So after a night of third shift, a short visit to the hospital, and a coffee run I am now ready for bed.
At 9:30 in the morning.
See you all this evening.
March 2012
Yeah look at me being a badass.
yeah. I’m tumblin at work. Because I can’t leave for another 45 minutes at least. Sigh.
Dear tumblr,
Did all the anons have some sort of greyface meeting tonight where they did drugs that make them excessively angry and overly aggressive? Seriously, there’s so much hate on my dash it’s disgusting.
People are going to like what they like, have whatever sexual orientation they have, ship what they ship, and watch what they watch. Belittling people and calling names won’t change that and will actually hurt some people. Just because we’re all complete strangers randomly following each other doesn’t mean we’re not real people on the other side of the screen.
I’m gay. I’m a devoted Christian. I ship Mallie and think Calzona is an absolutely awful pairing. I love Barney/Robin and Brittana and Klaine and I think Finn should die in a fire (Cory Monteith is awesome, but Finn can die in a fire). I’m an anarchist. I smoke. I love Jack Harkness with all my heart and I think sometimes the tenth Doctor was a total dick. Say what you want, but none of these opinions will change. Stop hating each other, okay?
“As you certainly know by now, in “The Hunger Games,” Katniss Everdeen is a teenage girl living in a dystopian far-future America where children from slave communities are forced to slaughter one another on television for the amusement of the wealthy. Katniss is moody, rebellious, deeply committed to protecting her mother and baby sister, and can incidentally shoot a man’s eye out through his windpipe. Right now, millions of nice young ladies all over the world want to be her. This should probably worry Rick Santorum more than it seems to.”
—The sexual politics of “The Hunger Games” - Salon.com (via becoming-wave)
So I was playing Drawsome on my phone earlier.
The word I was supposed to guess was Angel. At first, my partner tried to draw it. Then he scrapped it and wrote “Don’t Blink.”
Someone left me their phone number with their tip last night.
I couldn’t help it, I started laughing. I thought that only happened in movies.
Oh look, 7 AM and it's time for bed.
I've been up for an hour and a half and it's 5:30.
This whole working thirds thing is not going to be fun.
Listen
Dubstep version of “I Am the Doctor”
Not sure who the artist is, but it’s pretty cool.
