oh wow I haven’t updated this blog in about a hundred years haven’t I
sorry! I’ve been somewhat unwell (nothing overly serious; please, please don’t worry!) and busy with school and mostly I have just been updating silly blogs. Like, even sillier than this one. Whups.
sorry for worrying you. I didn’t mean to give you any bad feelings.
By the way, happy Thanksgiving!
TEXT: The last thing you googled is waiting for you in the kitchen.
on a lighter note than those last posts of mine
i’ve got the TARDIS in my kitchen
:D
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[ TRIGGER WARNING: blood/animal abuse/injury ]
My kitten, Patches, was attacked a few hours ago and one of his back legs is completely broken and his bottom half if attacked. He may only be a few months old, but he became part of the family yknow?
I really don’t know how to explain any of this but if you can just reblog this post so people can notice… I wanna help him but it’s going to cost roughly around $3,500 is what the vet said. We don’t even know what exactly he’ll need but they’re only giving us until monday to come up with the money.
And I know it’s probably a lost cause, I get that, what with the amount and short amount of time but anything can help him and that’s all that matters, I don’t need to keep him, I jsut wanna help him.
So, if you could donate just a $1 to help him, I’d greatly appreciate it.
Under the cut is more images of him so you know what you’re donating towards.
please help this poor baby, everybody who can, and please spread the news, everybody who can’t.
today I learned that one of my good friends writes fanfiction about me and some other friends (for the record, it’s platonic in real life. in the fanfic, not so much.)
her fanfiction is about me riding meteorites into the sunrise, with said friends that she ships me with
I have never been so pleased to be the subject of erotic fanfiction in my life
that is to say I won’t get annoyed if you also write fanfiction about me but I would like to know if yours also involves meteorites
From it rises the perfumed stink of lady refuse.
There is plenty of tissue trash, smudged with lipstick and eyeshadow. Also love-abandoned lies a DISQUIETING CAT EFFIGY, and next to it a product labelled “EMBIGGEN YOUR BUST.” You decide this merits closer inspection.
EMBIGGEN…
HHHHHHHHHHHHH
my pants ripped
HAHA
I HAD TO QUICKLY TIE MY SWEATER AROUND MY WAIST AND WEAR IT LIKE THAT ALL DAY UNTIL I COULD CHANGE INTO MY GYM UNIFORM
THIS WAS A SAD DAY FOR DIGNITY
the coloring is from the cocoon. the shine is beeswax.
too bad skittles don’t taste more like these bugs
they are too sweet
probably bugs would taste better weh >:C
This is the sound of the aurora on Saturn. Pretty eerie, no?
There is no sound in space. Outside planets and stars, molecules are spread out too thin for sound to propagate. It follows, then, that we can’t really hear sounds planets emit into space. But radio waves—electromagnetic waves with wavelengths longer than infrared light—are, as we know, handy for representing sound. And so it makes sense for us to interpret radio waves, whether originally encoding sound or not, as sound. These are radio waves emitted in conjunction with auroras around Saturn’s poles, similar to the northern and southern lights on Earth. They were picked up by the Cassini spacecraft and then interpreted as sound. But the sound was not in the audible range, so it has been downshifted by a factor of 44. And finally, so as not to bore us to death, it has been speeded up by a factor of 22. Realize, then, that many human choices were made in order for us to be able to “listen to space.” But if you can accept that, you can enjoy this.
I like to listen to these things sometimes when I am feeling lonely
I am not sure why it helps but it gives me a nice feeling like many interesting childhood memories of my Dad telling me about his job at NASA and whatnot
anyway this is cool
