Ok!
But what does that mean?
I mean when I'm sad for no (apparent) reason, and it happens from time to time (oh does it happen!), I just sit in it, in a kiddie pool of self-pity, slapping pats of mud on myself. That's really pretty much as embracing as one can get.
Sure, bookstore. Lump a science together with a yuppie trend, why not?photo courtesy of Flickr and victoriapeckham
I'm not sure it helps though! People keep talking about some miraculous sense of freedom from embracing their sadness and anger. In fact, it sounds so liberating and mysteriously fulfilling that it almost seems like they're...peacefully happy? Full circle, folks! Those hippies have done it again. And I mean that in a nice, enlightened way.
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There is an o-my-gawd. (Via Cupcake Takes the Cake)
Read it and weep for joy. But seriously, I love that this article was posted in the Health & Life section. I can think of no better way to bring HEALTH to your LIFE than by consuming a tiny vat full of the love child of butter and sugar. NO BETTER WAY.
Holy sugar-high, Dark Knight!
Surprisingly, it took me a real time to find a good frosting picture. I kept getting icy windowpanes, and that junx would just not do.
Oh, I see. You're perfect.photo courtesy of Flickr and jslander
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