18th century poetry about the artifice of beauty YEAAAAH
i’m trying to study
but room draw numbers came out yesterday
and now EVERYONE AND THEIR MOTHER (no literally there’s people on the phone with their moms) is trying to figure out where they’re gonna live next year
IT’S NOT EVEN SPRING TERM YET, PEOPLE
just turn the volume DOWN and let me do my chemistry okay
it’s so hard to concentrate
If everyone donates $5 to firstname.lastname@example.org or $10…. she can have a surgery and live.
The goal is $30,000.
This is an EMERGENCY and she’ll need the money ASAP (like possibly even THIS WEEKEND ASAP)
I apologize for the spam but to me it’s important.
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If you can’t donate, please help signal boost this guys. Please help her.
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working until 11:30 pm
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When I was a wee lass, I got a bit confused and thought “bitch” was the technical term for a female sheep.
just realized that I always want to draw Ted Flutter holding his arms the same way as my chem professor does a lot
which is to say, kind of like a T. rex
Ted Flutter suffers from some kind of sympathetic nervous system disorder. I think it’s just acute over-stimulation with a pretty obvious environmental cause (read: hanging around Stratford/possibly just working for Gravid Rust in general has left him in a pretty much constant fight-or-flight state) but I guess there’s also some possibility that it’s a chronic (maybe genetic?) thing. Reasons why I think this are under the cut, because 1) they’re maybe a little gross and 2) the likelihood that you actually want to read about Ted fucking Flutter’s goddamned nervous system for several paragraphs is…minimal.
Vetinari: Only child. He was somewhere around ten when his parents died.
Ridcully: At least seven older brothers, of course, plus a few older sisters…and perhaps some younger siblings too? I see him as having been one of, like, twelve children. Maybe more.
Only child, at least for all intents and purposes. His mother was The Lady…unless she was his father instead.
He’s an only child in my headcanon. Pampered and ignored in pretty much equal measure until he was four, when the Accident happened. His dad was an undertaker and his mom dabbled in taxidermy.
Put a character from something I like (Discworld, Firefly, Tales From The Wyrd Museum…whatever) and I’ll tell you:
- how many siblings they have in my headcanon
- their birth order
- gender distribution of siblings, if I have a specific headcanon for that
- something else interesting-ish about their family
Kaylee has five older brothers, but no sisters.
butter ghost has built a rocketship
he likes to travel where no ghost can
and when he gets there he makes the most of it
he seems at home in a foreign land
and he butters his new friends when he lands
and they think it’s wonderful
they’re always helpful if he ever needs a hand
but they never stop to ask him why
my oh my
now I’m listening to my new Donna fanmix
and I really, really want to sing along with “Spark of Creation”
but it’s 11:34 pm here and I don’t think the neighbors would like that very much
because the lack of Stratford/Flutter on the internet is seriously challenging my preconcieved notions about fandom
also because I enjoy a lot of really awful things
anyway, it’s a fanmix—lyrics under the cut, link to my LJ up there will direct you to the file if you want to share in the horror