Hello :)

Aug. 23rd, 2017 09:10 pm
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NAME: Lynn
AGE: 30
INTERESTS & HOBBIES: It's honestly easier if you check out my profile list (too many to list). Tbh, my username is pretty freaking obvious, if not a little embarrassing lol.
LOOKING FOR: People who like to post on here regularly and have similar interests, honestly. Current interests include South Park, The 1975, Tokio Hotel, cross-stitching, um... Pokemon and ummmmm, video games, really? Idk.
ANYTHING ELSE?: I miss this platform, so I'm trying to start over here and make some new friends here. I know this is probably a SUPER dull post, I just...am really terrible at introducing myself :/

Oblique void Universe in a nutshell

Aug. 23rd, 2017 06:17 pm
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There is no nothing
for what we call nothing
which is really space
is definately something
emptiness void abyss
all something like glass
from lights point of view
as we are as light to space
we offer eachother no resistance
and yet are as real as eachother
transparent matter to light is space
and perhaps as light is refracted
bent and reflected through glass
and transparent crystal
perhaps so too time, which is
nothing more than the motion of
matter through space also unknown
to our perspective, is also reflected, bent
and reflected on surfaces of spacial
objects creating multiple and changing
dimensions and timelines just beyond our grasp and view

and matter, is but tight loops
of energy caught in the mass of
thier own spin, and energy
but a wave and a wave
tantamaount to a sound
and what if that sound be the voice of God?
and we say but the vibration
is the matter and the void
and yet originated beyond either
and what be beyond that? be that God?
or is there nothing beyond nothing?
no nothing, an infinite soup
of voids as resistance free solids
housing thier own equivacle energy and matter
or something completely as of yet unseen
be there as yet some undiscovered medium, energy or substance
beyond in perceptive ability all
these forementioned things, be that
unknown, the foundation of the known
and so unknown revealed and known
knows and reveals new, or at least
unnoticed unknown without limit, eternal
forever and always every and all things
or be all these things God
or consciousness assuming different
roles in a great universal play
like children playing
and do children not play in
joy and love
so are we not all love and joy?
endlessly playing together
playing out all possible possibilities
presently, now, right now,
now here, right here, nowhere, here now
loves endless imagination pictured
be it possible that all
existance exist within the
imagination of consciousness
of life itself, of all life
each and every no matter what and where
and what if all these forementioned things be alive
and conscious on some level
so what then
be life a dream
of existance or a choice
whats next?
its all immaginary lines, remove
them and all life becomes as
vital to one as ones favourite limb
ergo all existance or at
leastthe knowing of its existance
is a perfect circle the circle
of life thats it.
Endless imagination of the heart in love
and what then of eternal serenely tranquil peace,
and what is peace but a sense of space
some sort of oblique void

Too Much Time and Space

Aug. 23rd, 2017 06:14 pm
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Life used to be so simple when Earth was the hub
in a Universe of twinkling stars that revolved around us.
The moon rose, the stars circled, the seasons came and went.
People were born, lived three-score years and ten,
Then died and were buried, remembered with legacies.
But now we're told Earth is a speck of dust
One of nine planets in our solar system circling a mediocre star, our Sun,
which is one tiny sand grain on an endless beach of stars in the Milky Way,
which is one of billions of galaxies in the vast, endless space of the Universe
stretching unimaginably way out there, beyond eternity and comprehension.

Humans have strode the earth for 200,000 years of so,
Life has been here for 3.9 billion years,
The Big Bang, that conceived the Universe, occurred 13.8 billion years ago.
So human existence is a tiny pico-second in the lifetime of the universe.
So how does it help to know humans are a mere skerrick in time and space,
In a universe so old and vast it belies comprehension,
how does knowing this help in any way?

hello

Aug. 22nd, 2017 10:52 pm
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NAME: tarobun
AGE: Twenty-three (ee-ee-ee-ee, in the tune of Taylor Swift's "Twenty-two").
ABOUT ME: Software developer in the Silicon Valley, who is surprised and happy at her occupation but struggles with managing the normal day-to-day of adult life. I live with my mom and sister in a Chinatown basement and used to play Neopets a lot as a kid.
ADJECTIVES: dysfunctional, verbose, ruminative, reserved/introverted, stoic. Wow, wish I could think of some more positive ones!
INTERESTS & HOBBIES: Ice skating, reading sci-fi/fantasy, anime/manga (particularly josei manga), arts + crafts (crochet, watercolor paints), roller skating, visual novels, watching Let's Play videos, old jrpgs and indie games, Neopets dailies
I don't actually engage in most of my hobbies that often these days, aside from ice skating and possibly rollerskating. :( What can I say, I'm not such a motivated person... Lately, I've been watching some tv shows: GoT, Insecure, Bojack Horseman, and Rick and Morty.
LOOKING FOR: Random musings, journals whose authors have similar interests
WHAT I'LL JOURNAL ABOUT:
  • Long, ruminative posts which may exhibit anxiety or depression but hopefully some that just talk about what's been going on in my life.
  • References to coding, software engineering, and the Silicon Valley because it's a part of my life.
  • Some short, mundane updates about my current status.
  • Dating, whenever that happens.*
  • Maybe some posts discussing media or literature I've been consuming (books, anime, manga, tv shows, movies).
  • I might write about politics or culture if there's something I need to debrief about.**

