Don’t think about what can happen in a month. Don’t think about what can happen in a year. Just focus on the 24 hours in front of you and do what you can to get closer to where you want to be. — Eric Thomas (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere. — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath. (via wordsnquotes)
They’ll make the earth…move…under your feet. #literally
Nothing in the world can bother you as much as your own mind, I tell you. In fact, others seem to be bothering you, but it is not others, it is your own mind. — Sri Sri Ravi Shankar (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
What the fuck, Tumblr?
If indeed my site gets taken down, here’s my goodbye note:
Seeing as there is no link to said content or possible explanation behind this, I am forced to stop blogging on nedhepburn.tumblr.com.
Multiple users who have been on the platform for a while have gotten the same email. It seems that a few people are waging war on content using these tools.
Unless this gets resolved soon, I’ll try and start a new account under a different name. Hopefully it gets figured out, as I have all my work on here. Until it does, though, consider this my final post. It’s been a fun 7 years.
This is total BS, staff. I received a takedown notice for music I never posted. No way to contest it, or defend myself.
Well guys, it's been a fun ride -
Apparently I have received my final warning from Tumblr of a copyright violation. I have asked repeatedly on the second warning for the link to the post in question but did not get an answer. I guess at any time I could get another copyright violation and my account will be terminated. I’m hunting…
One of tumblr’s less charming personality traits. If anyone can help, please do.
Ducky: Those are a lot of noodles, Daddy.
Me: Yes they are. Lots. We have fourteen people coming for dinner.
Ducky: That sounds like a lot.
Me: It is.
Ducky: But you have a lot of noodles there.
Me: Yeah. Should be enough.
Me: For everyone.
Me: Including you. Don’t worry.
Ducky: Oh good. I was worried you forgot I like your noodles.
Me: No. I couldn’t forget. Certainly not with how close you’ve stayed during the process.
Ducky: I thought I should stay close in case you needed help.
Me: In case I needed help?
Ducky: In case you dropped a noodle.
Me: I thought so.
Ducky: The help I could give would be limited anyway.
Me: No thumbs?
Ducky: No thumbs.
Me: I appreciate the thought. And don’t worry. As soon as the first batch is boiled, you’ll get your noodle.
Ducky: Oh g…
Me: Yes. Noodle.
Ducky: Those are a lot of noodles, Daddy. Noodles. Plural.
Me: I know. But you can’t have too many. They’re not good for you.
Me: I have to keep you healthy.
Ducky: Not as concerned with the health of your fourteen guests?
Me: If you knew what I put in my sauce you’d know the answer to that question.
Ducky: There’s sauce?
Me: I love you, Ducky.
Ducky: I love you, Daddy.
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