Blue Exorcist #5

Apr. 30th, 2016 08:46 am
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Time for Blue Exorcist people! Hopefully, this helps wash out the taste of my last posts involving All-New X-Men and Leob's Hulk.


Light warning for blood and bullying.

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What if Casey went to LA, and then came back?

I started this AU about three years ago, trying to make something simple with limited source, and very quickly got in over my head. I was trying to piece together a whole miserable life for Casey out of clips from Six Feet Under, promo material of Peter Krause, and found footage of Hollywood. And the vid kept getting bigger and bigger under my hands. The project soon revealed itself to be all about sourcing material (insert the usual vidder whine about the clipping process) as opposed to fun editing challenges, and I got bored very quickly.

If I'm honest with myself, I think that even though the vid was destined for a happy ending, it was also making me too sad.

This is very patchy, but hopefully the lyrics will help you fill in the gaps. I recommend sticking around for the line about 27 birds.



Coney Island
by Good Old War


I found a letter in the mailbox today
And I said, "thank you for your thoughts, but I'm done."
I said that I would never build this up right here
And he said, "that's why I can't work with you son."

But I can't let this go I'm on my way
You can only hold my diamond ring
But I'll go crawling back to the city I love
Cause it's already taken everything

I'm going to Coney Island have myself a dog
And reminisce why I still hate it here
It's all these people with their cotton candy eyes
It's so sweet, now put the train in gear

But I can't let this go I'm on my way
You can only hold my diamond ring
But I'll go crawling back to the city I love
Cause it's already taken everything

The ground is swallowing my options full release
And if it rains they might just disappear
I counted 27 birds up there today
I'm thinking that's why I still love it here
I'm thinking that's why I still love it here

But I can't let this go I'm on my way
You can only hold my diamond ring
But I'll go crawling back to the city I love
Cause it's already taken everything
Cause it's already taken everything
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damnian-wayne:

goodluckdetective:

I have a soft spot for parental figures who don’t want to admit they’re parental figures.

“I am not a father,” he says as he is followed by a horde of children.

it’s ok you can say Batman

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sociopathic-fangirl-in-a-crown:

mayaoishiina:

fieryredsam:

the science building in my university has PERIODIC TABLES

if two people sat at that table for a romantic dinner they would be carbon dating

omf

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verynyoommuchfluff:

mightyfemme:

compulsiveaustralian:

videohall:

Walter is my cousin’s dog. He really has a thing for swimming.

that was a religious experience

me

I’ve never seen a butt-mounted camera, but damn, this dog knows where he wants to go, and goes there fast.

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living400lbs:

daji-ruhu:

systlin:

daji-ruhu:

artistickacchi:

daji-ruhu:

pretty-boy-jon:

ooswinssouffle:

appropriately-inappropriate:

rukafais:

graveyardhorse:

korrakun:

my favorite college experience is when i had a 7am class and the kid next to me literally poured a monster energy drink into his coffee said “i’m going to die” and drank the whole thing

i knew a guy who brewed his instant coffee with monster instead of water. three cups in two hours. i think he ascended to the astral realm

the survivability of the human race never ceases to amaze me

TABI ANECDOTE

My final year I lived with engineering masters students. One night, I’m finishing up my final paper, I’m juuuust backing up my final copy, and my housemate’s cat knocks a vase over onto my laptop.

Which wouldn’t be a problem except my cable had been chewed on (thanks Kobe), so the wiring was exposed. Circuits short out, I fling myself back to avoid electrocution and by the time we get the situation handled, my laptop AND my external hard drive have been fried by the surge.

I mean, fried. Like, they-are-vaguely-smoking fried.

I start to cry, because there goes fifty percent of my final grade.

Ahmad just goes “it’s okay, we will fix”. I’m like “how the fuck do you propose that?” And he’s like “I have spare laptop.” “THIS IS DUE IN THE AM!”

And he looks me dead in the eye and goes, “I said I will help. Go get the laptop.”

So off I go. By the time I make it downstairs, there’s this chemical /reek/ in the kitchen. I go in and there he is, methodically crushing caffeine pills with the bottom of a glass on a ceramic plate, periodically dusting the powder into a cooking pot. Meanwhile, his coffee pot is chugging away on the counter.

As I watch, he takes the coffee pot, empties it into the cooking pot, lets THAT come to a boil and dumps in some of his Turkish coffee, AND the remaining caffeine pill powder, which by now is starting to look uncomfortably like coke.

He lets that steep, and by now the coffee/burning smell is so strong it’s woken up all six of the other housemates, who have all come downstairs and are vacillating between staring at my laptop and at this concoction with undisguised horror.

