lichgem:

Fey gets that way a lot, I never know what to make of it.

I wonder if it’s the same as when you’re bored and irritable so you just sort of kick around restlessly.

Nikki gets that way a lot too. She is also very serious about playing in general, though. And very self-conscious. She doesn’t like getting caught having fun.

Happiness is…

…finishing the popsicle without dropping that last little nub on the ground.

megarah-moon:

banana slugs are sooo cute!

Ee! I love them. They are adorable!

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…but on the upside

…I would like to thank the young lad who, wonder of wonders, just plugged his headphones in after I requested he please turn down the music he was blasting through his phone speakers. 

I don’t understand why anyone would want to listen to tinny, overdriven speakers in the first place but it was nice that this kid wasn’t a dick about stopping the racket when asked.

Good grief…

I swear, the people who take up the most space (and are the most rude about it) on public transit are NOT fat people. Like, basically ever. The worst offenders are almost invariably skinny to medium-sized dudes. 

(There’s this guy across from me on the train right now who I swear is doing his best to take up 6 separate seats in 3 rows.

He’s making me want to move to a different part of the train even though he’s not physically encroaching on my row yet, because he’s just positioning himself in ways that are translating as “territorial aggression” and I don’t want to deal with that at all).

feliscorvus:

I like Ys best of all Joanna Newsom’s albums. Her voice isn’t to everyone’s taste (I think it works for what she sings; my SO can’t stand it; YMMV). But this album is amazing and I love that she was brave enough to actually make it. There are only 5 songs on it but they’re LONG,…

I don’t want to speculate too specifically about someone who is both real and currently alive, but having seen a couple video interviews with her (Joanna Newsom)…it wouldn’t surprise me in the least if she were neuro-atypical in some way. Her manner of relating to reality is uncannily familiar.

"The thing that I was experiencing and dwelling on the entire time is that there are so many things that are not OK and that will never be OK again. But there’s also so many things that are OK and good that sometimes it makes you crumple over with being alive. We are allowed such an insane depth of beauty and enjoyment in this lifetime. It’s what my dad talks about sometimes. He says the only way that he knows there’s a God is that there’s so much gratuitous joy in this life. And that’s his only proof. There’s so many joys that do not assist in the propagation of the race or self-preservation. There’s no point whatsoever. They are so excessively, mind-bogglingly joy-producing that they distract from the very functions that are supposed to promote human life. They can leave you stupefied, monastic, not productive in any way, shape or form. And those joys are there and they are unflagging and they are ever-growing. And still there are these things that you will never be able to feel OK about–unbearably awful, sad, ugly, unfair things."

— Joanna Newsom, in a 2005 interview (here: http://arthurmag.com/2006/12/23/nearer-the-heart-of-things-erik-davis-on-joanna-newsom-from-arthur-no-25winter-02006/ ); one song on her Ys album was written when she was dealing with the death of a friend.

Ys (Joanna Newsom)

I like Ys best of all Joanna Newsom’s albums. Her voice isn’t to everyone’s taste (I think it works for what she sings; my SO can’t stand it; YMMV). But this album is amazing and I love that she was brave enough to actually make it. There are only 5 songs on it but they’re LONG, one of them being over 16 minutes (link below; the song is ‘Only Skin’):

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6UUe3Q54qFg

Scrape your knee: it is only skin.
Makes the sound of violins.

And they’re not just long, but big and lush and multi-layered and full of poetry and lyrical wordplay of the kind I actually really do like.

It’s not 100% clear what she’s getting at in all cases, but overall the album seems to be “about” the process of growing up and coming to terms with the enormity of the world and of life and death and everything in between.

When this album came out I remember she got a lot of flak for it being “pretentious”. For whatever reason, a lot of people seem to have the attitude that musicians can ONLY sing about very basic romantic/sexual themes and they aren’t allowed to use obscure (but beautiful) vocabulary or anything like that, because oh my goodness, that’d be pretentious. I have yet to figure out why this attitude exists, but my guess is that it’s like…when I was growing up and “nerd” wasn’t a compliment, people would call you a nerd when they perceived you as having way too much unrestrained enthusiasm for something. 

And Ys is unrestrained everything. And I love it for that.

issu:

somesickcat:

No photoshop. Just a kitty with HUGE EYES.

The lighting in this photograph is amazing~

I love when cats loom at you from their bed lair!

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  • me: im so tired, i could collapse into bed and sleep for a year..
  • me: gets in bed
  • me: how was earth created
  • me: who made microwaves
  • me: how does the internet even work
  • me: i'm hungry
  • me: feels bad about something i did 4 years ago
  • me: remembers 73 unfinished tasks
  • me: too tired to sleep