i want this tattoo’d all over my body
is some creep trying to pester you into a relationship? are you ready to shut them out of your life once and for all and look cute as frick doing it?
here’s a video to help you boot that sucker so far into the friendzone they’ll wish they’d never met you in the first place!
taylor’s amazing god bless
*drags half dead corpsey body onto tumblr* Sorry about my infrequent posting guys, I’ve had woooooork. *shambles off to sleep in the tub*
Of course the breeze blows the bedroom door shut as I’m reading creepypasta on an insomniac episode. Of course the wind picks up and blows the curtain across my leg at during an unsettling reveal. Of course my spouse just cracked all of his toes. It’s a good thing I’m already not getting any sleep tonight.
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Last night a kid came in to the photoset and apologised because the flash hit his eyes and he thought the camera took a picture of him because of that. If we weren’t closing, I wanted to show him how the camera worked, but I could only tell him that the light from a camera flash lit up the whole area and the picture is of what the lens is pointing at.
Map of the World by Natural Skin Color
i’m really dumbfounded that i never realized skin colour is literally just caused by being closer to or farther from the equator and the resulting sun exposure and skin darkening
actually, its an adaptation. natural selection. people with darker skin are selected for in areas near the equator, where the melanin that causes the darker color protects them from radiation and protects them from skin cancer and other health defects, and because they are healthier they can pass on that trait more. people near the poles have lighter skin because it allows them absorb more of the limited sunlight to convert to vitamin d.
THIS IS THE THING SOME PEOPLE HATE OTHER PEOPLE OVER.
Evolution of melanin levels based on geographical location.
Hey Calla, this probably isn’t the time or the place, but I want to thank you for doing this for me. At a time when the people around me made me feel like I was less than garbage just for existing, you stuck by me and not only treated me like a person but willingly called me your friend, even when I acted like a butt to you (and I still do sometimes). Especially when I came out to you. I was prepared to lose you as a friend that day, and you proved me so, so wrong and for that I can never thank you enough.
Thank’s for sticking by me these past eleven years. I don’t deserve you, but I did need you.
release the penguins
are those ten fortes
I see two dinosaurs nuzzling each other.
EIGHT NOTE CHORDS? What instrument(s) is this for? An octopus??
Its called the Death Waltz, and was written as a joke but people have attempted it on piano.
Saxes move downstage.
SWEET JESUS CLICK THAT
that link is not the Death Waltz, but still a fun song!
#presses this film to my chest like a hot water bottle #i vividly remember seeing this in the cinema and i hadn’t really investigated it fully and thought it was a genuine period-accurate chaucer #and for the first 3 or so minutes and I was just wtf?? #and then i recall it perfectly - my brain just said FUCK IT THIS IS AWESOME #SOMEONE CRANK UP THE QUEEN SOUNDTRACK #GET IN LOSER - WE’RE GOING JOUSTING #and there’s practically no cast member i would not messily make out with #in a handsy way
I absolutely rank this as one of the big Moments in my life as a person who actively engages with text. That is, this is a movie that you either decide to just GO WITH or you peace out as soon as you see a crowd of medieval jousting fans jamming to “We Will Rock You.” You CANNOT just passively take it in. You MUST make a choice, and either accept or reject its wacky nature.
I, obviously, decided that HELL YES was I into this and have never regretted it.
A TOAST TO ALL WHO ARE INTO A KNIGHT’S TALE UNIRONICALLY, particularly if you’re also an English history/language geek.
My only regret is that Chaucer’s costume did not remain just Paul Bettany’s skin.
Just finished with work for the night and I am dead tired goodnight I’m gonna hobble into this hole and die now.
on the right we have a wheat thin.
on the left we have this fucking abomination that was hanging out among the wheat thins what the fuck it’s like a wheat toboggan
I need to get some rest. it’s 3am in the morning and I need to head over for work tomorrow. (Yes, a very wise decision for me.)
Heh, you too?
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Today (technically yesterday, it’s now 3 in the morning where I live) I took the local bus to the Walmart in town to get the Jackson-Hewitt guy to do my taxes for me, and as I got on I saw that everyone on the bus, sans driver, was black (all college age, probably from WU). I, of course, don’t give any sort of shit. Race is a thing I notice and then file away as a physical descriptor in case I need to give a witness statement or something (it’s especially helpful if someone I see goes missing, which happened once).
A brief explanation: I have a serious problem with touching. I will not touch a thing that isn’t mine without express permission. I still ask my Glorious Spouse if I can get a thing from the fridge even though we’ve been living together for the better part of a year, because it’s his apartment. And I especially revile touching strangers (in fact, the best way to gauge my comfort level with a person is how liberal I am with touching them. My poor best friend gets manhandled practically every time I see her.)
So it must’ve been pretty amusing to all these black college kids that as they’re going about their day commuting from place to place, this girl who is paler than porcelain (not shitting you, I don’t have any melanin in my skin at all, I’m practically bio-luminescent) has just gotten on the bus and is doing everything in her power to not touch anyone on her way to the empty seat in the middle next to the children’s booster seat. But I’m all whatever, and I get comfortable because it’s just another day where someone mistakes my weird physical contact avoidance for casual racism.
But then it got a little better: right as the woman seated across the aisle from me turned to give me a look, another white woman got on, and as she passed me she bumped my arm, and I immediately froze and began frantically wiping my arm off with my other hand (it calms) and a look of realization dawned on the other woman’s face.
I can only imagine what went through her mind. Probably something along the lines of “Oh, she hates everyone.”
(Seriously sorry everyone on that bus had to see that though)
mcalhen-creations said: do you follow cherrim or abyssalchronicles? They’re good for Tales of stuff, and lots of it. There’s probably more, I don’t follow enough myself. :’(
Followed both just now, many much thank yous :D
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A lot of the people I follow for fandom reasons are slowly turning into SJWs (or maybe they’ve always been like that and I never saw their posts). Guys. Please stop. I like you just the way you are, you don’t have to start shit just to feel good about yourselves :(
*sigh* Guess I’ll come back in five years when you’re all jaded from that shit and want nothing to do with past you.
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