An incurable reader and slack-ass writer working on finding my way back to the things I love. Proud owner of an inappropriate sense of humour, casual geekhood, and a wealth of random usually pointless trivia making any pub quiz night a riot and a half.

There will be an over-abundance of Steampunk, girls, books, gorgeous far off places, and whatever has taken my fancy reblogged. Usually with commentary.

And be prepared for a LOT of Nikki & Nora as we gear up for the Webseries. This is definitely an N&N appreciation blog. Links on the side!

 

Idina Menzel - Let It Go (Armin van Buuren Remix) [A State Of Trance Episode 658] by Armin van Buuren

Hey, Sara….

darkliger269:

221bbarricade:

zanetehaiden:

snow-anne:

king-for-a-vagina:

benedicttcumberbatchh:

carryonmy-assbutt:

sassygayklavierspieler:

fandombarf:

alexander2539:

fandombarf:

There’s a dollar in my g string

THAT IS YOUR D STRING. G IS ALL THE WAY ON MY LEFT.

EXCUSE ME you uncultured swine. That IS my G string. LEFT TO RIGHT IT’S: C G D A ON A CELLO. And if you notice the dollar is wonderfully tucked in my G STRING.DO NOT DOUBT MY SIX YEARS OF EXPERIENCE.

FUCKING VIOLINISTS

THEY’RE NOT CALLED VIOLINISTS THEY’RE CALLED CELLISTS

IT,WAS THE VIOLINIST THAT THOUGHT IT WAS THE WRONG STRING JESUS CHRIST

This is just one massive train wreck

String players can be a bit high-strung.

y’all need to cellout

We all need to calm down before this gets violin-t

String instrument identification is serious business.


There will never be a day in which I will not reblog this for winters-discontent.

darkliger269:

221bbarricade:

zanetehaiden:

snow-anne:

king-for-a-vagina:

benedicttcumberbatchh:

carryonmy-assbutt:

sassygayklavierspieler:

fandombarf:

alexander2539:

fandombarf:

There’s a dollar in my g string

THAT IS YOUR D STRING. G IS ALL THE WAY ON MY LEFT.

EXCUSE ME you uncultured swine. That IS my G string. LEFT TO RIGHT IT’S: C G D A ON A CELLO. And if you notice the dollar is wonderfully tucked in my G STRING.
DO NOT DOUBT MY SIX YEARS OF EXPERIENCE.

FUCKING VIOLINISTS

THEY’RE NOT CALLED VIOLINISTS THEY’RE CALLED CELLISTS

IT,WAS THE VIOLINIST THAT THOUGHT IT WAS THE WRONG STRING JESUS CHRIST

This is just one massive train wreck

String players can be a bit high-strung.

y’all need to cellout

We all need to calm down before this gets violin-t

String instrument identification is serious business.

There will never be a day in which I will not reblog this for winters-discontent.
So, I might kind of have more than I planned.

…and still more to add to the pot.

Soup, anybody?

So, I might kind of have more than I planned.

…and still more to add to the pot.

Soup, anybody?

You know how the Internet usually feels *really* massive?

That it’s kind of like the world, except multiplied?

And you kind of sit back and marvel at how you’ve had the opportunity to find people amid all of the murk and refuse that is the web, that come to mean something amazing to you.  Out of 7 billion people on the planet, and god knows how many personas, multiple identities, and actual millions on the net, you’ve had the fortune to encounter these brilliant, wonderful people who become central to your experience as a user and as a person.

Then, some times, you get to witness something even more amazing:  some times, you get to see different people you know discover each other.  You share separate fandoms with them, but somehow -it’s a mystery to you because it happens so independent to your own experience- these two awesome people you already adore find each other.

It’s just really amazing some times, how probability and chance don’t really mean all that much.  Odds state that maybe we shouldn’t all be able to find each other, to form our communities (tribes/family groups/units), with our varying likes, and vast differences, but we do.  Despite all of the odds against us and the multiple circles trying to overlap, we find certain people, they lead us to others, and sometimes: people we know discover each other.

