The nonsensical mutterings of a retired superhero.
Tory Tea
jezzykar asked: Why you so beautiful? WHY?
Nobel citizen, within your few words, you have transformed me from this:
into this:
I shake you warmly by the hand!! (Who be this? I know a few Jess’s, help a sister out)!!
Turning Children’s Drawings to Toys by Child’s Own Studio
Remember all that crazy shit you drew as a kid? True story: when I was but a wee lad I was fond of drawing bones with wings on them. There was a whole family of them. Why? Who the hell knows, kids are weird! But how awesome would have been if a cool company like this existed: where they take children’s drawings and convert them to real world toys. Maybe one day my Flying Bones with faces can get the same treatment. Check out tons more at their flickr
Artists: website (via: todayilearned / io9)
(via coldbloodedchameleon)
This is Griffin, the main man in my life at his favourite lake. He’s kinda rockin’ the whole ‘Bambi-vibe’ about him with those fierce legs.
I haven’t been feeling well for the past few days and have been hibernating on the couch, watching old reruns of doctor phil when this little guy trots up to me, and gives me the smallest little kiss on my cheek which made me go:
I was about to gush and hug him to death until I realised he was staring at the cheds I had in my hand…
Wake up.
Have splitting headache. Curious. Realise my head is on the floor and my torso is still in the bed. Think of becoming cirque du solei participant.
Check email. Oh hai Melbourne uni. You want to charge me a fee of $263 for extra circular activities I’m not even a part of? That’s … cool.
What’s that Harry the heater that I’ve had for years and has become my most beloved of friends? You decide to die?
…
I don’t like that last one because the fire and general warmth of Hades makes me think of Harry…
coldbloodedchameleon asked: Oh, how I love thee, Tory Tea. You're posts make me smile. Keep being wonderful. Love Claire
This is what I feel like when I get mail from you Claire:
Follow this babe of a girl. Seriously. You won’t regret it. She is utterly amazing in every way.
I have finally found someone in my life that I can completely and utterly depend on. It is a rarity in this world, to find such love. But I have found it and I am content. Nay, lucky. Blessed even.
This is my boyfriend:
*squeals*
(I could stare into those glistening black eyes all day)
We’ve been dating for 10 minutes now. He just called me Si-ha or something. Hopefully that’s not Drell for prostitute because I’ve kind of been flirting with a lot of people during this game (Mass Effect 2 for those wondering - playing for the first time and yes, I know I’m a little late on the hype).
Though I have to say, finding out that Jack is not gay for Femshep was gut-wrenching. I kept visiting her and hoped for convo options and was all:
But to no avail…
Don’t even get me started on Garrus. WHY YOU NO FINISH CALIBRATIONS. EVERY time I want to talk to the guy, I end up doing this with my controller:
And I was all “You know what Gar? You know what? I should come BEFORE your calibrations… DON’T STOP ME FROM WALKING OUT— oh, you’re not…”
But seriously. I know Thane is going to die. I don’t even care. I think he even has a wife who I’m still not sure is completely dead… —but OURLOVEISPURE.com/ANDTHATSALLTHATMATTERS !!!
So the other day I had to do a photo shoot at Uni during school hours. *Que a number of Melbournians snickering at my Tyra-banks orientated modelling*. To say the least, it didn’t help my cred’ much to be smiling ever-so-cherrily with book in hand and gazing back at the camera with ‘I love Melbourne’ eyes. Then again, around university, I already have the reputation of Millhouse so it didn’t really matter:
I just got a bunch of the photos back in my inbox today. Mind you, through the magic of photoshop, you can’t even tell that it was raining (Ahem… wearing a white blouse was a bad choice):
What I didn’t expect to be included in the bunch was a shot of me, making fun of my own commerical’ness.
Already sent to a bunch of teachers.
Needless to say, I hope this isn’t the photo they’re going to choose for their website:
These might look like antique books, but they’re actually salvaged bricks that have been painted to look like theybelong in an old library. The faux literature is the brilliant work of Daryl Fitzgerald.
