Reblog this if you’d hang out with your Tumblr friends if you ever met them in real life.

andallthatmishigas:

aboxfullofdarkness:

REBLOG IF YOU WOULD MEET THEM AT THE AIRPORT GATE AND RUN AT EACH OTHER IN SLOW MOTIONARMS WIDE OPEN WHILE “AT LAST” PLAYS OVER THE PA SYSTEM

andallthatmishigas
you realize we are DOING this in SF right?!?!

YES.

andallthatmishigas:

lightneverfades:

beahbeah:

confuzzeldmind:

WHOEVER BUYS THIS FOR ME WINS MY ETERNAL LOVE

I OWN THIS
EVERY MORNING HE SAYS SOMETHING DIFFERENT ABOUT HOW THE WORLD NEEDS YOU AND YOU HAVE TO GET UP
AND WHEN YOU PRESS THE BUTTON TO HUSH HIM HE SAYS “DEFTLY DONE, MADAM,” OR “IF IT’S NOT TOO FORWARD OF ME, THAT DID TICKLE, MADAM”
IT WAKES YOU UP WITH THE SOUND OF CHIRPING BIRDS BEFORE STEPHEN FRY’S VOICE
EVERYONE SHOULD HAVE ONE

THIS IS LIKE JARVIS. 
A REAL JARVIS EXCEPT HE’S A CLOCK.

I have this clock. It’s not Jarvis. It’s Jeeves. The voice is Stephen fucking Fry. It’s the coolest shit ever.

andallthatmishigas:

lightneverfades:

beahbeah:

confuzzeldmind:

WHOEVER BUYS THIS FOR ME WINS MY ETERNAL LOVE

I OWN THIS

EVERY MORNING HE SAYS SOMETHING DIFFERENT ABOUT HOW THE WORLD NEEDS YOU AND YOU HAVE TO GET UP

AND WHEN YOU PRESS THE BUTTON TO HUSH HIM HE SAYS “DEFTLY DONE, MADAM,” OR “IF IT’S NOT TOO FORWARD OF ME, THAT DID TICKLE, MADAM”

IT WAKES YOU UP WITH THE SOUND OF CHIRPING BIRDS BEFORE STEPHEN FRY’S VOICE

EVERYONE SHOULD HAVE ONE

THIS IS LIKE JARVIS. 

A REAL JARVIS EXCEPT HE’S A CLOCK.

I have this clock. It’s not Jarvis. It’s Jeeves. The voice is Stephen fucking Fry. It’s the coolest shit ever.

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numinous-queer:

silversarcasm:

[Gifset: Laverne Cox speaks at the GLAAD media awards, she says,

"Each and every one of us has the capacity to be an oppressor. I want to encourage each and every one of us to interrogate how we might be an oppressor, and how we might be able to become liberators for ourselves and each other."]

femmeanddangerous:

(x)

She is INCREDIBLE

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arr-pirate:

friendly-fyres:

 i found you a nicely apt description of what the fucking friendzone is

Source

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Question Meme thingy, tagged by citiesofsong

1.) If you could only watch one movie for the rest of your life what would it be and why?

Lilo & Stitch, because it will never cease to make me laugh, or to remind me of how much I love my sister.

2.) Last three books you read?

Bossypants, by Tina Fey

A Single Man, by Christopher Isherwood

The Red Rose Girls: An Uncommon Story of Art and Love, by Alice Carter

3.) A smell that brings back vivid memories?

Heating oil fumes will always get me thinking about my dad going to work. Hearing him walk out the door before I even got out of bed on winter mornings, or playing in my cousins’ driveway in the summer when he and my uncle would get a midday call to come fix an air conditioner- they’d open the garage and there was that heating oil smell again. Heck, my uncle sold the business 10 years ago and that garage still smells like it.

4.) Signature scent?

Bath & Body Works “Japanese Cherry Blossoms.” Or sandalwood. I love me some sandalwood soap. <3

5.) TV show you recently fell in love with?

"Private Practice," believe it or not. Yay, Netflix! What can I say, I’m a sucker for medical shows, Audra McDonald is awesome and Kate Walsh is a very cute redhead.

6.) Something you hate but cannot explain why?

Butterflies. I’m ok with pictures and vids, just… just not live. Please.

7.) Do you believe that life should be lived for you alone and no one else? (You can tell I’m reading Atlas Shrugged I suppose…)

No. If we all lived that way all the time, everyone would die. Infants and other weaklings first, but eventually all of us would die premature, horribly lonely deaths. Humans are a social species; at some time or another we all need each other. That being said, we should each weigh our own decisions about when, for whom, and how much we give of ourselves.

8.) I’m dying to go to Disneyland (Paris resort) I’m tentatively making plans to go for my 25th, do you think I’m too old, and if so why?

ONE IS NEVER TOO OLD FOR A DISNEY PARK. No seriously. I was a very “mature-minded” 18-year-old when I got my first chance to go to Disney World, and it was amazeballs. The rides, the food, the shows, the atmosphere of “Disney magic,” everything was perfect. Also I met Lilo and Stitch, and tears of joy may have been shed.

9.) The world is ending, how are you coping?

Natural disaster or war, I hope I’d do what I could to help my in-group survive. (I’m a follower, not a leader!) Epidemic of some kind, I would most certainly lose my shit. I can watch “The Day After Tomorrow” without flinching, but when “Contagion” hit theaters I used to have to mute the ads on Youtube. *shudders*

10.) Describe your favorite outfit.

My teabag-stained “loose jeans,” my comfy blue stretch top, and the necklace my profe got for each girl in my Spain group when she was in Toledo on free travel week.

My questions for you lovely people:

1. What was your favorite book or movie when you were five years old? Why?

2. What was the best birthday you ever had?

3. Do you have any pets? If so, details on cuteness, please. ^_^

4. What is your “power song” that you play to get you going when things are tough?

5. What is your favorite part of spring?

6. Do you play any instruments?

7. What are the last three books you read? (I had to steal that one, Julie- it’s a good one.)

8. If you could gain one superpower and had a choice of which one, what would you choose?

9. If you could pack up and go live anywhere in the world, money and language barriers being a non-issue, where would you go?

10. What are your siblings like?

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andallthatmishigas asked: HAPPY EASTER! I'm very glad you're back! I missed you ♥️♥️

I MISSED YOU TOO!

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Feels good to be back! :-)

But your book is wrong, Mrs. Strunk, says George, when it tells you that Jim is the substitute I found for a real son, a real kid brother, a real husband, a real wife. Jim wasn’t a substitute for anything. And there is no substitute for Jim, if you’ll forgive my saying so, anywhere. A Single Man, by Christopher Isherwood (1964)