I don’t have a lot of concrete, clearly defined beliefs in life, but there is one thing I know and do believe: certain people are meant to come into our lives.  They will come in at the right time and the wrong time.  Some will stay for years, others won’t, and there will even be a few who will never leave.  We find the people we need when we aren’t even aware we do, we learn to let go of those who were good for us once, but aren’t any more, and there are some we wish we knew so much earlier, but they didn’t arrive yet.  They weren’t meant to.  I won’t use the terms destiny or fate, but I do believe that there are those we are meant for and who are intended for us.  And I think it doesn’t matter how far away they are from you, how different your social or virtual circles might be: you’ll find each other.

If you’re really lucky though, you’ll have the chance to play the observer and get to see it happen too.

I dunno, I just get terribly amused every time someone I follow reblogs from someone else I follow/know.  I have no idea how these two know each other, or how they met, but I get a lot of happiness knowing two people I think the world of get to see each other’s magnificence.

caramelgoddessxo:

I’m having a conversation with one of my friends and I ask him, “What defines you?” and he responded with, “Nothing. A definition excludes the possibility for change.”

This is one of the best responses I’ve ever received to any of my questions.

mellow-sleep:

aluox:

blood-mages-anonymous:

x-the-fault-in-our-scars-x:

aluox:

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I don’t understand why but I really hate this shade of blue

God it’s actually making me uncomfortable

No I am uncomfortable. As a color deficient person I almost never see the color blue and that is the bluest blue that has ever blued.

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I believe our internal frustration with this stems from the fact that it is very similar to a certain type of computer message

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do you feel the anger and frustration?

ir-dr:

Day 1192 - 18  March 2014

and without the internet, I would never have met any of you

.//projectTiGER

Funny, I have the opposite ‘issue.’ ‘Coloured’ pixels and words on a screen equate in to people and friends much faster for me, and sometimes it is hard brush it off as ‘just shit on the internet.’

desidere:

politicallyimbalancedbullshit:

accioguitardis:

cyberunfamous:

trillow:

how much do islands cost i want one

Less than a college education

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what the fuck

Seriously, WHAT THE FUCK.

should’ve invested in an island. damnit. 

Dude, Hemlow Island costs a fraction of what you’d pay for a house here!

Okay, so the average house cost in Nova Scotia is 209k (for the whole province, mind. Some regions in NS are an average of $160k). So for under $250k CAD, you could theoretically buy an island and build a fucking house.

That currently converts to $243k AUD.

The median house cost in Western Australia is around $550k AUD.


I now know my plan.

http://isagrimorie.tumblr.com/post/82845499831/barbeauxbot-also-i-just-want-to-briefly-touch

barbeauxbot:

Also I just want to briefly touch on what this movie is saying about masculinity.

A lot has been said about Steve and how on the inside he’s still a skinny kid from Brooklyn who doesn’t know how to back away from a fight. Which is true. He doesn’t like bullies, he doesn’t care…

isagrimorie asked
Are you watching Person of Interest yet???

-laughs- yeah, I started it a day or two ago. I’m up to episode 7, I think, and should be able to smash through a good chunk of it in the coming long weekend.

I actually genuinely like the show (which, I suspected I would), and because I know some great stuff is coming, I know to pay heaps of attention early on. Because, yeah, it is that clever a show, and I really appreciate that.

And I like Reese, because while he has angst, it doesn’t feel like over-wrought manpain. …my phone just autocorrected that to ‘manpainfukx’. What the hell?!

Anyway, I like Reese because of his unapologetic acceptance that he does ‘bad’ things, and doesn’t try to rationalise or justify it as ‘good.’ He’s tasked with doing necessary evils, and accepts it. I like characters that can come to terms with who and what they are, regardless of what certain dogma dictates.

racethewind10:

hop on Shaw…

OKAY FINE I WILL WATCH THE SHOW

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!

(Source: bio-hack)