March 2012
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MASTERMIND!
I just took the Keirsey Temperament test and apparently I am a Rational Mastermind type.
Mastermind! Hah!
Wait, why are you laughing?
…I will END you.
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incriminating evidence?
The three most recently added bookmarks on my computer;
A website dedicated to cryptography
A Wikipedia article on poisonous plants
A recipe for pumpkin scones.
If I saw these three things on a strangers bookmarks tab, I’d probably assume that they were planning to murder someone with a poison scone and then leave an encrypted note to taunt the police.
I could not locate a .gif which...
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WINCHESTER CITY: nzutin: honest-spy:... →
nzutin:
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digitonicelectronic:
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mikulukashipblog:
ok lets see if that thing with glasses chicks suddenly becoming super weird feminine when they whip off their glasses…
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kiwivolution asked: I'm supposed to be studying for an exam, but I feel it is my duty to send you something amusing to get you through your terrible ordeal. Unfortunately, it is 5 am and my brain's a bit broken. Perhaps I will give you some mental image to ponder. Like a giraffe in a turtle neck.
Work is quiet
Over an hour with no customers. I’ve already cleaned everything twice and have just written six pages worth of the novel.
Would write more but someone has gone and put a Ludacris song on in the stereo department at a stupidly high volume and I can’t think while he is rapping so fast.
Anyone who feels like entertaining me with asks, anon or non-anon, will be rewarded with some kind...
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Teaching myself Esperanto online at 1:30am
I can now demand baked goods in an international language. This seems useful.
Faru por mi mirtelan torton!
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coryinc replied to your post: what even
You dickhead. No one is ‘too cool’ for you. Too cool for school, perhaps, nbut not for my Captain Soiree! Now re-type that message and send it like the chief wench you are! NAO!
Let me just say…
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what even
I just wrote a message in the ask box of someone I follow, but then deleted it because they are just too cool for me and I felt like a giant dork.
Like they are always posting really interesting things and all of their posts get a zillion likes and reblogs and then there’s me;
HALP I DON’T KNOW HOW TO INTERNET. DURRR.
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Biting the bullet
I’ve just applied for a job at a book shop.
This is the first time I’ve ever applied for a job while still employed somewhere else, and I feel kind of bad about it… kind of.
I like the people I work with. I just don’t like the content of the work.
Printing photos might seem like a fun and interesting thing to do—and honestly sometimes it is—but for the most...
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THE OWNER OF THIS BLOG IS DEAD BECAUSE OF...
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This morning when I woke up, I found eBay open on my phone. It was at the commit to purchase screen. Apparently I tried to buy a violin in my sleep.
It’s only $59… I’m now considering buying it just to reward Sleep Cassi for her impressive semi-conscious web browsing skills. I wonder if sleep violin-playing is another of her skills?
I need to stop talking about past versions...
My Dad has ruined an amazing song
Ever since I can remember, my Dad has said that he wants Pink Floyd’s ‘Shine On You Crazy Diamond’ to be played at his funeral. This basically means that every time I listen to it, all I can think about is the fact that one day my parents will be dead. And my brother. And my friends. And EVERYONE.
Ughhhhh I just want to enjoy this song.
Dammit.
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“I’m a William Blake gangsta, so of course you want my Samuel Taylor...”
– John Green, gangsta rap with the curse words replaced by the names of British Romantic poets.
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In ten days
I plan to have finished a rough (read: very rough) first draft of my part fantasy, part sci-fi novel, which at present is titled Augustine but which may soon be changed to The Midway or something else that I have not thought of yet.
I’m mainly posting this as a way to make sure I get it done. Self-imposed deadlines are a handy device, methinks.
I’ve got a couple of...
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time to strap on my job helmet
I have to leave for work in half an hour. I could spend that time trying to make myself vaguely presentable… or I could spend it on Seek trying to find a new day job that doesn’t make me want to scream every time I walk through the doors.
I hate my job. I HATE IT. UGH.
The crazy thing is that I work with one of my best friends. If I can still hate it this much when my coworkers are...
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decisions
I’m sitting here with all twelve volumes of The Story Of My Life by Giacomo Casanova in my book depository cart, mouse pointer hovering over the checkout button, and trying to decide whether it is more important for me to have these books or have adequate food for the next week and a half.
On the one hand, I need food to live.
On the other hand, books.
BOOKS.
