hot DAYUM

oHHHHHH yeaHHHHHHHH

just got off work. fuck, i’ve had one of the worst times ever. time to buckle down and kick ass tomorrow. 

mytenet:

never let you go

Too true, I found myself so concerned about social occurrences I have had and what I would have done differently that I couldn’t enjoy being with people in the present.
Every time I have a thought that is not contributing, I simply say “that’s enough of that, let’s think of anything else”
I have become miles happier

 you cant say no on days like this, only pleases and thankyous 

friday. its bad.

Benessere- Phenomenon
Cab Sav blend

this is the sexiest thing i have ever tried.  

caitlinodaimin:

violent-buddhist:

The Quietest Place on Earth Will Drive You Insane Within 45 Minutes

There’s a small room in Minnesota that blocks out 99% of all external sound. That’s an impressive number! Also impressive: nobody can take more than 45 minutes alone in the room before they go nuts.

The Daily Mail describes Orfield Labs’ anechoic chamber—perfect for making extremely sensitive audio measurements. But also perfect for sending you into a hallucinatory hell so hellacious you’ll need a chair:

‘When it’s quiet, ears will adapt. The quieter the room, the more things you hear. You’ll hear your heart beating, sometimes you can hear your lungs, hear your stomach gurgling loudly. ‘In the anechoic chamber, you become the sound.’ And this is a very disorientating experience. Mr Orfield explained that it’s so disconcerting that sitting down is a must. He said: ‘How you orient yourself is through sounds you hear when you walk. In the anechnoic chamber, you don’t have any cues. You take away the perceptual cues that allow you to balance and manoeuvre. If you’re in there for half an hour, you have to be in a chair.’

That sounds swell. Just the serene quiet of you, your thoughts, and the unceasing pounding of the human heart. Your brain can’t take it, apparently, and begins to fabricate sounds that aren’t really there—completely delusional noises meant to block out the churning of your own horrid biomass.

(Source)

I’m creeped out after reading this.

(via scinerds)