March 2012
Time for Psych n_n
I bid you all adieu! Questions will be answered tonight (if there’s time) or tomorrow. *Mwah*
But enough about nonsense...
What’s up with you guys? How are you doing tonight? Is all well in the real world? You are all the most beautiful bunch of people I know! *Mwah*
Davy Jones died?
(Apologies in advance)
Does this mean we finally get to see what’s in his locker?
“You have every right to put a book down after a couple of pages, which is why it’s always wise to read a little before buying. Life is simply too short for the wrong books, or even the right books at the wrong time.”
—Tim Parks, Mindful Reading (via distantheartbeats)
I even read the bad books. I have never abandoned a story before it was done.
Sugar and Rainbows: URGENT: Google privacy policy change →
salutationtothestars.tumblr.com
Just got this in an email
In just a few hours, new policies will take effect at Google, endangering your privacy.
Tech publication Gizmodo reports, “things you could do in relative anonymity today [like your web searches], will be explicitly associated with your name,…
Drugs
Slate: So I’m taking that Chantilly whatever pill that makes you quit smoking.
Heretic: The doctor pills? Chantex?
S: Yeah, that’s the one.
H: The one that makes you kill yourself?
S: That’s only if you are mentally unstable.
H: So why are you taking it?!
S: WHY ARE YOU ASKING?!
H: O_O’
S: Besides, I’m sure the Zoloft I’m on is worse for the suicide-effects. HAPPY BUN, HAPPY BUN, PUT ME IN THE OVEN UNTIL I’M DONE!
Me: I need more beer…
February 2012
BDSM Problem #230
Searching the “sub” tag on tumblr and getting half kink and half pictures of sandwiches.
Her Soul
She has no soul. This sounds like a horrible thing to say about someone, but it’s true. She has been on this Earth for just over fifty years, and still she has no idea what kind of person she is. She has no favorite book, no favorite movie, no favorite song. She has no identity, and leaves no trace of herself anywhere she has been. Every house she has lived in by herself feels like a doll’s house, a model home, a hotel room… She pays me well to clean for her, which always makes me feel as though I’m taking advantage of her. There is no mess. There is no clutter. There is no food. A quick pass with a duster and broom is all I need and I am one hundred dollars richer. Some days I feel like the heroine in a mind-bending drama about a girl who lives by herself and has an imaginary Mother to take care of. Meh…the rain makes me reflect a bit. Sorry about that!
6 Types of Love
Eros
a passionate physical and emotional love based on aesthetic enjoyment; stereotype of romantic love
Ludus
a love that is played as a game or sport; conquest; may have multiple partners at onceStorge
an affectionate love that slowly develops from friendship, based on similarityPragma
love that is driven by the head, not the heartMania
obsessive love; experience great emotional highs and lows; very possessive and often jealous loversAgape
selfless altruistic love; spiritual
MOVIE HUNT!!
Here is your mission, should you choose to accept it:
Black and white film…
About WWII…
Featuring talking dogs…
The dogs are live-action with animated mouths…
Features German Shepherds.
