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This was supposed to be a place to put my sketches and illustrations but I am a major geek as well as working graphic designer/illustrator.
You'll probably have to endure photos of my dog, car, kayak, Doctor Who, Science or craft related things as well as pics and stories about the people I love if you follow me so you have been warned.
I'll try to keep my Doctor Who gifs over at:
thisisthepartyrighthere dot tumblr dot com.
Should we send out a search party for her? She’s been absent for quite a while.
I’ve talked to her recently. This is part of her tumblr process but I am also in favor of a search party. I volunteer! let’s go find her in Louisiana and eat good food. It will be the (search) party!
THAT IS THE PARTY
y’all are really sweet. I swear if I had realized I was missing I would have checked in!!! I’m fine and working on some fun new details of my life.
I’m waving at you all and will check back later after I go kick some printer ass. Seriously, why don’t they return phone calls?
I’m installing a new bathroom and if anyone knows how to get corroded toilet bolts out of the floor, please let me know!
But after the bathroom is done, you’re invited to visit.
Crawfish are in and this is the 5 day forecast for this ‘burg:
Who should I contact to request at least 3 more episodes of Merlin featuring shirtless knights of the roundtable?
The future Mrs. Sir Percival
I took an afternoon nap (this morning…like 2 hours after I got up).
I had a dream that Amy Poehler was my supervisor and we worked at a snow cone stand at Sea World…except it was a drive through and I have no idea why people had their cars in the park.
She was trying to fire me because I loaded raspberry jam into a flavor dispenser instead of syrup. I was explaining to her that people loved fresh fruit and wanted healthier options.
She said it looked like blood clots and made me hand over my stupid hat and leave. I woke up crying. I was so humiliated.
As a part-time photographer, I take copyright infringement very seriously. A client came in to my print shop to test that.
Client: Can you make a copy of this picture?
Me: Unfortunately no. I am not allowed.
Client: What do you mean?
Me: This image is the photographer’s intellectual property. It is illegal for me to make a copy of his work without his permission.
Client: So you don’t have the equipment? You can’t do it? You have all these big machines, surely you can do it.
Me: I can do it, I’m just not allowed to. In theory, I can make a copy. In practice, it is illegal to copy a photographer’s work.
Client: But I’ve had this done somewhere else before.
Me: Then they were breaking the law. I’m sorry, I just can’t help you. I can lose my job, get fined, or go to jail. It’s the law.
Client: I don’t understand. If we close the door, and I promise not to tell anybody, then it’s okay…
Me: So if we close the door, and I murder my colleague, but you don’t tell anybody, is that okay?
My ex-boss still does this stuff. When I refused to do it or be a part of it…he’d get someone else to do it and just smirk at me when I’d come in the next day and it was done. I suppose some day Karma will get him but it too often doesn’t.
why are they doing this to me?! what the hell just happened.
NOT TO MENTION DOWNTON ABBEY.
omg the tears. the tears. THE HUMANITY.
I don’t know if I can take any more Finales that rip my heart out. I’m pretty sure I am the only one that watches Alphas but oh my gosh…GARY…my heart ached so bad.
Ladies, you have got to let me know: Is it just because I’ve lived outside of the United States for so long, or are actors actually being lazy asshats? I saw “Lawless” yesterday. What I think is, “What the Frank are they saying?” I do not want to rewind a movie twelve times in order to figure out plot line. I am exceedingly disappointed in my English bloke, huge gotta be touched to know they’re real lips, T.H. One of the things I did - and hated - as a Theatre actor in high school and college was something called “cork work”, where we were required to preform our entire scene with a wine cork in our mouths. It was abundantly impressed upon us that our audience know what we were saying. And now, I am annoyed when I cannot understand my native tongue.
In any case, the film was violent and Tom Hardy is still somehow… engaging.
TOM HARDY IS THE GREATEST GRUNT AND MUMBLE ACTOR OF OUR TIME.
Was it you or Erin who said they were even getting aggravated when Tom Hardy spoke when he didn’t need to in that movie?