*lays down* I hate essays
When you fuck something up first thing in the morning
A little while (a week or so) after I saw this post for the first time, I fell asleep without blowing out my candle by accident. When I woke up suddenly, my hand flew up and I knocked it onto a paper towel and almost burned down my room. And instead of freaking out after I put it out, I went back to sleep softly crying “Wakey wakey big mistakey” and slept another 6 hours.
you can put this device on any surface and it will actually type. like. this is a hologram. a HOLOGRAM. I CAN TYPE WITH A HOLOGRAM NOW.
its sold by Brookstone and fucking damn it is the most fascinating thing i have seen in my life so far holy god
Wait wait wait is this like a you hook it up to a computer and type on the light and then words?
yup. simple bluetooth hookup and boom. you’re done. you can now type on your desk with a hologram to send texts, make notes, do literally anything a keyboard can do.
Woah. Woah. WOAH
It’s sold by ThinkGeek too! But it is quite expensive
I have to finish a 500 word essay and I’m at 318….
so the saddest shortest story is attributed to hemingway:
"For sale: baby shoes, never worn."
and this came to me at breakfast and i thought it was hilarious.
pls don’t ruin hemingway for me.
no i will continue to do that
i always think “if people want to talk to me they will” which is my reasoning for never really starting conversations so i’m permanently thinking no one wants to talk but what if they’re sat there thinking the same and it’s just this cycle of silence that never gets broken because i’m too stubborn to just put myself out there
Sometimes I think of how one tiny mutated cell can wipe out our whole civilization, but then I watch a video like this and think “nah, we’re way too awesome of a species to be defeated.”
I feel like my life is complete after watching this.
HOLY SHITTING CHRIST.HOW DOES HE MANAGE TO KEEP SUCH A GOOD TONE QUALITY. WHAT THE SHIT. I CAN’T. JUST.
Seriously, as somebody who is relatively good at the flute let me tell you that that is really fucking difficult. REALLY FUCKING DIFFICULT. That’s like the flautist’s equivalent of trying to talk normally whilst breathing in: it just isn’t doable. This guy is using some freaky fucking sorcery. As if that weren’t bad enough: HIS FINGERS ON THAT LAST BLOODY SCALE HOLY SHIT. HOW CAN YOU MOVE THAT FAST. I CAN’T EVEN DO F BLOODY MAJOR THAT FAST AND IT’S THE EASIEST BLOODY SCALE WE HAVE HOLY CHRIST.
The Pied Piper of Hamelin 2014
i’ve got to get into the habit of saving money for things because I want things but I forget and remember later and if i have money I can get the things…