POSTING FREQUENCY: Probably not that frequent -- I find it hard to manage my time and therefore find it hard to find time to write lengthy, unwieldy posts. But when they come, they might be long to make up for it! ;)
CONFESSION: I've never gotten a tattoo and don't have any piercings***, BUT I secretly want to get a cartilage piercing and double lobe piercing. You know, so I can connect a chain from my helix to my lobe**** :D and just put some studs in my lobe in the other ear.
I'd also love to get a tattoo, only I can't think of any image of enough significance or appeal to me that I'd want to put it on my body. :( And I don't want to just have a random tattoo for the sake of having a tattoo.
It's a confession because I have a very straight-laced appearance to-date, by the way.
OTHER: If you can't tell, I'm a fan of footnotes.

* I don't go on dates often.
** I'm a feminist and believe in social justice (natural consequence of attending a small liberal-artsy women's college).
*** The standard lobe piercings I got at 8 healed up after I left them alone when they got infected.
**** But I won't actually do this because I hear cartilage is a pain to pierce due to slow healing, and I hate fuss.

Links:
Me right now, at 23 - second post, example of rambling you can expect
For more examples, just read my latest posts.. I haven't made them private (so far) :D
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This is from last year, and is a quite comprehensive post aimed at authors.

Corinne Duyvis and Kayla Whaley, writing at Disability in Kidlit:

http://disabilityinkidlit.com/2016/07/08/introduction-to-disability-terminology/

Creativity Welcomed

Aug. 21st, 2017 01:12 pm
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NAME: Amy Carter

AGE: Just turned 41 on August 5th

INTERESTS & HOBBIES: Cosplay & Art

LOOKING FOR: Like minded creative individuals that is into comic cons, cosplay and learning things and / or brainstorming right along with me. I would not say that I am 'pro' though others may disagree with that. I just like to being creative, experiment and see what happens. Feel free to check out my interests to see if we're a good match.

ANYTHING ELSE?: This account is just my sewing account, nothing 'personal' per say. I am currently working on moving my cosplay stuff over to this dreamwidth account from my LiveJournal account. It is quite a slow process so please bare with me. Also most of my costumes are MERMAIDS! *ahem* I have a slight obsession. ;p

ALSO KNOWN AS: [personal profile] sinicallytwisted <--- My art journal, which is also being worked on. ;)

Prompt for 2017-08-21

Aug. 21st, 2017 12:53 pm
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Today's prompt is "looking up".

(Shout out to everyone watching today's total solar eclipse!)

Prompt for 2017-08-20

Aug. 20th, 2017 09:15 am
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Today's prompt is "a day of roses".

too many numbers

Aug. 19th, 2017 05:13 pm
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when you go to the doctor & are asked to give your birthday date for then to look you up in the records (do they do that everywhere or just where i live?) does anyone else have to think for a while?

i have have to sort though my brother's, my dad's, my mother's birthday before i get to my birthday.

and i have to remember phone numbers, PINs, addresses & social security number.

at times it's just too much.
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they ask me to remember
but they want me to remember
their memories
and i keep on remembering
mine

Hello! ♡

Aug. 18th, 2017 09:35 pm
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Name: Kody
Age: 21, turning 22 next month!
Location: Hawaii, USA
Subscription/Access Policy: Mostly friends-only, but I'd love to add anyone who shares similar interests!

