
So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.
This brought tears to my eyes. You go, vegansanfrancishet. You’re awho wesome.
who else remembers the scene in disney’s motocrossed when all the racer’s start painting their nails after andy says it’s good luck? i loved that scene.
and i love this post even more.
certainly other parts were still only waiting
for something to happen, something grand

Every time I see this face, I just can’t help but think what Cas must be seeing here. He says he can see the demon’s true face, can see inside someone. We’ve all accepted that he can see Dean’s soul when he looks at him.So in this moment he is seeing Dean’s soul. And it must be just so amazing, brighter and more intense than any other soul he has seen.
His face, just look at it, this mix of awe and confusion and just a little bit of fear. I feel like some small part of his grace remembers the soul, remembers the heat of it when he held it close all those years ago. And even without that small part of him nagging that he knows this soul, that this soul is important, the shear beauty of it before him must be so remarkable. It’s broken and tattered and fraying at the edges, but it pulses like a rushing river, illuminates everything it touches with it’s searing light. It’s broken and beautiful and so much more than anything ‘Emmanuel’ as ever seen. A part of him is awed, a part of him confused, and I think a piece of him a bit afraid. Afraid of all that power sealed tight in the body of an ordinary man, whose face causes just the tiniest twinge of remembrance in him.
Michael Scott x Toby Flenderson l The Office
it bugs me that isaac seems to be the new love interest for allison just to cause shallow drama for scott and isaac’s friendship.Let’s make Isaac and Scott get close to push Stiles away and then let’s have Isaac make moves on Allison to cause drama so that Scotty is all lonely and shit and even more likely than usual to do something stupid and ill advised.
