I’ve written before about the ridiculous things that make me #furiouslyhappy. This one’s going on that list. This weekend is Dragon*Con, and if you’re anything like me, you wish you were there, while simultaneously being so glad to avoid the throngs of people that would surely bring on massive panic attacks. If you’re anything likeContinue reading “Wil Wheaton made my heart grow three sizes”
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I kind of want to make this into a t-shirt
I don’t get many negative comments, but the ones that I do get are so hysterical that I always suspect that people are leaving them on purpose just to cheer me up. For example, I just got a comment a few minutes ago saying that I deserve to be angrily divorced for buying a giantContinue reading “I kind of want to make this into a t-shirt”
Huh. Well, that was…unexpected.
I just got a surprising friend-request on facebook. From my stuffed monkey. The internet’s a weird place, y’all. UPDATED: Please stop emailing me to ask me to approve your friend request to Copernicus. I swear to God that’s not me or Victor and I honestly have no clue who it is. Judging from the disturbingContinue reading “Huh. Well, that was…unexpected.”
It’s Sunday, but I wrote all the really blasphemous stuff earlier in the week. I’d like that noted in my permanent record.
You know how I’m always perpetually late for trends and memes? WELL, NOT THIS TIME, MOTHERFUCKERS. Apparently, “stocking“ is the new “leisure diving“ (which was the new “owling“) (which was the new “planking“) and this time I’m totally on time for it. “Stocking” is the new hipster art of imitating stock photography. Why? I DON’T KNOWContinue reading “It’s Sunday, but I wrote all the really blasphemous stuff earlier in the week. I’d like that noted in my permanent record.”
Thank you. I owe you a stabbing.
All those kind words you left me last night? They helped. And today I woke up feeling a little less hurt and a lot less hopeless. I owe you. So here’s the deal. I will stab one person for you, in a non-fatal location. You only get one though, because repetitive motion causes inflammation. Also,Continue reading “Thank you. I owe you a stabbing.”
And suddenly things are right in the universe again.
Last night I mentioned on twitter that Klout had updated my twitter score, and that they had deleted “Satan” as a topic that I was influential about. They replaced “Satan” with “schizophrenic”. Frankly, I’m not even sure how I feel about this. Then today I heard they updated me again. And suddenly, all felt rightContinue reading “And suddenly things are right in the universe again.”









