My mom hates my sweater and called it the ugliest thing she’s ever seen.
Sorry.
Cognitive. T_T
Opened up a new radio. It’s sensitive to directional and orientation changes, so I’ve been having fun with “pointing” it in different directions, resulting in station changes. It also reacts to my plasma globe.
Cheap thrills.
I need some friends with me.
Hyperion cover art by John Picacio
This image will be on the 2012 Subterranean Press edition.
What do you think? The Shrike looks a bit too outwardly malevolent to me, whereas I always pictured it as somewhat more passive, but the spikes are much better and more terrifying than on the US mass market cover that everyone has seen. Overall, I think it’s quite good.
It needs to look calmer.
Word Vomit: How To: Can we not with the Christmas music please →
Here’s the thing, I love the holidays. Hanukkah, Christmas, Kwanzaa, all of it.
I love the lights, the decorations, the whole no school thing (especially the whole no school thing), the cold weather, bringing in the New Year’s with my family and downing a bottle or two of champagne with mi…
Sometimes, when I’m alone, I begin to curse excessively and loudly at my radio for playing terrible Christmas music.
It's 2015 now.: College adventures #38 →
I hate that I can’t eat healthy here.
I feel terrible about myself.
I’m limited to the stuff they call food that’s served in the cafeteria, which is really just shit.
“Frizzled ham.” Frizzled ham. Frizzled ham. FRIZZLED HAM?! OKAY WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT.
I live off the salad bar,…
New goal for dinner:
Put a string cheese stick into the freezer.
Wait for the string cheese stick to freeze.
Take out the string cheese stick and let it sit in room temperature for about a minute.
Eat newly formed String Cheese Popsicle.
When I got on tumblr today:
Tumblr:
ME:
Tumblr:
II. He who is not jealous cannot love.
— Andreas Cappellanus, The Art of Courtly Love
Sitting alone, listening to Fun, analyzing piano music, and stuffing my face with pretzel M&Ms.
Even when you come home, you will still be one. :) Lavya Sheeshtah.
My reaction when my sister shows me a meme that she thinks is funny, but I don’t:
