Fictional Friday

What else is there? I don't know how to human anymore.
The Kitten loves the rain as much as I do! Over this past year and a half with her, I’ve found our personalities to be very similar. It’s rather creepy. #onlyhappywhenitrains #cat #kitty #kitten #tuxie #rain #raining #content

The Kitten loves the rain as much as I do! Over this past year and a half with her, I’ve found our personalities to be very similar. It’s rather creepy. #onlyhappywhenitrains #cat #kitty #kitten #tuxie #rain #raining #content

atoctsober asked: sssiiiirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrri - work is killing me~ if I don't make it - It's going to up to YOU to run the Destiny group. X_X (that was me dying.. but not really <3)

You have to make it!! OMG I can’t carry the team! Don’t leeeeeeeave meeeeeee!!!!!

God GAWD I really hate technology sometimes. If I hardwire my internet to my computer, I can get 63Mbps.  But over wifi, the speed tests are scattered all over the place.  Sometimes as low as 3… though usually around 35.  

I did just try updating the firmware and I still only hit 35.  Hopefully it sticks and stop dropping down to 3.  I’m going to break something otherwise…

Meant to go visit one of the prettiest girls I know (@colormecomatose) today but spasms and pain from last night are horribly lingering today.  I don&#8217;t want to move. I don&#8217;t want to feel. #pain #ouch #imdying #me #selfie #selfiesunday #sundayselfie #whichever #idontcare #blackandwhite #glasses

Meant to go visit one of the prettiest girls I know (@colormecomatose) today but spasms and pain from last night are horribly lingering today. I don’t want to move. I don’t want to feel. #pain #ouch #imdying #me #selfie #selfiesunday #sundayselfie #whichever #idontcare #blackandwhite #glasses

dangerhamster:

JACK HARKNESS MEETING BUCKY AND STEVE IN THE 1940s AND FLIRTING FURIOUSLY WITH BOTH OF THEM

JACK HARKNESS SEEING THEM AGAIN IN THE 21ST CENTURY AND THEY’RE ALL EQUALLY CONFUSED AS EACH OTHER

(via in-ivy-and-in-twine)

neil-gaiman:

gameofthorins:

I want to spend a day in the mind of Neil Gaiman, honestly. 

You really don’t. It’s weird in here. Also I think that thing over there in the corner of my mind is moving.

Don’t look. Maybe it won’t see us.

Well, all that relaxing was for naught. Ending the evening racked with muscle spasms and cramping on the right side of my torso and abdomen.

Fucking spasms. So goddamn tired of this shit.