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There is no theme here. You will find things I like, things I believe in, and things I have a beef with.

This is also a considerably clean blog. There won't be excessive cussing or blatant nudity here.

Not especially spoiler free. I make no promises.

Check out my other blog, Seasonal Joy.

My range of emotions when I’m loading a website and the campus wifi is slower than fucking dial-up.

*loading*

*still loading*

*a minute goes by*

*after repeatedly clicking refresh and slowing it down further*

*5 minutes*

*go away, come back, still loading*

Ok the timing of this was just perfect, especially when at first glance I thought both posts were by the same person.

Ok the timing of this was just perfect, especially when at first glance I thought both posts were by the same person.

This is the (abridged) story of a mass email conversation on my school’s account. Against my better judgement, I lol’d.

This is the (abridged) story of a mass email conversation on my school’s account. Against my better judgement, I lol’d.

Kinda creepy… but funny. Definitely funny.

Do you suppose it’s true, that St. Patrick was a parselmouth, and his muggle friends never knew?

Dave Beard

SAMPSON: [Aside ta GREGORY] Is tha law of our side, if I say ay?
GREGORY: No.
SAMPSON: Fuck dat shit, sir, I do not bite mah thumb at you, sir yo, but I bite mah thumb, sir.
...
BENVOLIO: Part, fools! Put up yo' slyrics; you know not what tha fuck you do.
...
LADY MONTAGUE: Thou shalt not stir a gangbangin' foot ta seek a gangbangin' foe.
...
Prince: Once more, on pain of dirtnap, all pimps depart.

Chili. Chili is what speaks to people. I think I’ve been going about things all wrong prior to this. X)

I made a thing for my cello case.
I think it pretty much covers all the bases.

I made a thing for my cello case.

I think it pretty much covers all the bases.

[aggressively procrastinates]

So today I was in line behind this guy I’d never seen around on campus before, and I wasn’t eavesdropping or anything but I was right next to him and his conversation was very loud, and I swear, this kid sounded like fricking Ralph Macchio and my first impression would have been that he was an out-of-stater, definitely East Coast. But no, his conversation with the guy in front of him shot down every possible theory I could have formed about why, in small town Illinois, this guy sounds like he was born in the heart of New York.

I shit you not, he said explicitly that he was a local, has lived in this town his whole life, just like his parents, and he all but ended with “badda-bing, badda-boom.”

Given this information I can think of absolutely no explanation as to why he sounds like the damn Karate Kid. I thought someone was pulling my leg; I think even the guy he was talking to was confused. XD Dude, what is your accent?!