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I mean, first there was this super-hawkward district convention thing that went fairly well for us despite… things. But then there was wine tasting.
And after wine tasting (and purchasing) there was mini-golf and go-karts.
And then there was sushi.
And then there was drinks with appearances by Korb and D and a guitarist who did an excellent version of “Firecracker” by Ryan Adams, as well as a lovely cover of Billy Joel’s “New York State of Mind.”
… It was a day. A very, very good day. And tomorrow, I embark on what is sure to be a great week, including team trivia and montage-day with the coworkers, followed by The Shins on Wednesday and True Blood next Sunday. Oh yes.

THE MEN OF THE WEST WING ARE SO PRECIOUS AND PERFECT AND ADORABLE. I wish Toby were in this picture so I could properly explain my undying love for the Josh/Sam/Toby dynamic. Because guhhhh, those guys.
D and I finished season one tonight and started season two to resolve that awful cliffhanger, and I forgot all about Leo’s speech to Bartlet in New Hampshire about how he believes the president should be a good man and I cried. I cried a little. And I remember when I first saw it I was like, 11 or 12 or something and I even cried then. Because it was so true, and it’s STILL so true, and I cannot wait to graduate.
No shame, crying during “The West Wing.” No shame at all.
(Source: thefinestmuffinsandbagels)

Bull. Colin Firth in that sweater is pure sex, you shut your mouth.
(Source: letsbejolly)

Unnnnf, Johnny Marr, why so gorgeous all the time?