Interests and hobbies: Right now, my main fandom is Hey! Say! JUMP/Johnny's Entertainment groups. I also like anime (Cardcaptor Sakura, Noragami, Sword Art Online, Owari no Seraph, Kuzu no Honkai, Kimi no na wa, Sukitte ii na yo, etc.) and video games (Persona 3 + 4 + 5, League of Legends, Overwatch, Animal Crossing, Harvest Moon, etc.) , but my interest in those are wavering a bit. ;w; I passively try to become more fluent in Japanese, so anything in the language has a chance of piquing my interest, haha. Other than those things though, I don't have too many prominent hobbies, as I'm a student and I have a retail job, so I don't have too much free time. :<

Looking for: Anyone with similar interests, mostly HSJ/JE groups! ;w; I used to be on LJ back in the day and had a blast connecting with others in the same fandoms, but I've been having a hard time finding friends on DW. (._.);;

Hymns by Sherman Alexie

Aug. 18th, 2017 07:24 pm
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Published August 16, 2017 in response to recent events in the United States

Why do we measure people's capacity
To love by how well they love their progeny?

That kind of love is easy. Encoded.
Any lion can be devoted

To its cubs. Any insect, be it prey
Or predator, worships its own DNA.

Like the wolf, elephant, bear, and bees,
We humans are programmed to love what we conceive... )
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If I'm honest with you, I'm probably much too close to this book to have a fair opinion of it. On the other hand, it's a gorgeous, loving, clear-eyed and critical portrait of the world in which I live. In a week that felt hopeless, this book gave me a beautiful and hopeful place to be, and I adored it without reservation.
Powell’s Books beckoned to us in red, black, and white, like a flag for a new America. One that’s educated, homegrown, and all about sustaining local book culture.

Libraries are where nerds like me go to refuel. They are safe-havens where the polluted noise of the outside world, with all the bullies and bro-dudes and anti-feminist rhetoric, is shut out. Libraries have zero tolerance for bullshit. Their walls protect us and keep us safe from all the bastards that have never read a book for fun.

Juliet is a fat 19yo Puerto Rican lesbian writer from the Bronx, spending her summer in Portland, Oregon, interning with Harlowe Brisbane, the white feminist author of Raging Flower: Empowering your Pussy by Empowering your Mind. Shenanigans ensue, and they are gloriously, heartbreakingly real: a science fiction writing workshop honoring Octavia Butler; a reading at Powell's that goes horribly wrong; a queer POC party in Miami.

Rivera is brilliant on the rollercoaster that is growing up one or more kinds of "other" and trying to be true to your authentic self before you have quite figured out what that is.
You are your own person, Juliet. If it’s a phase, so what? If it’s your whole life, who cares? You’re destined to evolve and understand yourself in ways you never imagined before.

She is also extremely acute on the specific failures of white feminism. At a moment in history when our alliances may or may not save the world, it's on white women to understand how our thoughtlessness can inflict deep injuries on our best allies. And it's on white women to stop that shit.

This is a first novel and unpolished, but it's a huge shiny diamond full of light and color and my favorite thing I've read in the challenge so far.

2 links 17 August 2017

Aug. 17th, 2017 11:15 pm
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Eric Deggans on NPR (All Things Considered):

Netflix, ABC Portrayals Of Autism Still Fall Short, Critics Say

http://www.npr.org/sections/health-shots/2017/08/11/542668400/netflix-abc-portrayals-of-autism-still-fall-short-critics-say

You can read or listen to this piece, which is about "The Good Doctor" and "Atypical".
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Ian McEwan's acclaimed novels On Chesil Beach and Saturday both take place over the course of a single day, in an improbably lily-white version of England. Race-bending this formula is the fundamentally good idea beneath Black Bread White Beer. When we meet Amal and his white wife Claud, they have just lost a pregnancy in the first trimester, but they go ahead and visit Claud's parents in East Sussex as planned.

The novel is at its sharpest and funniest when Amal is reporting his Pakistani parents' reactions to his horrible in-laws:
‘What she means is, we wish you all the luck in the world, Amal, but you must watch your back. Her people look like a bunch of backstabbers. Never trust them for an instant.’

There are also some moving passages where Amal imagines what he and Claud would be like as parents:
Theirs would not be paraded about like Sussex show ponies. There were plenty of cool, funky children they could take as their template.

or what their lives would be like child-free:
They could buy a holiday home abroad. Two. One on each hemisphere if that is what would make her happy. He racks his mind to think of the childless couples they know – not the kids from the office; guys their age and older – but cannot dredge any up. In their immediate circle, there are no trailblazers, only conformists. No matter. They are taste makers, she and him. They can set the precedent.

As with McEwan, though, I found these characters difficult to warm to. Amal and Claud both struck me as joyless corporate drones, preoccupied with status, their world devoid of beauty and pleasure. A technically adroit book, but not for me.

Aziz Ansari, Modern Romance, 2015

Aug. 17th, 2017 10:01 am
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I loved Aziz Ansari in Parks and Recreation and I revere his own series, Master of None. The "Thanksgiving" episode of Master of None is one of the best things I have ever seen on television. So I picked up Modern Romance with some enthusiasm.

