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My lover and I went geocaching across the lake from my house today. Those geocaches have been on our list for a while, we just haven’t had the chance to do them due to conflicting work schedules and the whole living half way across the country for 8 months of the year. The first few pictures are from what used to be either a mill or part of the gold mining stuff that happened in my town way back in the day. I’m not exactly sure which and my mum didn’t know either, so it will forever remain a mystery (aka until we visit the heritage museum because my lover has never been there). Anyway, it was pretty cool. There wasn’t a ton left, but there were a few foundations and/or parts of walls, and a bunch of stone walled trenches/ditches/channels.
After we figured we had seen everything that was there to see, we continued on to the geocaching. A few years back some douche tore down a bunch of trees and put this long-ass road through the woods leading to a shed. He was a developer or something along those lines, and was looking to develop that chunk of land. His reasoning was “well I can legally put a “driveway” to my shed, and then a road will already be there, so why not build houses?”. Long story short, everybody told him to fuck off and that he couldn’t develop it, but the road is still there. The geocaches were all along that road. Other than the cool stuff at the beginning, it was pretty boring; there wasn’t a whole lot back there except trees and gravel and railway ties. I suppose I shouldn’t complain because at least the walk was pretty easy.
We found all the caches we set out to find except one that we think actually was missing. Surprisingly we went cache for cache between the two of us pretty much the whole way. Normally Kirk can’t find any. Like, I found a micro cache (so it was a film canister) in a tree from across a small ravine (probably not the right word). He was beside the tree and didn’t see it. That bad. He has apparently aquired some skills though because he found quite a few. Mind you, he was also the one with the GPS, sooooo…… We also saw a MASSIVE butterfly. I’ve never seen one so big. We thought it was dead, but it did eventually start moving.
Overall it was a good return to caching and I can’t wait to do more this summer!
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Solo Cups: Knowledge
I was curious about the lines on solo cups the other weekend and learned something amazing. This information should be taught in an intro class to all high schoolers and college students.
It turns out that the lines of the solo cup allows you to measure out a shot, a glass of wine, and a beer. This would have been ridiculously helpful during my partying years!\
If this is true, I definitely want everyone to know this!
well oops. We considered the 5oz line a shot all through first year. We normally had more than that in it….explains a lot…
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Sometimes Nova Scoita likes to pretend it’s actually a tropical island. Carter’s Beach, Nova Scotia. If anyone has the opportunity to go, you probably should. It’s great. And I got in the water three separate times. Three times. In the Atlantic Ocean. In May. What a champ.
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Man, reading stuff on the internet makes me so happy my lover isn’t a douche because like wow wtf I would whoop his ass if he ever did/said half this shit to me. He doesn’t give a flying fuck what I do to my body (within reason, obviously he’s going to care if I’m hurting myself) as long as I’m happy and I constantly forget that that isn’t necessarily the norm.
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I’m headed to the beach today. I’m loving how many beach days I’ve had already this summer. I can’t wait until it gets actually hot out
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Can I just talk about how much I love the ocean
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This would be such a great picture without me smack dab in the middle of it.
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“Micro-Piglet Hugs a Strawberry”
(via jedlowrie)
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can I just get my lover to dress like this always
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me: wow i finally understand math
me: what the hell is this
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Can we just take a second to look at how adorable me and my lover are?
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My lover is alseep
And he just legitimately flailed in his sleep. Arms everywhere, flailed. It was kind of hilarious.
623 notes "‘I love you’ means that I accept you for the person that you are, and that I do not wish to change you into someone else. It means that I will love you and stand by you even through the worst of times. It means loving you even when you’re in a bad mood, or too tired to do the things I want to do. It means loving you when you’re down, not just when you’re fun to be with. ‘I love you’ means that I know your deepest secrets and do not judge you for them, asking in return that you do not judge me for mine. It means that I care enough to fight for what we have and that I love you enough not to let go. It means thinking of you, dreaming of you, wanting and needing you constantly, and hoping you feel the same way for me."
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Jonathan Safran Foer (via talking-birds)(Source: venula, via whatemilysaid)
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I was in bed when my lover came over and I’ve been feeling shitty this past little while so I was all curled up and whatever and he came in a cuddled and was just trying to make me laugh and was kissing my entire face and it was cute and I felt better-ish
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I really want to take a roadtrip up to Glace Bay this summer and then maybe if I have time do the Cabot Trail when it’s not April so it actually looks pretty
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