November 2008
A Petition to Marry 2D People →
freeminds:
This is just too much. ;A;
Heard of this and WTF-ed all over the place. T___T
October 2008
Happy Halloween, Tumblr!
To Do List for the Day:
1.) Homework
2.) Art
3.) Candy
4.) Internets
5.) Sleep
London Street Art! →
Hide not your talents. They for use were made. What’s a sundial in the shade?
– Benjamin Franklin (via rulesformyunbornson)
Dammit, Mimi, you HAD to go and make me read...
cwnerd12:
And I noticed a sentance I hadn’t realized the meaning of in the forward before, when the editor is recounting the fates of some of the people mentioned in the memoir: “Mrs. ‘Richard F. Schiller’ died in childbed, giving birth to a stillborn girl, on Christmas Day 1952, in Gray Star, a settlement in the remotest northwest.”!
T_T
“‘Humbert Humbert’, their author had...
hellovagina:
—- and I looked and looked at her, and knew as clearly as I know I am to die, that I loved her more than anything else. She was only the faint violet whiff and dead leaf echo of the nymphet I had rolled myself upon with such cries in the past; an echo on the brink of a russet ravine, with a far wood under a white sky, and brown leaves choking the brook, and one last cricket in the...
The People's Mario (Flash) →
cwnerd12:
(via mostlyharmless) Sheer brizilliance. srsly. Slava Mario!
Heil Mario! Or something like that…
Two things cannot be in one place. Where you tend a rose, a thistle cannot grow.
– Frances Hodgson Burnett (The Secret Garden)
A room without books is like a body without a soul.
– Cicero… improving my speech on promoting literacy!
I hate though how no one watches it and it’s dangerously close to...
– Comment on how we could save Pushing Daisies.
Well, shit, math class...
…was inspiring. O_____o
Now, if I can only find time to realize my doodles.
Greif is in the GM shower, I think.
– Claudia
</insidejoke>
If a guy has amnesia and forgets ALL about sex, does that make him a virgin?
– Lyzander
Well, does it?
‘I hate a Roman named Status Quo!’ he said to me. ‘Stuff your...
– Lines from Farenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury.
I just finished it. It was epic.
A sawed-off shotgun full of secrets...
Or maybe grievances!
A. I’m fucking tired.
B. I still have homework.
C. They’re still telling me about how awful a job I’m doing.
D. MATH, I HATE YOU.
E. Those tweezers hate me too.
F. My mom is ruining my posture.
G. I’m still sick.
But at least I was productive in math class. And by productive, I mean I started a Delirium sketch with actual potential! I...
My name is Ned. I wake pies and make the dead… That was creepy.
– Ned
This has been more brilliant than all of the... →
This is why I am a woman...
I just spent probably thirty minutes trying to figure out why I couldn’t turn my car keys, thus preventing my car from starting. It turns out that cars have these locks that activate once in a while, and you’d have to turn the wheel before turning the key to start the car.
Here’s a shout-out to the random guy who took five minutes out of his time to help me get home in time to...
Hello, messy desk!
So, yes, I officially picked up a paintbrush today in an attempt to learn how to properly work with watercolors. I CONSTANTLY have to remind myself that this is practice. PRACTICE. It’s for practice, practice, practice. It doesn’t have to be perfect, Mimi, it’s PRACTICE.
Also, I freaking hate Walmart watercolor paper. So there.
Expect crappy, half-assed watercolor art soon. :)
Isn’t it awesome how Ned and Chuck have eye-sex all the time?
– Pushing Daisies fan on Livejournal
I SO love the term eye-sex.