All settled in at #Ohayocon! Come on by, we’re open till 8! ??? (at Battelle Grand Ballroom)
Month: January 2014
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Getting my books ready for taxes always ends up making me relive the last year via ALL MY PURCHASES. STOP SPENDING MONEY, PAST!ALEX.
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Think I worked out how to best hang my prints on this thing!
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So I learned how to mine Dogecoins the other day.
such complicate
very cmd.exe
wow
Tumblr posts comparing extroverts to introverts abridged.
Extroverts are loud obnoxious brainless viking warriors who will shit on your table and uproot all of your potted plants. Their minds have been trapped in the party rock dimension by an evil sorcerer while their corporeal forms exist in our own plane of reality, causing them to stumble around in a constant unaware daze.
Introverts are super-genius shy fragile literal wood nymphs that shatter when exposed to direct eye contact subsist entirely on a diet of nothing but tea and the written word. Extending offers to social gatherings causes them to actually die.
Every extrovert is sonic the hedgehog, here to pop your comfort bubbles and tell you that you’re too slo-
-Look.  We don’t have time for this.  We’ve got party planes to jump out of. You probably wouldn’t understand what it’s like to only momentarily release your true form through the consumption of alcohol and sick beats.  Get out of my way, nerds.
I’m crying.
IT GOT BETTER
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So a friend of ours made portals out of mirrors and tube lights and set them up so they reflect each other infinitely. But, the coolest thing about it is he actually programmed the Portal gun to turn the lights on.Â
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[heavy breathing]
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Citrus Series by Dennis Wojtkiewicz
man i remember reblogging these very soon after i joined tumblr
you look at them and you’re like “wow! what amazing photographs” but they’re oil paintings
they are oil paintings
they are oil paintings
of luminescent citrus fruit no less.
I’d like to see the middle one as the great rose window of a fruit-worshipping cathedral.
I’d also like to see a fruit-worshipping cathedral, obviously.Â
I – they’re not oil paintings, don’t lie.
Are they? What?Oil. Damn, son.
GOD DAMN
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This triplet of pages especially gave me some trouble. #arting
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BWONG