Fan. Tastic.
Keeganxiety
Try Not To Worry
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2011-06-16
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2011-06-15
“Hide in your swamp I must, young amphibian. Seeking me for more lousy movies, George Lucas is.”
I totally showed him this. *fingerguns*
Source: jeffreyoverstreet
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2011-04-16
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2011-03-15
Hi, Tumblr! Sorry I’m neglecting you. I remembered I had a wordpress. I’ll try to be more supportive of you from now on.
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2010-11-23
I’m a pretty lax Christian. Honestly, most days if I can get away with being a good person without advertising that I believe Christ died for my sins, I’ll do it. Stuff like this (and some pretty hurtful things said by friends who won’t be named but happen to rhyme with Shmandrew Shminley) is why.
Why are Christians so…
Found at @JesusNeedsNewPR
Also depressing: “Christianity is _________”

Pulled up fresh today.
Source: jesusneedsnewpr.net
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2010-11-07
My little mac has an organic quality I’ve never seen in a PC. And that’s why I like him.
This is my new friend Kristen. She thinks the thoughts that I think but never thought to think. She’s pretty nifty (for a girl (which makes her super nifty, because girls are already nifty (HA! (surprise reverse sexism!)))).
Source: mysoultokeep
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2010-11-06
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2010-10-01
Keeganxieties
Considering how stressed I’ve been these past couple of weeks, I fear I have not been living up to my subtitle. For those not in the know (which is to say, none of you), I’m now in Seattle, working in Kent, trying to find an apartment, all while dealing with a car that decided to crap out on me at the end of my second day of work. It got “fixed”, by which I mean, jury rigged to run on a screwdriver and some positive emotions, only to get rear ended this morning by a kid in a Camry.
Car shopping is in the books for this weekend.
However, since the Jeep (my beloved steed) is undriveable, I’m spending the night with my mom at my aunt and uncle’s new house.
So we come around to the real point of this post.
A long time ago, in an episode of Boy Meets World, Cory joins Topanga for a night of babysitting, and the only advice the father of the child imparts on our titular Boy is that he needs to take a nap on the couch. Because it is so comfortable, you could die on that couch.
I remember this episode, which is really all I remember about Boy Meets World, because for years that has remained my standard by which I have judged all couches.
My aunt and uncle’s couch, where I am writing this, is one of the highest ranking couches I have ever encountered. And only now do I realize how voraciously I would follow a blog or journal written by a couch surfer who reviews not towns or cities or sights or food, but the couches on which he spends his nights.
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2010-09-22
Keegemployment
So, I got a job. Well, according to my employers, Literacy*Americorps and the Multi-Service Center of Federal Way, it’s more of a calling, but I’m just trying to think of it as a job, so as to not go batshit crazy.
I get overwhelmed by the future sometimes.
However, it also means I might actually have things to start writing about. Let’s see how that works out, shall we?
After the move, of course.






