it’s memorial day. we’re chowing down on burgers. i am with my family. the sun is beaming. my dad is playing the 80s station. i am content.
suddenly the opening chorus of “carry on my wayward son” plays. for one moment i am thrown back into a black pit of plaid hell and cheap one-liners. for one terrible second i look into the middle distance and think to myself, “the road so far.”
i will never fucking recover from being a supernatural fan. it is a blight upon my very existence. it has been five goddamn years since i gave up on that hell show. when will eric kripke set my soul free. when will i at last know peace
You have a thing at 2:00 PM so you set a reminder for 1:00 PM because you don’t want to be late, but you should eat by 12:00 PM. That means you should start preparing food by 11:30 AM, but you want to double check or confirm the appointment before 11:00 AM before everyone goes to lunch. So if you want to finish your other tasks by 10:00 AM, you ought to start at 8:00 AM, which means you’ve got to wake up at 7:30 AM and you may as well get ready to go out then ahead of time, and that’s how something that starts at 2:00 PM effectively starts at 7:30 AM and lasts the entire day.
September 2008, my mam somehow thinks it’s a good idea to give an anxiety ridden kid a live animal to look after…
Turns out we had loads in common. We started a book club together.
Ollie Grew. I Grew
When I was still too young to watch Game of Thrones, so I watched it slyly on my laptop and told my mam it was like Merlin
The year Peeta Mellark came to visit
Ollie was unimpressed
and left
the summer it was so hot we got him his own tiny pool
and the winter he attacked Santa
and stole his hat
The time he was a teenager and messed up his home on a daily basis (That tongue)
The time we took him to a Reptile Beauty Show and he came last after getting all moody at another male, turning black and challenged the judges when they picked him up, leading him to score 0 for being bad tempered. :’D (Also the day he was confirmed as being a boy)
His favorite time - Floor time
He always ended up on the stairs going upstairs
meeting other animals
putting up with his human’s pranks - Sand castle!
That smile he always had. He may have just been cooling down, but it looked happy
He knew everything about me as I often told him things, in my bedroom if I had a bad day in class. In kitchen often getting Rocket out the fridge(His favorite leaf to eat) and feeding him on my shoulder. He knew most of my friends on here as I would talk to him as I scrolled down, pointing you out for your shameful deeds. Ollie often trying to eat the laptop’s mouse on screen or step on the keys, if you got some weird random letters from me, chances were it was just Ollie. I lost count of all the hours he must have heard me trying to sing along to alt rock songs, only for me to turn and find his head to the side as if saying WTH or the little eyes looking at me accusingly as I sneaked on here rather then doing homework.
Oliver “Ollie” Dragon 2008 - 2017 RIP May you hunt all the locust at Rainbow Bridge
The filters handed out by planned parenthood and the government aren’t working for Flint’s water.
Wow
im fucking crying
This is heartbreaking. Please don’t forget about the water crisis in Flint; we can’t let them be forgotten / allow this to go on any longer than it already has. Continue talking about it, blogging about it, and doing everything in your power to help them in the meantime (especially bottled water and/or monetary donations to reputable, approved organizations heading the relief effort).
The Leatherdos is a hair clip that doubles as a multi-tool that combines 5 different tools in a tiny hair clip: screw-drivers, a wrench, a trolley coin, a ruler, and a cutting edge.
Fun story: I have one of these, and wore it every day while working as a vet assistant at a pet clinic. One day a kitten comes in with a cord knotted around her neck, and everyone’s trying to get it unknotted before she heads in for her spay.
I just whip off the hair clip, grab the cord, and slice through it in one go. Everyone stood there, surprised, and stared at the cord in my hand that I just sawed through with a hair clip.
This would be AMAZING if you got kidnapped, or, in this case, a pet gets tangled in something. It’s very light and flexible, but the insides of the teeth are sharp enough to get the job done.
I
worked crazy hard on my Dolores cosplay from Westworld to get it as
close to the source as possible! All of the fabric was custom-dyed in
several batches, and I made the belt pouch and most of the trim from
scratch. When I saw this photo, I couldn’t resist doing a little
comparison :)
They are small, shelled, slimy, and slowly inching closer to extinction. Almost 1,800 of them are threatened, a number higher than the adorable mammals and the ever-present insects. It’s time we listen to the cry for help from the underdogs of endangered animals: the snails.
