Irate Myself

I have to, because no-one else does.
This is a disjointed series of random, mainly sports-related, vaguely coherent musings and rants. To be honest, I don't yet know what they are - call it a "Work in Progress."

~ Friday, May 17 ~

irate-myself:

Will never get tired of this.

In honour of Jens’ victory at the ATOC today…a small reminder for us all…

Tags: Jens Jens Voigt ATOC
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~ Monday, May 13 ~

red-lips-and-little-hips:

I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box.

Dear person I hate,
Dear person I like,
Dear ex boyfriend,
Dear ex girlfriend,
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear bestfriend,
Dear *anyone*,
Dear Santa,
Dear mom,
Dear dad,
Dear future me,
Dear past me,
Dear person I’m jealous of,
Dear person I had a crush on,
Dear girlfriend,
Dear boyfriend,
Dear [insert URL here],

(Source: wishtoconfess)

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~ Wednesday, May 8 ~

doctorhowmany:

strawberrystardust:

clear-as:

rowdy-redhead:

ratherdielaughing:

Polite cat

That little headbutt in the second one gave me diabetes.

“Excuse me, human. I would like a petting, please. Yes, thank you.”

“Um, excuse me, human? Human? Ah yes, I’d like another petting please. Ah, thank you.”

Always reblog Polite Cat.

Goodness.

I want this cat.

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“ This freaking game,” Curry mumbled to no one in the losing locker room.

— Steph Curry Laments the Shot he Couldn’t Take

Tags: StupidSport nba

~ Thursday, April 18 ~

How I wish that conversation just went...

Peer: You know that thing that I'm responsible for making sure is accurate? As well as that task that I should have already completed and haven't?
Me: Yes...
Peer: Can you take care of it for me?
Me: No.
Peer: Why not?
Me: Because you're a relentless douchebag.