The Dick Van Dyke Show S2E8
“…she stopped paying close attention to his words and when at red lights, examined the rain drops spattering on the windshield so intently that she almost stared right through them. Each drop seemed stuck on the glass, until another drop landed on it and they rolled down the window together, ending in a climactic splash.”
Sara: feminism and more.
@WorstMuse is a relic of the human race
Have I reblogged this before? I don’t care.
things i’m okay with: white male protagonists
things i’m not okay with: literally every protagonist being a white male protagonist
Antonius Bui meticulously cut the handwritten lyrics of a song out of paper, creating a sheet of artfully intertwined letters.
Tomorrow, I leave for a quick visit to New York, because I’m ridiculous like that. It’s for a housewarming/late birthday party, and I’m super excited to go!
That + I’ll have to do some serious NaNoWriMo catching up when I get back on Sunday.
And since I’d like to not get outrageously carsick during my many hours on the bus this weekend, I pretty much won’t be on tumblr until Monday-ish. Probably. I might cheat a little on Sunday night. We’ll see.