Good news, bad news, more good news, maybe more bad news.
New fic chapter. Finally. The early onset of fall seems to have put me in a writing mood, for today at least.
This is the start of my favourite chapter of this fic thus far. However! The second part is where all the really good bits are, and I still have to edit that more. Here’s hoping this string of writing motivation lasts a bit so I can get it done for you. Because…
This is the last chapter that is actually written in any form beyond stream-of-consciousness outlining. So I have a LOT of writing to do. Expect a longer-than-usual hiatus. Sorry.
For now… enjoy this. And then hopefully enjoy part 2 soon. And then I AM SO SORRY ABOUT WHERE YOU WILL BE LEFT HANGING!!!!
Author Neil Gaiman (@neilhimself) recounts a bloody memory of MythBuster’s Adam Savage, and Adam puts Gollum on the phone for a performance of “I Will Survive” at Minnesota Public Radio’s Wits.
If you haven’t seen this, you should see this. It will cheer you up, if you need cheering up.
Wits is the best.
So someone said to me that you can never meet a good person off the Internet. I want to prove them wrong. Reblog if you’ve met someone from the Internet and they’ve turned out to be one of the best people to ever exist.
love you, drizzit!
and then i have my den of cohorts. ;)
LOVE YOU BACK!!!
Also, podficcers. Love your faces!
SKinned ALIVE BY JUGGALOS!!!!!!
devoured by my failures holy shit
fucked by life
yeah thats in the process as we speak
Skinned alive by a fucking cloud
Assassinated by living.
Buried alive by Republicans.
suffocated by meth addicts. i currently live in the meth capital of america (yay?), so this has a possibility of happening. did not expect reality from this. >.>
Tortured by life.
When you are an affluent-seeming white man and you ask for things that don’t belong to you, sometimes you’re not really asking. It’s sort like Bill Clinton asking Monica Lewinsky to have sex with him. There’s a context behind the asking.
When you ask a serviceperson for something that doesn’t belong to you, there is often a subtext of, “If I complain to your manager, you know your manager is going to listen to me. Just look at me, and look at you.”
And sometimes, of course, this is not the case at all, and you’re just being a garden-variety annoying customer. Or a bully.
If you seem to be “getting everything you want,” you should probably examine whether you’re getting it at someone’s expense, or whether you’re just constantly, in small ways, making the world worse.
Go and read the article
I’ve been trying to find a way to put this into words. I’m glad someone managed to.
I like how the original title for The Fault in Our Stars is all poetic and then the Norwegians just translated it to “fuck destiny” and I think that’s beautiful
Aw man, I thought for sure this had to be bullshit but nope
Why is it always Norway
Norway, a nation where you can put the word “fuck” on the cover of a young adult novel.