ABOUT ME / OTHER PLACES YOU CAN FIND ME
RANDOM / ASK
21-year-old English & American Studies major at the University of Maryland living in Washington, DC. This is where I rant about stuff that doesn't matter, but mostly where I post pictures of cats.
You can find me here (alexbaca.tumblr.com) instead. I am trying to get everything organized and am slowly following back all the people that I’ve followed on this account for over two years now, so, uh, join me over there.
alexbaca.tumblr.com — you should follow that (or re-follow it; I had to create a new account). Thanks! See y’all later.
I don’t really understand how to work with several accounts linked to one email address, but I’m going to attempt to do so anyway. If all goes well, Bethlehems Dot Tumblr Dot Com will be locked for safekeeping and no longer updated. Barring my massively screwing things up, you can follow me instead at Alexbaca Dot Tumblr Dot Com.
After reading the Tumblr help I realized I can do absolutely none of what I want to do. Sometimes, this is a really infuriating blogging platform (and I don’t give a shit about the outages).
RIght now over on iTunes there is a EA games feature, all for $.99 each. Picked up boggle, scrabble, sim city, yatzee, tetris, etc. Worthwhile.
Ooh, iPad Tetris. Note to self.
How much do I love Christoph Niemann? So much.
I do not post things about New York but I will make an exception because this is…amazing.
wanna go here right nowwww
I once got really really drunk with Alex with the intention of going to Ben’s and then blacked out. I dreamed that I threw up in Ben’s and everyone hated me, turns out I threw up in the Metro and everyone hated me. I also woke up with 20 dollar bills strewn around my room and didn’t know why. Turns out I pulled out 80 dollars out of an atm to get one half smoke.
Also the night I dumped half a flask of whiskey in a milkshake, drank all of it on the train back into DC (because I had to bring Yitzy home first), stood up, and realized I had forgotten I had dumped whiskey in my milkshake. The next morning, I realized I had also packed a Nalgene full of Steel Reserve in my purse. Before we turned into total wrecks, this is what we looked like.
Also, everything was premeditated. We had discussed getting drunk and going to Ben’s for how long before we actually did it?