“Uh, the last episode I have/watched was when King Fatty died, Joffrey is almost King now, Cersei is a TOTAL BITCH, and Ned got captured because Petyr is a total wang.”
I’m eloquent.
Yes.
Also, here’s a present said Friend sent me:
The burnt coffee is understandable, but I’m starting to suspect that the custodians smoke up on shift in their little closet/hangout room, because there is no mistaking that smell.
I think there’s a talent show at my residence tonight. Or else the person yelling down the hall is just crazy.
My talent is spending my entire weekend on my bed, not doing anything.
1st place?
A Montreal couple and their son were all convicted Sunday of first-degree murder in the deaths of four family members in a case the judge called “despicable,’ “heinous,” and stemming from “a completely twisted concept of honour.”
Justice delivered.
cudambercam13: Carry On My Wayward Son - Kansas. With violins.
I thought that was a feature of missing e…
Oh shit, is it? Holy crap, yes, yes it is. I’ve been using missing e for so long that I don’t even know what regular tumblr is like anymore. And I don’t keep track of everything new they add onto the extension, since I assume I’ll like it.
In that case, hey tumblr, stop being a total nerf-herder, apologize to the internet, and make missing e’s things a part of your actual website.
They still fail on the queue-front, though.
Seriously, this I can’t eat because I want to determine why I’m broken concept is destroying me. I should go back to reading The Fault In Our Stars, except that I’m at a part where people are eating at a restaurant, and the descriptions of foods aren’t helping me not want to go to my food cubby and eat an entire box of vegetable thins.
I’m only to drink clear liquids (things that I can see through, so thankfully, I’m allowed to have apple juice and green tea), and not eat anything solid, since it seems that whenever I eat, I get a horrible pain in my abdomen/that general area. It’s very hard to sit in a room with a shelf full of food you really want to eat but are not allowed to.
Because right now, I would drown a sparrow to get some Italian meatballs and spaghetti up in this bitch.
