BRAD

Study Time! (Taken with Instagram at Pasco Kitchen And Lounge)

Composition #minimal #minimalism #architecture (Taken with instagram)

TUMBLR ACCENT CHALLENGE

Your name and username.
Where you’re from.
Pronounce the following words: Aunt, Roof, Route, Theatre, Iron, Salmon, Caramel, Fire, Water, New Orleans, Pecan, Both, Again, Probably, Alabama, Lawyer, Coupon, Mayonnaise, Pajamas, Caught, Naturally, Aluminium, GIF, Tumblr, Crackerjack, Doorknob, Envelope, GPOY.
What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?
What is a bubbly carbonated drink called?
Be a wizard or a vampire?
How old are you?
Is it cold where you are?
What is your favourite colour?
What colour are your eyes?
Do you have freckles?
When is your birthday?
What was the last thing you drank?
Would you rather: Have a million dollars or a million friends?

Eat a taco or a quesadilla?

Be a shark or an elephant?
Do you speak a second language? Say something in it.
What do you call gym shoes?
What do you call your grandparents?
What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?
What is the thing you change the TV channel with?
Choose a book and read a passage from it.
Do you think you have an accent?
Do you know anyone on Tumblr in real life?
End audio post by saying any THREE words you want.

Buckhorst H1 Lens, Ina’s 1969 Film, No Flash, Taken with Hipstamatic

Americana Lens, Blanko Noir Film, No Flash, Taken with Hipstamatic

John S Lens, Kodot XGrizzled Film, No Flash, Taken with Hipstamatic

I picked up a tie bar from Banana Republic today on mega-sale for $6.
Can you believe it’s from the Mad Men collection released last August? 

Saturday’s (Taken with instagram)

I finally learned how to tie a bow-tie.
Thank you YouTube. 

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME GENDER + WOMEN’S STUDIES!?

Also, when in doubt, seek guidance from Lorde. LOVE YOU BABE! 

February 15th, 2012

GPOYW: 2000th Post!!
Thank you followers. Thank you cats. Thank you iPhone photo apps.

Mt. Lemmon Diptych (Taken with instagram)

I have been struggling with this inescapable inclination to scream at the top of my lungs whenever I think about my future. Ever since I finished and submitted my graduate school applications, I have left my future at the hands of some decision committee. Clicking ‘submit’ sent multiple applications out into ephemerality. My biggest fear is that my application will never been seen by anyone because of my low GPA and mediocre GRE scores. I’m being slightly hyperbolic, but can you blame me? I don’t know what my future holds and it’s incredibly frightening. I can feel time passing by internalizing the minutes, hours, and days I have spent agonizing over graduate school. Today was one of the first times I really thought about rejection. Even uttering the words feels leaves a this vitriolic taste in my mouth. I’ve been trying to romanticize rejection as if it will allow me to experience something I didn’t anticipate or as a means of exploring myself before I make an attempt to advance my education or get a job. Nope. This is what I want, this is what I have been working toward for the past four years. Rejection is crushing me.

bradofarrell:

dominos delivery bars are red

dominos delivery bars are blue

but I prefer when it’s all the way red

because then I get to see you