February 2012
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I changed my icon!
And I did it late at night so no one will even realize. No more blue-footed boobies for now. Samwise Gamgee is my favorite fictional character, and since I’m already half-hobbit, I’m part of the way to being just like him. He’s just wonderful in every way, and if I could draw strength from anyone, I’d want it to be from him.
He also gets scandalized when someone...
Anonymous asked: i'm sorry you've been so stressed out lately. i know that feel. :( i hope you feel better, love! <3
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Write a post, delete it.
Write a post, delete it.
Write a post, make it private.
Write a post, delete it.
Write a post, make it private.
“Do you dreeeeeeam in chocolate?”
This Lindt commercial is in my head.
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holy snap, a userscript to edit tags from the... →
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Just laughed out loud and told a friend, “I really don’t think you’re seeing demons,” only to have him respond by saying that he genuinely believes in demons and possession. Oops.
Do you ever go to delete an obnoxious or irrelevant or distasteful comment on Facebook before remembering that since it’s not on your page, you don’t have the authority to do that?
Things I wish I could do:
go out into public without turning into a nervous little dog
that’s it
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oh god I’m back
quick, time to catch up on the oscars
what’s left what’s left
if only I had the same urgency when it came to my schoolwork
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Well, that was a mistake.
I don’t know entirely why “Rainbow Connection” is so important to me anyway, other than the fact that it’s the song I auditioned with three years in a row so it got me some of my best high school memories. But it really means something to me, and it’s Kermit the Frog and I don’t want to be like this, a mess over something so simple and...
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Why do I always have an orchestra concert on Oscars night? I’m 99% certain this happened last year, too. If it wasn’t the Oscars, it was another awards show I really wanted to see.
I need to go hunt down a video of Darren and Kermit to make myself feel better.
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I’m trying so hard to read The Hunger Games. I can only take about two chapters at a time, though.
First-person present tense is about the worst thing I can imagine.
Also the lack of…I don’t know. I’m sorry to have to be the person to whine about something that so many people seem to love, but there’s a lot of summarization rather than narration going on, so it just...
I need to stop going to Meijer at ridiculous times of night.
But I’m finally hungry for dinner and all I have to eat are Wheat Thins and Twizzlers and an insane piece of chocolate cake.
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desertblessingoceancurse:
when your friend comes over but all you do is sit next to each other and use the internet
true friendship
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madame-melodrama replied to your post: I am having my first ever Chipotle burrito. To be…
best burrito ever?
There’s a definite chance.
But man oh man, this is not the kind of food you eat in the presence of other people. There’s no graceful way to do it, I’ve determined that much.
I am having my first ever Chipotle burrito.
To be fair, I’ve had burrito bowls and tacos and salads there.
But never an actual burrito in a giant tortilla, all wrapped up in foil.
I’ve had three bites and so far it’s a truly magical experience.
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I am only consistently reliable for my music responsibilities.
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Okay, I set up a time to go to Student Affairs to talk with someone briefly so I can get assigned to a counselor. Thank you for the encouragement. :)
barber
adagio for strings
in all its incarnations
never not perfect
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Something that surprised me tonight: Apparently I can still find solace in a Michael W. Smith song.
What did people do before they could liveblog their emotional roller coaster nights?
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YOU GUYS.
I finished an assignment.
I FINISHED AN ASSIGNMENT.
And not only did I finish it, but I finished it before its due date.
I still have a lot to do tonight, but I accomplished something. I had homework and I completed it. I wish this wasn’t such a huge deal right now but it is and Enya is singing to me and I just consumed more Twizzlers than I care to know (they shouldn’t make...
It’s past midnight and I’ve gotten zero work done. I have so much to do.
Man, I wish you all could have seen the original post that accidentally went somewhere it really shouldn’t have, because it went on about red, coffee-scented puke and oh my god. I’d re-create it, but that seems false.
The point is that I have so much work to do and no desire to do any of it, but...
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Hey, this is kind of a weird request, but:
If you remember, can you maybe send me a message (or a text, if you have my number) at some point tomorrow before 5 p.m. EST telling me to call Student Affairs to schedule a counseling appointment?
I know I need to do it, but tomorrow I’ll probably find a reason to talk myself out of it, so I need reasons — your encouragement — to not...
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I think this is what’s called “a taste of your own medicine.”
Or something like that.
Like “you can dish it but you can’t take it.”
What if I just described my life in cliches from now on?
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Don’t mind me, softly weeping as I understand, days later, just how amazing of a concept the site MapCrunch is. It can take me places I never even dreamed of going. Average places, places that people call home, places I’ll never be able to go in real life and never could have found it it weren’t for this site.
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No, wait, I’m not done yet. I don’t know if I’m just fucking done with being in school or what, but I spend 90% of one of my Tuesday/Thursday classes seething silently with rage. It’s like being in high school again when everyone decides to not give a shit when there’s a substitute teacher, like having extraneous little conversations and openly mocking the professor...
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Or what about people who have to turn around and look at you when you’re in the general vicinity and you happen to make a noise or something? Earlier today I was driving and turned the corner, and some guy walking up the street turned around to look at me. And it made me furious. And I understand that there’s no reason to actually get angry over something like that, but I really,...
Do you ever get irrationally angry at people walking behind you? Like, goddamn, stop following me. Pick up your feet. I hate that I can hear your pants swishing. What’s making that jingling noise? Seriously, are you stalking me? Find another route. Stop staring at my back, creep. I bet you’re judging my hair. But I’m having a shitty day, okay, so don’t you fucking judge me....
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I will never be over Dave’s father screaming. That came out of nowhere.