In my dream last night, I was leaving Ellen Degenere’s penthouse in a made up city that looked like New York/Las Vegas. I put on hot dogs wrapped in cheese as shoes. I told her I was sorry for bothering her and just stared out her window at the bay wearing meat shoes. That was when I woke up.
Evelyn: Look, I… I may not be an explorer, or an adventurer, or a treasure-seeker, or a gunfighter, Mr. O’Connell, but I am proud of what I am.
Rick: And what is that?
Evelyn: I… am a librarian.
(Source: houselannister, via starkswaters)
This, ladies and gentlemen, is my hella elegant dog in her favorite sleeping position.
I miss my collie Kacey SO much.