"Where I live, there are a lot of apathetic people. People who don’t care at all about what they do or how they do it. They let the world wash over them and barely notice anyone else is even there. Leslie Knope is not one of these people. She cares about everything and everyone in our town. I don’t know how she does it. People come to her with the pettiest, stupidest problems and she cares, like, really, actually cares what happens to them. And if you’re lucky enough to be her friend, your life gets better every day. She spends every waking moment thinking of new ways to make her friends happy. There is something wonderful about seeing someone who has found her true purpose on Earth. For some people, I guess, that’s being an astronaut or a hot-dog eating champion. For Leslie, her true purpose on Earth, her true meaning is making people’s lives better. That’s what I love about her."
antidotes to a bad day/when you don’t feel loved
- clean your room. i mean really clean it. wash your sheets, vacuum, change the curtains, break out the oxyclean and get the stains out.
- call an anonymous number that’s set up for secrets and stories. tell the number everything or make up a story or cry or do whatever you need to say outloud and tell someone who actually won’t tell a soul (imboycrazy’s 8886662045 is a good one)
- have someone around for tea. take care of them and indulge them with your very best cooking.
- if you can’t have someone over, skype and play word games.
- talk to your mom. talk to her about your bad time, or ask her about her day. pick up the phone or go downstairs and reconnect.
- memorize a song from a band you like but have never really listened to.
- listen to someone talk about things that don’t involve you. NPR is good.
- take a walk.
- drink a bunch of cool water.
- pull up youtube videos of yoga and do some.
- make yourself look as lovely as possible, regardless of who’s gonna see you. dress up. be beautiful or handsome or anything.
- wear your favourite clothes.
- listen to starfucker and watch adventure time.
- eat well. either indulge in a frozen pizza or be on your feet cooking for two hours- no middleground.
- fold paper cranes, because if you fold 1000 you get a wish.
- write letters to anyone, or no one, or yourself, but write letters. it’s hard at first but before you know it you’ll be writing pages.
- smell good.
- take a nap.
- watch whatever makes you laugh, even if it’s tactless. who gives a fuck?
- change your computer background to something new.
- learn the difference between lonely and alone.
- learn the difference between patience and being desperate. respect yourself.
- even if you one you love most doesn’t love you back, know that by loving them in the first place is doing the most beautiful and selfless thing in the universe, and it’s not wrong.
Friendly reminder that this is Adam Chanler-Berat’s job description on Facebook.
Butz finds all the magnetism, devotion, and desolation possible in Hanratty. His first-act number, “Don’t Break the Rules,” in which he lays out his law-enforcement philosophy while highlighting his own discomfort at singing and dancing, is the closest thing here to a real showstopper. You’re invested not just in why Hanratty will track down Frank, but how he’ll do it within the boundaries of the musical comedy in which he’s trapped. (Butz’s reluctant arm flicks and kicks are priceless, character-rich dancing.) It’s the centerpiece of Butz’s excellent portrayal, which oscillates between genuine concern for Frank and his country, and sympathy for the brilliant boy who never got the direction he so obviously needed. (x)
younger and more beautiful, to cast you down and take all that you hold dear