He pours this sludge into a mug, stirs in about four /tablespoons/ of sugar and slides it my way.

I figure that I’m probably dead either way regardless, so I suck it back, filtering the grounds through my teeth as I go.

I’ve had three sips when it hits, and I feel my heart trip on a beat. I must have gone white cause he nods, all pleased, and points me at his laptop.

Long story short, I got an week’s extension, didn’t sleep for five days, had a conversation with my BLINDS in SPANISH, and got a B+, with a note that it was an “engaging read and well-written, when intelligible”.

To this day, coffee any stronger than a pale off-beige makes my chest hurt.

I honestly thought he was going to drink the coffee and perform was magic on the laptop but.. nope. even better. Honest to god, I really want to know how that conversation with the blinds went. 

Bruh. BRUH.

This is so real. LMFAOOO

I’m concerned for all of you. You at least shortened your life by ten years.

I hate to use a Mad Max reference but WITNESS ME. -chugs monster and takes midterms-

My minor is in Chemistry. 

I collect chemistry glassware. 

I figured out how to triple-distill and vacuum-extract coffee to raise the caffeine concentration 20-30x. 

The first time I sampled a mug of the end product, I didn’t sleep for 2 days and was convinced that I could feel air molecules. 

Now I drink it in shot glasses. 

THE GATES OF VALHALLA ARE OPEN. WITNESS ME. 

I AM SCREAMING YOU ARE AWAITED

I CANNOT STOP LAUGHING. 

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drfitzmonster:

micdotcom:

micdotcom:

Webster’s dictionary adds “cisgender” and “genderqueer”

On Wednesday, Merriam-Webster caught up to speed with two words people have been using to describe their gender identity for at least a decade, adding “cisgender” and “genderqueer” to its unabridged dictionary. Among the 1,400 words, you’ve probably seen a few of them across Tumblr for a while now

Update: Apparently these additions were too much for some people.

But Merriam Webster was having none of that.

They know what it means to throw shade.

And they’ve been trolling people who hate new words all week.

lol good on you mw

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Reading: Five Red Herrings

Apr. 30th, 2016 11:45 am
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When I first wanted to read Sayers, and asked for advice on where to start, several people told me to avoid Five Red Herrings, with the result that though I picked up a second-hand copy years I ended up skipping it when I was reading my way through the books (easily done, when there was more Peter/Harriet in prospect) and didn't get round to it until now, six years after reading all the rest.

Actually, I rather liked it. Not as much as the Harriet Vane books, of course, and not as much as Murder Must Advertise or the The Nine Tailors, but at least as much as any of the others. I could have done with fewer phonetically-rendered Scottish accents, but it was a nice twisty mystery with a cast of interesting and three-dimensional characters (I found myself particularly enjoying one rather stroppy potential suspect who I couldn't help seeing as a dead ringer for one of my stroppier academic colleagues). I doubt I'll return to it again and again, but I enjoyed reading it and have definitely read worse books.

On the "worse books" front, I put Five Red Herrings back on the shelf yesterday morning and, prompted by a vague thought inspired by the excellent recent Radio 4 adaptation of Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit that I should read more Jeanette Winterson, picked up Written on the Body, which I had tried to read in about 1994 and couldn't get on with, thinking that maybe I'd have more success now. I got so pissed off with it I had to stop reading halfway home because I simply couldn't bear to carry on. I may have been very wrong about very many things when I was 20, but "Jeanette Winterson's writing is all style and no substance" clearly wasn't one of them. Also, it's basically literary PWP, and I actually have no interest at all in that.

The Weather Gods Have Been Teasing Us

Apr. 30th, 2016 12:43 pm
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This is Arthur's Seat, as seen from the end of my street, yesterday morning at 9am:


This is Arthur's Seat, as seen from the end of my street, yesterday evening, around 8pm:


The reason this is important is that around 30 of my friends will be performing in the Beltane Fire Festival (awsome pics) tonight, and I'll be up the hill watching it, and frankly that latter picture looks like a lot better weather to be up a hill in (particularly considering the state of undress of some of the performers). Side note - I never, ever get bored of seeing that view every morning on the way to work.

Thankfully, the weather is now showing that any rain will have fucked off by 6pm, and that it will be about 8 degrees, so nobody should die of hypothermia.

I'm looking forward to it - haven't been in several years. And also to the afterparty, which I have managed to get myself a ticket to, not least because it's a de facto friend's birthday party too.
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XXL leather jacket or laser gun, anyone happen to be able to lend?

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