What I’m working on today.
Lynette Mejía
A collection of things that catch my fancy, presented for your delight & entertainment.
Today, as promised, I’m going to talk a bit about the merits of — no, the substance of — you know, scratch that. I’m going to talk about the butthurt that Charles Carreon angrily crayoned down and chucked at a federal judge.
The Oatmeal v. FunnyJunk, Part V: A Brief Review of Charles Carreon’s Complaint | Popehat (via wilwheaton)
(via wilwheaton)
I cannot exist without you - I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you again - my Life seems to stop there - I see no further. You have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I were dissolving… I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion - I have shudder’d at it - I shudder no more - I could be martyr’d for my Religion - Love is my religion - I could die for that - I could die for you. My creed is Love and you are its only tenet - You have ravish’d me away by a Power I cannot resist.
John Keats (via vanished)
Found this on a post about female monsters. Would love to know the artist.
If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.
Haruki Murakami (via forrealsies)
Neil Gaiman: My story, THE MAN WHO FORGOT RAY BRADBURY is posted right now at IO9
The Man Who Forgot Ray Bradbury
By Neil Gaiman
I am forgetting things, which scares me.
I am losing words, although I am not losing concepts. I hope that I am not losing concepts. If I am losing concepts, I am not aware of it. If I am losing concepts, how would I know?
Which is funny,…
(Source: io9.com)
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