The spoopiest part of this skeleton bird decoration is the complete lack of knowledge in basic skeletal anatomy
somebody please draw this creature with skin on because i think it would be horrifying because those are basically long fingers
well that was fun
Have fun in your nightmares, kids.
ugh i knew the minute i left the house today that i would get sunburned and yep, i was right. i really should have worn sunscreen :/
It still amazes me that I talk to guys who still think they get harassed just as much as women online. Like even from people who aren’t clearly and totally gross dumbasses. It kinda makes me think that, even in the best cases, it might be hard to really understand the sheer difference in frequency. You see a woman get harassed on a game and you go “Oh well I’ve been harassed” without understanding that there is seldom a session for her where that doesn’t happen or understanding what her inbox might look like…
That is a sort of stunning degree of difference.
"The data’s in! Women were lying about online harassment!”
"Aha! We knew it!"
“Yeah, they’ve been severely underreporting how bad things are for them, turns out.”
Knowledge is knowing that Frankenstein is not the monster.
Wisdom is knowing that Frankenstein is the monster.
i pay tuition at this school i want a meeting with the damn president of this school
I’ve posted an annoying amount about India’s Mars mission already, but.
Just letting everyone know: This. really. happened.
….so adorable….just want this on my blog~
there was a lizard in the shower so i said hello to it and the person showering next to me was like “hi??” i wasn’t sure whether to carry on the conversation or be like sorry i was talking to a lizard
I DID IT
Ok let me tell you the story of these mittens. The story of these mittens is that three years ago, when I was still in Paris, I managed to make one mitten before it got too hot for them to be useful. “I’m not spending my summer making a mitten,” I said to myself. “I’ll put it in this drawer until it gets cooler and I can start the second one.” And so I did, I put it in my chest of drawers, where it was immediately devoured by carpet beetles, along with all the remaining yarn I had to finish the other one. And I was mad.
Now, finally, years later, they are done. Two whole mittens. May the yarn gods forever protect them from the forces of evil.