiantom

December 9
rinaedin: No, seriously. Weirdest cat ever.

rinaedin:

No, seriously. Weirdest cat ever.

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mathcat345: kristy30: (via isawgirl) May you all have the kind of day the little guy stretched out on top is having. Plus, look at the belly!

mathcat345:

kristy30:

(via isawgirl)

May you all have the kind of day the little guy stretched out on top is having.

Plus, look at the belly!

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theduty: ULTIMATE VIRUS.

theduty:

ULTIMATE VIRUS.

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lower:atableforone:

lower:atableforone:

December 7
redcloud: jollilama: maorinette: Tiger, lion and bear form unusual friendship Rescued eight years ago during a police drugs raid in Atlanta, Georgia, the three friends were only cubs at the time and barely two months old. They had been kept as status symbol pets by the drug barons. Delivered to the Noah’s Ark animal rescue centre in Locust Grove, Georgia, the decision was made to keep the youngsters together….

redcloud:

jollilama:

maorinette:

Tiger, lion and bear form unusual friendship

Rescued eight years ago during a police drugs raid in Atlanta, Georgia, the three friends were only cubs at the time and barely two months old.

They had been kept as status symbol pets by the drug barons.

Delivered to the Noah’s Ark animal rescue centre in Locust Grove, Georgia, the decision was made to keep the youngsters together….

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repetitivebrain:nikoanesti:graphiceverywhere (via joostlultwel)

repetitivebrain:nikoanesti:graphiceverywhere (via joostlultwel)

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sniffyjenkins: A girl taking her crowned octopus for a walk. What more do you need? (Desktop wallpaper - embigganated - via somefield)

sniffyjenkins:

A girl taking her crowned octopus for a walk.

What more do you need?

(Desktop wallpaper - embigganated - via somefield)

December 6
thedailywhat: Bookworm kitteh noes ov wat he speakz. [via.]

thedailywhat:

Bookworm kitteh noes ov wat he speakz.

[via.]

December 5
kindacarsick: *WARNING: ICKY CONTENT* There I was on a hospital bed thing, right before the doctor cut my leg open to scoop out the big purple excruciating part that turned out to be a staph infection.  I have a few thoughts regarding this matter, and they are as follows: I’d like to thank my cherished readers for all of your thoughtful emails and kind, health-promoting words. I had no idea my forehead could do that. Prior to this experience, I had incorrectly thought that I understood the concept of horrible pain.  Nope!  Not until you have staph, my friends.  Not until you have staph, and the doctor is injecting stuff directly into the purple part of your leg. No, really. Y’all know that I am rarely grossed out and would normally step up to the plate to photograph my own surgery.  This time, however, documentation was Graham’s job, since I was too busy squeaking with pain and ripping holes in his arm with my fingernails. I have, of course, named my staph infection George Staphanopoulos. If you are interested in perusing the oozing gaping hole in my leg (it is vaguely mouth-shaped, and much less purple than it was a few days ago!), please feel free to visit my George Staphanopoulos Flickr page.  Keep in mind that it is disgusting. No, really.  It’s disgusting, e.g., not for kiddos. “How the fuck did I get this?”  I asked the doctor yesterday, after she was finished irrigating and re-packing my wound cavity for the 3rd time.  She shrugged.  ”I dunno,” she said, “Dirty spider?”  Spiders and other insects carry staph, apparently.  That’s right - no matter how clean and hygienic you are, there are still supremely nasty bacteria over which you have no control.  There you have it, people of the Internet.  Just let it go. … Thus concludes (for now) my sordid tale of bacterial woe.  More later! Love you guys. xoxo,Sara

kindacarsick:

*WARNING: ICKY CONTENT*

There I was on a hospital bed thing, right before the doctor cut my leg open to scoop out the big purple excruciating part that turned out to be a staph infection.  I have a few thoughts regarding this matter, and they are as follows:

  • I’d like to thank my cherished readers for all of your thoughtful emails and kind, health-promoting words.
  • I had no idea my forehead could do that.
  • Prior to this experience, I had incorrectly thought that I understood the concept of horrible pain.  Nope!  Not until you have staph, my friends.  Not until you have staph, and the doctor is injecting stuff directly into the purple part of your leg.
  • No, really.
  • Y’all know that I am rarely grossed out and would normally step up to the plate to photograph my own surgery.  This time, however, documentation was Graham’s job, since I was too busy squeaking with pain and ripping holes in his arm with my fingernails.
  • I have, of course, named my staph infection George Staphanopoulos.
  • If you are interested in perusing the oozing gaping hole in my leg (it is vaguely mouth-shaped, and much less purple than it was a few days ago!), please feel free to visit my George Staphanopoulos Flickr page.  Keep in mind that it is disgusting.
  • No, really.  It’s disgusting, e.g., not for kiddos.
  • “How the fuck did I get this?”  I asked the doctor yesterday, after she was finished irrigating and re-packing my wound cavity for the 3rd time.  She shrugged.  ”I dunno,” she said, “Dirty spider?”  Spiders and other insects carry staph, apparently.  That’s right - no matter how clean and hygienic you are, there are still supremely nasty bacteria over which you have no control.  There you have it, people of the Internet.  Just let it go.

… Thus concludes (for now) my sordid tale of bacterial woe.  More later!

Love you guys.

xoxo,
Sara