December 2010
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“Through the years, we all will be together, if the fates allow. Until then,...”
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As the Scent of Yuletide Vomit Permeates my...
I take this moment, typing on sticky beer-soaked keys in the aftermath of my sister’s Christmas Partay, to express some very Grinchy thoughts pertaining to the holidays:
I’m not a fan of “A Christmas Story”. Or should it be Italicized? I don’t know. Either way, this holiday “classic”—which truth be told I have never seen from beginning to end,...
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Spoilers for Doctor Who Series Six... →
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*DING DONG*
Oh my GOODNESS it’s my Secretariat at the door!
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A stranger on the Interwebz has just made a...
Bitch, you don’t know my life.
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Dear Blank, Please Blank →
Anyone writes a letter two anyone, addressing specific and important issues with most comical results.
“Dear Fir Tree, You’re laughing now, but just wait… Christmas is...”
– Naked Maple Tree
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Rory comes back from the grave...or...what I was...
Doctor: Oh, missing something obvious Rory, something big, something right slap in front of me, I can feel it!
Rory: Yeah, I think you probably are...
Doctor: I'll get it in a minute...*walks away with large weapons*
Rory: *stands alone; hears clatter of fallen weapons as the Doctor returns*
Doctor: *stares at Rory for a moment; pokes him in the chest; Rory slowly rebounds* ...Hello again.
Rory: Hello.
Doctor: *looks away, confuzzled* How've you been?
Rory: *shrugs* Good. Yeah, good. I mean...Roman--
Doctor: *interrupts* Rory, I'm not trying to be rude, but...you died.
Rory: ...Yeah. I know. I was there.
Doctor: You DIED. And then you were erased from time, you were never born at all, you never existed!
Rory: --Erased, what does that mean?
Doctor: *makes hilari-face* How could you be here?
Rory: Well--I don't know! It's kind of fuzzy...*scratches temple*
Doctor: Fuzzy?
Rory: Well, I died, and turned into a Roman, it's very distracting...
Rory comes back from the grave...or...what I was...
Doctor: Oh, missing something obvious Rory, something big, something right slap in front of me, I can feel it!
Rory: Yeah, I think you probably are...
Doctor: I'll get it in a minute...*walks away with large weapons*
Rory: *stands alone; hears clatter of fallen weapons as the Doctor returns*
Doctor: *stares at Rory for a moment; pokes him in the chest; Rory slowly rebounds* ...Hello again.
Rory: Hello.
Doctor: *looks away, confuzzled* How've you been?
Rory: *shrugs* Good. Yeah, good. I mean...Roman--
Doctor: *interrupts* Rory, I'm not trying to be rude, but...you died.
Rory: ...Yeah. I know. I was there.
Doctor: You DIED. And then you were erased from time, you were never born at all, you never existed!
Rory: --Erased, what does that mean?
Doctor: *makes hilari-face* How could you be here?
Rory: Well--I don't know! It's kind of fuzzy...*scratches temple*
Doctor: Fuzzy?
Rory: Well, I died, and turned into a Roman, it's very distracting...
“You’re the bananas on ice cream.”
– myself and/or Nicole Scherzinger
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Holiday Tree...Really?
I get it, I do. Not everybody celebrates Christmas. We’ve all got our different religions and beliefs; that’s what’s wonderful about the world. But this whole political correctness thing makes me want to shoot a pony*. First it couldn’t be “Merry Christmas” in general anymore, it had to be “Happy Holidays” and such, and I can deal with that....
I can haz Tumblr?
So here I am. Tumbling. Is that the proper phraseology? As one tweets on twitter, does one tumble on Tumblr? I don’t know. Either way seems like fun. I’m on Christmas vacation which is wonderful; stayed up till about two yesterday conversing on the phone with a friend and watching videos of Craig Ferguson interviewing Robert Downey Jr. and GUESS WHAT? I woke up at about 10:40 this...
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?
