Yeah, I forgot I left this running for a bitty while. Turns out the hours, minutes and seconds re-set when they get to zero.
I still haven’t got my copy in the mail and I’m debating whether or not to shut this down now. It kinda breaks my heart because it’s beautiful but I don’t really need it
But “All Lives matter” doe…
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My health is fading.
The endless stream of spoilers across my dash makes Tumblr a hostile environment for me. I can barely surf the web any more.
Hope fades, day by passing day.
The postie has advanced a ninja level. They managed to drop off one solitary envelope [bank statement] while my back was turned.
I must be more vigilant.
…yet my energy wanes without the precious sustenance of new Steam Powered Giraffe melodies…
I must gather my strength so
Read more »Read more »I can’t draw anything emotional right now. I don’t have the words to express how much these books mean to me.
They have been a part of my life, everyday. Not a day would go by when I would not think of some part Terry Pratchett had written. Funny, smart, wise, sad, thoughtful.
I would quote his words in daily conversations. He had a way of expressing key things, important things very simply. It was perfect.
And that was
We haven’t checked other species yet, but it seems to be almost universal in humans that we can’t help but at least smile, and often begin laughing, when we see a giggly baby.
The Havenworlders retreated behind their safety shields as various human factions began raising their voices.
Shayde, somehow, broke out a gigantic cup of popcorn. She masticated whilst grinning.
Someone, somewhere, pressed a brightly-coloured button.
Starting at the main viewer, every screen in the Ambassadorial Meet became dominated
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*falls to knees* I will worship you and give you my super secret world’s most awesome and diet-breaking brownie recipe if you will write anything at all inspired by this.
(I am totally serious about the brownie recipe, or any other cake recipe since I can’t deliver to your house. I do healthy food too sometimes)
[AN: I’m saving the rest of
Wot, no briz b'n?
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- “Who wouldn’t be angry you ate all of my cereal and faked your death for three years!”
- “I’m going to need you to put on some underwear before you say anything else.“
- “Quick catch that cat it stole my wallet!”
- “Fuck I feel like I got hit by a car… Wait I did? And it was your car?”
- “The skirt is short on purpose.”
- “I can’t believe I’m sitting in space jail with you of all people.
but how do you forget about a flamethrower
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At least I’m getting exercise. My regime? Running like a mad thing from the computer desk at the back of my house to the front gate to go get the mail as soon as humanly possible. All catalysed by the very instant I detect the postie’s approach.
I’ve now set an alarm so I should be out there to greet them. My plan is to chirp a sunny, “Any parcels for me today?” as if it isn’t any
Read more »Grab another one!
http://thepreciousthing.tumblr.com/post/121702150607/finding-flight-okay-but-imagine-a-medieval
Most sailors feared to go near the Siren Pass. Beyond, they whispered, were shores of gold where the waves broke with pearls and gems as sea foam. Where untold riches and wealth awaited for anyone who could actually survive the pass. Here, there be mermaids. They decorate the rocks with foolhardy sailors who chance too close and fall victim to their song. Their bones, anyway. All of them picked clean and bleached
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Catmouflage
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Read more »like who’s gotta clean that shit up, and how long does it take that shit to get rank & moldy before someone is forced to clean up the nasty?
yarnbombing is NOT tenderpunk.
encouraging your friends to be mindful by not yarnbombing IS tenderpunk.Literally like instead of yarn bombing, make blankets and sweaters. 1. They’re actually useful and 2. They’re not left there to get nasty and moldy forcing someone to clean it
Sleep eludes me so doodling Victorian robots while listening to The Vice Quadrant.
dude this style is kickass!
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