it has been years and still I find myself creasing with hysterical laughter over the mere concept of Sharknado

everlastingrandom:

reading vague posts about some unhinged discourse occurring far from my realm of exposure is like the platonic opposite of “I saw Goody Proctor at the Devil’s Sacrament” like damn clearly i was not at the sacrament what the fuck

hit my first reading milestone of the year today. three weeks into January and I have already read 12 books. which is just as well considering I had to put my reading goal up this year because I received 117 books for Christmas, and I just got like 9 more for my birthday.

innamorat4:

Luke Abrahams  

reading a book about tornadoes right now and it’s genuinely getting me hype. I fucking love weather so much like even watching the clouds from the kitchen window gets me going but when it comes to extreme weather? gets me mouthbreathing and shaking like a fucking chihuahua

ohshoot:

homunculus-argument:

The next time you’ve got a friend over, set an example and put your phone on the table, visibly there but not too far away, to let them know that you’re intentionally present, not distracted, your attention is undivided and you want to be fully focused on being right there to spend time with them. Don’t mention it or draw attention to this, you’re not doing this to be preachy or wanting praise, you just want to be a good friend and you value your friend’s time. Ideally, your friend will either notice this or even pick it up without conscious notice, and set their own phone aside on the table as well.

Then, when your friend takes a minute to go to the bathroom, grab your phone and take a photo of your friend’s phone sitting on your table. Do not touch it, and put your own phone back exactly where it was immediately once you’ve got the picture. Carry on with whatever you two were doing.

Once your time is up and your friend has left for home, wait for a good 15 minutes or so, for them to either get back home or be well on their way there. Text your friend, “hey, you forgot your phone”, and send them the photo you took of their phone on your table. Set a stopwatch running from the moment your friend sees the message.

Measure how many seconds it takes for your friend to process this and tell you to go fuck yourself.

feldgeister: