post a game that you know inside and out
jaela: optimisticcynic: largeautomobile: effsie: skuboglesby: metal gear solid 3 i got fuckin kerotan rank you bitches ALL FORGS SHOT kingdom hearts 1 and 2 THEY WERE FUN EVEN IF THEY WERE ANGSTY AND WEEBOO i will never understand why they had so many zips and belts and shit though I haven’t even played Kingdom Hearts but jesus christ that picture for me it’s probably...
I have every episode of Community (with commentary) on my computer. DVD ripping is fun.
“Rain” by van Canto
Chrome OS autosleeps when I shut the lid. Tonight has been a prime example of Murphy’s Law at work.
just remembered I own an iPod. …fuck that shit. this took too much effort to just walk away from.
in other news, Jessica got Community season 1 on DVD for Christmas and we’re watching one disc a night - tonight: Episodes 1 - 7. It was fantastic, but now I’m all tired and shit.
Long story? Yeah, I guess. I’ll keep it short. I have two laptops that have divided my leisure time thusly: the one running Windows 7 has my podcasts & videos, and the one running Chrome OS has (nearly) everything else I need (minus a chunk of my music library unavailable on Grooveshark/Pandora). Logically, the majority of my time is spent on the Chrome OS, and thusly it has taken its...
Hope you’re not alone tonight Hope you got back home all right Hope he’s there to hold you tight Hope you’re not alone tonight Wish you best in all you do Wish your dreams will all come true Wish he loves you like I do Wish you best in all you do Used to want to change the world Now I wish I’d changed my mind Love you more than ever, girl Wish that I had made you mine Hope...
went to bed 3.5 hours ago
One last Christmas present to give: my dick a book I’m gonna pick up at Target like, now
listening to "Cee Lo Green - Fuck You" →
there’s a delay between the time something gets posted on my poetry blog to when it gets posted here. I’d copy/paste, but that defeats the purpose of automation.
her name really rolls off my tongue.
This is a Summer Glau appreciation life.
In The Mourning
yelyahwilliams: you escape like a runaway train off the tracks and down again my hearts beating like a steam boat tugging all your burdens on my shoulders in the mourning i’ll rise in the mourning i’ll let you die in the mourning. all my worry. now there’s nothing but time that’s wasted and words that have no backbone oh the whole world seems to be waiting can you hear the echoes...
there are a multitude of wonderful girls in my life and it drives me crazy.
she’s never getting out of my head
Back where I was at the beginning of September - begging for a reason to forget about everything
She’s so intent on helping me out because “that’s what friends are for” But I can’t tell her what the problem is.
Compared to what we ought to be, we are half awake.– William James
Biggest lie I’ve ever told myself? “I’ve moved on.” This week, it’s become all too clear how untrue that really is.
Need a name for my Cr-48 experimental laptop. So far, the frontrunner is Mr. Fahrenheit (from Don’t Stop Me Now by Queen).
There are people who love you.
She doesn’t see the sky at night She doesn’t see the stars she loved The beauty of their golden lights That shine like beacons up above She doesn’t raise her eyes to see The sky that dreamers give their hearts When one look would just set her free And break all of her chains apart She used to see the sky before Those days won’t come back anymore She lost the will to lift...
I’ve had a sore throat the past few weeks, so yesterday and today I have been singing like I never sang before. Billy Joel, Queen, A7X, Imogen Heap, Paramore, Beatles, Bowie, etcetera. Singing is freedom.
In the mail today came a laptop with Chrome OS. Now if CSU’s WiFi weren’t bullshit (SafeConnect ftl) then I’d be able to get the most amazing piece of software in my possesion working.
I’d like to name my first daughter, I think. It would be absolutely dreadful if she had to go through life without a name.
scatteredsilence asked: I have no idea how you find me, but I was so excited when I realized this was you because I LOVE your poetry!! I'll be reblogging your stuff all the time from now on(:
we’ll all be dead in the next 150 years what are you going to do with your time
she trusts me completely when I can’t even trust myself.
They’re always happier without me, in the end. That’s how it’s always been. So the day I die will be the best of them all.
the real winners aren’t alone in the middle of the night.
I’m not good enough for anybody
Tumblr was down when I needed it yesterday and today, and now I don’t need it… Wish I could remember just what I wanted to say.
“Would you care to have a go on the arse bandit?” “Back in a moment, darling, I’m just taking the arse bandit to the mender’s.”