In a classic Tom Haverford move, rather than just write the obligatory you-have-succeeded-as-a-comedian-on-TV book (Bossypants, Girl Walks Into a Bar, I'm Just a Person, Paddle Your Own Canoe, Self-Inflicted Wounds, The Bedwetter, Yes Please... yeah, it's a genre), Ansari teamed up with Stanford sociologist Eric Klinenberg to figure out both why technologically-mediated dating is such an unrelieved horror show and, reading between the lines, why Ansari was finding it difficult to meet a nice woman.

The resulting book reminded me a bit of Bill Bryson's A Short History of Nearly Everything in that it's as curious and interesting as it is funny. Ansari's quizzical sweetness shines especially in his reporting on the specific dating scenes in Buenos Aires, Doha, Paris and Tokyo.
In Japan, posting any pictures of yourself, especially selfie-style photos, comes off as really douchey. Kana, an attractive, single twenty-nine-year-old, remarked: “All the foreign people who use selfies on their profile pic? The Japanese feel like that’s so narcissistic.” In her experience, pictures on dating sites would generally include more than two people. Sometimes the person wouldn’t be in the photo at all. I asked what they would post instead.

“A lot of Japanese use their cats,” she said.

“They’re not in the photo with the cat?” I asked.

“Nope. Just the cat. Or their rice cooker.”

“I once saw a guy posted a funny street sign,” volunteered Rinko, thirty-three. “I felt like I could tell a lot about the guy from looking at it.”

This kind of made sense to me. If you post a photo of something interesting, maybe it gives some sense of your personality? I showed a photo of a bowl of ramen I had taken earlier in the day and asked what she thought of that as a profile picture. She just shook her head. OH, I GUESS I CAN’T HOLD A CANDLE TO THAT STREET SIGN DUDE, HUH?

For me, the most engaging part of the book was seeing insights that later ended up as jokes in Master of None. I endorse and seek to emulate this kind of creative reuse! As for meeting a nice woman, the gossip rags tell me that Ansari was in a relationship with pastrychef Courtney McBloom for a while, but they parted amicably last year. So it goes.

Meliora - Transmogrified

Aug. 17th, 2017 04:15 pm
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Title: Meliora
Credit to: [community profile] inconformista
Base style: Transmogrified
Type: full layout in CSS
Best resolution: 1024x768 or above
Tested in: Firefox, Google Chrome, IE



Click the thumbnail to preview the layout
Layout is here @ [community profile] inconformista

do you speak persian | kaveh akbar

Aug. 16th, 2017 10:53 pm
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Some days we can see Venus in mid-afternoon. Then at night, stars
separated by billions of miles, light travelling years

to die in the back of an eye.

Is there a vocabulary for this—one to make dailiness amplify
and not diminish wonder?

I have been so careless with the words I already have.

I don’t remember how to say home
in my first language, or lonely, or light.

I remember only
delam barat tang shodeh, I miss you,

and shab bekheir, goodnight.

How is school going, Kaveh-joon?
Delam barat tang shodeh.

Are you still drinking?
Shab bekheir.

For so long every step I’ve taken
has been from one tongue to another.

To order the world:
I need, you need, he/she/it needs.

The rest, left to a hungry jackal
in the back of my brain.

Right now our moon looks like a pale cabbage rose.
Delam barat tang shodeh.

We are forever folding into the night.
Shab bekheir.

hello!

Aug. 15th, 2017 08:33 pm
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ɴᴀᴍᴇ: ᴀʟɪᴄɪᴀ ᴊᴏᴀɴ ᴏʀ ᴀᴊ
ᴀɢᴇ: 25
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: ʟᴀs ᴠᴇɢᴀs, ɴᴠ.
 
ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏʙʙɪᴇs: I'ᴍ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴇɴ ʏᴇᴀʀs ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ. Yɪᴋᴇs! I ᴀʟsᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅʀᴀᴡ, ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀʙʙʟᴇ ɪɴ ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ. I'ᴍ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ғᴏʀ ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ᴅᴇsɪɢɴ. I ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ/ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴍɪx ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ғᴇᴡ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛs ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇ Rᴏʙᴇʀᴛ Cʀᴜᴍʙ, Hᴇʀɴᴀɴᴅᴇᴢ Bʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀs, ᴀɴᴅ Cʜᴀʀʟᴇs Bᴜʀɴs. I ᴀʟsᴏ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ Bᴀᴛᴍᴀɴ's ᴠɪʟʟᴀɪɴs ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ Bᴀᴛᴍᴀɴ ʜɪᴍsᴇʟғ, ʜᴀʜᴀ.

ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇs: Pʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ Pᴀʀᴀᴅɪsᴇ, Rᴏᴄᴋʏ Hᴏʀʀᴏʀ, Dᴏᴏᴍ Gᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, Dᴇᴀᴛʜ Pʀᴏᴏғ, Gʜᴏsᴛ Wᴏʀʟᴅ, Pᴜʟᴘ Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, Dᴇᴛʀᴏɪᴛ Rᴏᴄᴋ Cɪᴛʏ, Hᴇᴅᴡɪɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ Aɴɢʀʏ Iɴᴄʜ, Pʀɪsᴄɪʟʟᴀ: Qᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ Dᴇsᴇʀᴛ, A Gᴏᴏғʏ Mᴏᴠɪᴇ, Aᴜsᴛɪɴ Pᴏᴡᴇʀs, Sᴏ I Dᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɴ As Mᴜʀᴅᴇʀᴇʀ, Mᴀsᴋ, Rᴇsᴇʀᴠᴏɪʀ Dᴏɢs, Kɪʟʟ Bɪʟʟ, ᴇᴛᴄ.

ᴛᴠ sʜᴏᴡs: Tʜᴇ Oғғɪᴄᴇ, Aᴍᴇʀɪᴄᴀɴ Hᴏʀʀᴏʀ Sᴛᴏʀʏ (ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇxᴄɪᴛᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ sᴇᴀsᴏɴ??), Pᴀʀᴋs & Rᴇᴄ, Bʟᴀᴄᴋ Mɪʀʀᴏʀ, Fᴜᴛᴜʀᴀᴍᴀ, Sɪx Fᴇᴇᴛ Uɴᴅᴇʀ, Mᴀᴅ Mᴇɴ, Cʜᴇᴡɪɴɢ Gᴜᴍ, ᴜɴɪᴛᴇᴅ sᴛᴀᴛᴇs ᴏғ ᴛᴀʀᴀ, ᴀɴᴅ sᴏ ᴏɴ!

ᴍᴜsɪᴄ: Pɪxɪᴇs, Tʜᴇ Gʀᴏᴡʟᴇʀs, Tʜᴇ Cʀᴀᴍᴘs, Tʜᴇ Mᴜᴍᴍɪᴇs, Tʜᴇ Sʜɪᴛʙɪʀᴅs, Sʜᴀɴɴᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ Cʟᴀᴍs, Pᴏʀᴛɪsʜᴇᴀᴅ, Sʟᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ Kɪɴɴᴇʏ, Jᴏʏ Dɪᴠɪsɪᴏɴ, 80's/90's ʀ&ʙ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪᴘ-ʜᴏᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʟʟʏ ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. Nᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴘᴜʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ "ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ʀᴀᴘ ɴ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʀʏ" ᴄᴜᴢ I'ᴠᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴏғ ʙᴏᴛʜ.

ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ: Rᴇᴀʟʟʏ, ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴀᴅᴅ ᴍᴇ!  Lᴇᴛ's ᴄʜᴀᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴡᴇ sʜᴀʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴏɴ (ᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛ)! Eᴠᴇɴ ɪғ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ᴍʏ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ʜᴀs sᴇᴇᴘᴇᴅ ᴛʜʀᴜ ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɪᴍᴘʀᴇssᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs - ʟᴇᴛ's ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ! I'ᴍ ᴠᴇʀʏ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ. Sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs I'ᴍ ғᴜɴɴʏ. Bᴜᴛ I'ᴍ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴡɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ɪᴛ. Wᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴜ sᴛᴜғғ ᴀɴᴅ sᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ ɪs ɴɪᴄᴇ. I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴀʏ ʜᴏᴡ ᴏғᴛᴇɴ I'ʟʟ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ!
 
ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇʟsᴇ: I'ᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴄᴇss ᴏғ sᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ʙʟᴏɢ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɢᴏɪɴɢ, ʙᴜᴛ! ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ʀᴘɢ (ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴏʀ ᴇʟsᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ, I'ᴍ ғᴜʟʟʏ ɪɴᴠᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴊᴏɪɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴜɴɪᴛʏ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ!) ᴀɴᴅ I'ʟʟ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴋɪɴᴅɴᴇss ᴡɪᴛʜ ʟɪɴᴋs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙsᴏʟᴜᴛᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴘᴜᴘᴘʏ ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏs ᴇᴠᴇʀ! Wᴇʟʟ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ I'ʟʟ sᴛɪʟʟ sᴇɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ʏᴀ. ;)

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