My kitten printer is running low on toner.
So I know a good number of you guys have cats.
But do they ever just say hey or meow when you enter a room they are in? Just so you know they’re there. My cat doesn’t seem to want anything but she just wants to say hi.
I think it’s weird. But then again cats are weird so I don’t know.
Just have to turn in this turd of a paper and give a brief informal presentation tomorrow and then I will be done!
So relief! Much joy.
Experienced this much creative clarity. I want to make all the crafts, cook all the meals, write so much of my story, and read all of the books. And it’s not just the desire to make, but when I do get a chance to make things it energizes me. Refreshes me, allows me to be comfortable in my skin for a few hours.
Sadly there is one last academic paper between me and creative freedom. Well about four pages of that academic paper to be exact. So close but it’s such a pile of shit.
I just wish that creative clarity could spill over into that paper. But it’s not happening.
Oh well. I’m trying not to procrastinate too hard considering its due Thursday and I’m over halfway done.
So close to the end! Of this semester that is. The next will be different, maybe better.
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THESE are gorgeous and I want some
jesus these look COMFORTABLE
I should be sleeping. Sleeping in.
Why am I not sleeping you ask.
Because I have cats.
Cat alarm clocks to be exact.
"Hey, hey you usually get up at 8 so I’m going to make sure that you know it’s 8. But hey guess what!
It’s 7!! I lied.
I just wanted you to pet me and pay attention to me.”
Kids, some cats are adorable and low maintenance, but others are like puppies. Beware.
I just looked at my planner for school and saw that a paper I thought was due next Monday is actually due this past Monday.
I went into full scale pain mode, nearly started crying, and wrote an extreme ass-kissing email to my professor. She replies (quickly, thank gawd), and…
it’s actually due when I thought it was. And she’s even extending the date to next Thursday.
I have had nightmares like that, but this was the first real case of panic when I’ve been conscious.
I went to a real doctor today. Was feeling good about the visit and talked about depression and obsessive thoughts. I started taking an antidepressant that deals with both and could possibly reduce my Tourette’s like tics too.
Then I call my mom to tell her about it, and I forget (like I do every fucking time) that she so strongly dislikes doctors that anytime I might want to take medicine that might make me feel better she makes the issue about herself. How much she disliked antidepressants and how much no one actually needs medicine if they just eat a healthy balanced diet.
A healthy balanced diet is going to stop my obsessive thoughts.
A healthy balanced diet is going to make the tics miraculously disappear.
It makes me sick.
This is the exact reason why I don’t speak to my father. He would react in a similarly unnecessary and insulting way. I want to feel better and I’m trying to be positive and it’s like life just keeps throwing these hurdles at me that feel more like 100 foot tall walls.
TL;DR my life is crumbling and some of the important people in my life just want to stand over me and micromanage without actually helping.
You know what would be amazing? If this fantastic woman became the next companion. Just an ordinary plain girl with asthma an 4s scarf. Just imagine her and Capaldi flying around time and space. No romance. No stupid banter. Just good. old fashioned. Fun.
If feel like she’d lose her inhaler a lot and then Capaldi would get into a lot of trouble trying to find it and eventually he’s just keep like ten inhalers in the TARDIS
You have no idea about the reality of this. I wish I had fucking 30 inhalers to have one wherever I need it. At all times. Without my boyfriend having to quiz me or help me retrace my steps to find the damn thing when I can’t breathe.
Artist Shintaro Ohata Seamlessly Blends Sculpture and Canvas to Create 3D Paintings
When first viewing the artwork of Shintaro Ohata up close it appears the scenes are made from simple oil paints, but take a step back and you’re in for a surprise. Each piece is actually a hybrid of painted canvas and sculpture that blend almost flawlessly in color and texture to create a single image. The cinematic figures are sculpted from polystyrene while the backgrounds are made from traditional painting techniques.
I love this! And you should too.
If I ever finish my story, I want illustrations that look like this. Please and thank you.
Trying to understand the difference between anxiety and inspiration. Whatever the feeling is, it rears its head at 5:30 in the morning and all I really want to do is sleep.
Good god this could not have come to me at a better time.Allie Brosh and other writers who work from inside their battles have an important perspective.
I have been off tumblr (telling myself that’s going to help me write, as if the rest of the internet is NO PROBLEM) so I don’t know if y’all are already sharing this around. But. I wanted to share it someplace, and didn’t feel comfortable doing it on Facebook.
What I’m implicitly saying there is that you guys are My People, I guess.
All of SPACE and TIME, indeed.
This, this right here is crap. Not just because Doctor Who has lost its luster for me, but because if these illustrations were an actuality none of the characters pictured would go on to complete their individual and rather important destinies.
Mulan would not have gone on to save China, Belle would not have met the Beast and probably would have given into Gaston’s insistent advances, Merida might not have reconciled with or saved her mother. There is also a sub-theme of the Doctor rescuing a few of these characters, as if they need to be saved. This is not okay!
This is big, you guys. I get that it’s cute to fantasize about two of your favorite fandoms colliding, but there are bigger plot points happening here. Respect the stories and destinies of characters!