So I was attempting to take a nap, and then I remembered the quote “This moment is fleeting, because it’s being chased by another moment” from “Zip Zip Zip” and now I’m scouring the internets to see if I can find that quote in gif form. On my phone. From my bed.
This is why I can’t sleep like a normal human being, isn’t it?
So I’m using my laptop in bed, which always ends poorly, but I’m doing it anyway, and I think I just attempted to hide under my computer the way that you hide under your covers?
I think that means it’s time for me to put the computer away and go the fuck to sleep.
Sweater Dress Week!
I’ve decided that this week I’m going to wear nothing but sweater dresses, just because.
I can’t decide what’s weirder, the fact that I have enough sweater dresses that I can wear them every single day, or the part where I’ve randomly decided that I’m dressing on a theme for a week.
Ask me to take a picture of any aspect of my life that you’re interested in/curious about - it can be anything from the house I live in to my favourite shoes. Leave your choice here as an ask, and I will reciprocate by taking the pictures and posting them later here. Be as random as you like, make it interesting!
Intimidating picture of the Maryland Flying Wizard Turtles during our rain practice, courtesy of Arsh Agarwal.
I really wish I’d made it to rain practice today so I could’ve played around in the fountain again. This day was so much fun.
(via italktosnakes)
I’m sorry to whoever made this, because this really is a great graphic, but the composition of it totally makes me think that Ginny is the one mocking Draco over being the girlfriend that Potter has got. Especially with the looks on their faces. (Unless, of course, this was the intention. In which case, you win at life)Oh my God. For those of you who know [Awkward] David, and that we both have crazyass sleeping habits, he just posted this on facebook.
I’m legit crying. What even is this? I love it. A lot. I’ll be watching this manymany times. It would be so effective if I wasn’t laughing.
Just finished The Last Little Blue Envelope, by Maureen Johnson
I’ve realized that have a tendency to ask a lot of questions when I finish a book, things along the lines of
“Why wasn’t that book longer? Why did it have to end?”
“Why don’t I own a cat named Probably?”
“Why don’t I go to school in the UK?”
“Why haven’t I managed to finish writing a decent book yet?”
And most importantly, “Why am I still awake at 8:32 in the morning?”
