My brother saved this document and everytime he gets angry at our neighbours for being loud he prints it to their wireless printer and you can hear the wife shout “Why the fuck would you print this AGAIN?!” to her son.
a paranormal mockumentary show in the style of the office/parks and rec
revolving around the lives of employees at a hokey haunted mansion tourist trap that turn out to be actually hella haunted but most of its spirits are either benevolent or ineffectively malevolent
10/10 WOULD WATCH
today was clubs day or whatever at my university so different organizations set up tables along the main walkway and were trying to entice passersby. anyway i had a class so i was just passing through the area but i accidentally made eye contact with this dude standing at a booth and he yelled out “AWARENESS FOR AUTISM?” while holding out his homemade puzzle piece sign which totally caught me off-guard so i was just like “no. i don’t want to” and continued walking. which to them probably came off as rude because what sort of hashtag horrible person would say that
i’m so curious about the painting goblins. i want to know more about their lives. do the families feel an inexplicable loss when the painting goblins that they’ve never met die of old age
i like that willow pape/oc fanfic a lot especially this part:
You play at being a classy broad compared to Willow, but deep down you know you’re both the same jumped-up trash you always were. There’s a part of you that misses it, misses no one caring who you fucked on what nasty floor, or whether you wore yoga pants to the mall.
yes, i was screaming about it on twitter about a week ago because it is legitimately a great piece of work
Willow presses her chest against yours, and you take her firm butt in both hands. She slides a hand up under your skirt, and runs a finger along the lace fringe of your underwear. You need her to cut the teasing bullshit. This is why you’re on the B-List, girl. You slide your underwear down and she gets the hint. You sure as hell don’t want those nails of hers up in your business, but she’s doing just fi—oh shiiiiiiiiit. This is getting serious. You grab the top of the stall and kick off your Gucci heels; those extra four inches are deadly when your knees start to tremble. You can’t suppress a moan loud enough to be heard on the dance floor, so Willow smothers it for you with a kiss. You can feel her red lips curl into a greedy sneer as she forces you to scream into her mouth.
Fuck. Of course you would end up doing this in the restroom at Lif. You play at being a classy broad compared to Willow, but deep down you know you’re both the same jumped-up trash you always were. There’s a part of you that misses it, misses no one caring who you fucked on what nasty floor, or whether you wore yoga pants to the mall. But as Willow Pape plants another cherry kiss on your lips, you almost wish Zoey and Ava would roll in to get a photo. You want to see the word “Rivalmance” on every magazine cover and #Hatefuck trending on Twitter. You think it would be fun to see the look on Maria’s face when you tell her to confirm the rumors; because why the hell not?
You hate her. You hate yourself.
i talked to two of my profs today about my Academic Accommodations™ and they were so nice without being condescending (at least, i didn’t think they were. not that i’m particularly great at reading people, but) and it feels like a huge burden has been lifted. since i registered with disability services almost near the end of the winter 2014 term, this is the first time i’ve really had my accommodations in place right at the beginning of the semester. i’m still not used to the idea and i still feel like i’m not entitled to these “perks” even though i’ve had trouble getting writing assignments done on time since grade school. i always just took the hit (there have been classes where i just plain didn’t submit entire major papers) and tried to compensate in other ways, with varying success.
i even had a Moment with the first prof i talked to, who said she was also a visual learner. i said i noticed!!! and that i appreciated her teaching strategies. and then she talked about her research and her favourite protein. with the other prof i basically went “can you repeat the part of the stuff where you said all about the things BUT IN PICTURES”. and then he showed me his fruit flies, and said he would try to draw more pictures during lectures.
i don’t know, it just feels nice when profs genuinely care about your access. not just my access, i guess, but when they’re so passionate about their research that they just want you to understand, and will try to help you understand in a way you can digest. :)