Yesterday I posted about wondering if it was time to close this blog…

    …And after giving it some thought, I’ve decided that yes, it’s time.

    Believe me, this wasn’t a snap decision by any means — I’ve actually been thinking it over for a couple of months, now.  Part of the reason I took that hiatus back in September was not only to take a break, but also to reassess what I was doing and where I was going.  That which I had hoped would be a serious blogging venture turned out to be something quite unexpected — and not always in a good way.

    In the end, it came down to something that my parents had always taught me: the minute that something stops being fun, that’s the minute you know you ought to stop.

    This blog, which I did have some pretty high hopes for when I first got started, was beginning to feel less like something to be enjoyed and more like a chore that required a certain level of maintenance and upkeep.  While that seems to be true with any blog or online forum regardless of its focus, I came to realize just how tired I was becoming of it all.

    In short, I was no longer enjoying myself — even though I have met SO MANY PEOPLE that have made me want to stick it out as long as possible.

    Believe me, a whole bunch of you were the reason I teetered on this for as long as I have.  Without you, I don’t think I would have kept giving it shot after shot.

    As much as I have come to realize that it’s now time to close this blog and put this chapter to rest, I don’t necessarily want to close the relationships that it helped me start.

    There are, in fact, many of you that I would truly like to keep in touch with — so if any of you would like, please get in contact with me, and I’ll let you know where else I tend to lurk online.  

    If I decide to launch a different blog on Tumblr, possibly about January or so, you’ll be the first to know.

    Feel free to drop by and give a shout-out.  I’ll keep my ears open as long as possible for you.

    For the moment, though…I’m going to let the que run itself out, whereupon Sunday will be the last day for posts here on this little island of mine.  It’s had a good run.  Now it’s time to move on.

    Thanks so much, everyone.

    Stay tuned!

queer-punk:

gettingahealthybody:

trilliansthoughts:

This miniature ecosystem has been thriving in an almost completely isolated state for more than forty years. It has been watered just once in that time.The original single spiderwort plant has grown and multiplied, putting out seedlings. As it has access to light, it continues to photosynthesize. The water builds up on the inside of the bottle and then rains back down on the plants in a miniature version of the water cycle.
As leaves die, they fall off and rot at the bottom producing the carbon dioxide and nutrients required for more plants to grow.

Amazing.

SCIENCE

queer-punk:

gettingahealthybody:

trilliansthoughts:

This miniature ecosystem has been thriving in an almost completely isolated state for more than forty years. It has been watered just once in that time.

The original single spiderwort plant has grown and multiplied, putting out seedlings. As it has access to light, it continues to photosynthesize. The water builds up on the inside of the bottle and then rains back down on the plants in a miniature version of the water cycle.

As leaves die, they fall off and rot at the bottom producing the carbon dioxide and nutrients required for more plants to grow.

Amazing.

SCIENCE

sailorsunburst:

askwilliamcarter:

this-island-of-misfit-toys:

beahbeah:

confuzzeldmind:

WHOEVER BUYS THIS FOR ME WINS MY ETERNAL LOVE

I OWN THIS
EVERY MORNING HE SAYS SOMETHING DIFFERENT ABOUT HOW THE WORLD NEEDS YOU AND YOU HAVE TO GET UP
AND WHEN YOU PRESS THE BUTTON TO HUSH HIM HE SAYS “DEFTLY DONE, MADAM,” OR “IF IT’S NOT TOO FORWARD OF ME, THAT DID TICKLE, MADAM”
IT WAKES YOU UP WITH THE SOUND OF CHIRPING BIRDS BEFORE STEPHEN FRY’S VOICE
EVERYONE SHOULD HAVE ONE

Good Lord I hope one of my irl friends sees this because ffs I need this.

….. I want one. But with Maxwell yelling at me to get up.

GET ME THIS

sailorsunburst:

askwilliamcarter:

this-island-of-misfit-toys:

beahbeah:

confuzzeldmind:

WHOEVER BUYS THIS FOR ME WINS MY ETERNAL LOVE

I OWN THIS

EVERY MORNING HE SAYS SOMETHING DIFFERENT ABOUT HOW THE WORLD NEEDS YOU AND YOU HAVE TO GET UP

AND WHEN YOU PRESS THE BUTTON TO HUSH HIM HE SAYS “DEFTLY DONE, MADAM,” OR “IF IT’S NOT TOO FORWARD OF ME, THAT DID TICKLE, MADAM”

IT WAKES YOU UP WITH THE SOUND OF CHIRPING BIRDS BEFORE STEPHEN FRY’S VOICE

EVERYONE SHOULD HAVE ONE

Good Lord I hope one of my irl friends sees this because ffs I need this.

….. I want one. But with Maxwell yelling at me to get up.

GET ME THIS

so here’s the deal.

pwnbypineapple:

ironnman:

amstibovvered:

joss whedon, where is my avengers musical. i know you’ve got it in you. and i know you want it just as bad as i do. i sincerely hope that was part of the contract you just signed. 

PUT THAT SHAWARMA BACK WHERE IT CAME FROM OR SO HELP ME

I HAVE TO REBLOG THIS AGAIN FOR THAT LINE OMG

laughinggiraffigator:

i felt bad for not drawing the humans very much and then this happened.

poor robros. hahah

spicyblue:

zumidotexe:

widdlez:

once-ler-bunny-pajamas:

halibear22:

ladyunlaced:

spiritracks:

margflower:

sherlockholmesanddoctorwatson:

little-hiding-owl:

disneyworldcastmembers:

…. I just died.

THUNDERING OF STAMPEDE
VERY VERY FRIGHTENING ME!
GALELEIO! GALELEIO! GALELEIO!
HAKUNA MATA-TA-TA
I’M JUST A POOR CUB, NOBODY LOVES ME
HE’S JUST A POOR CUB FROM A ROYAL FAMILY
SPARING HIS GUILT FROM THIS MONSTROSITY

Easy come easy go
where did Simba go?
Timon and Pumba knOOOw just where he did go
Where’d he go?
Timon and Pumba knOOOW just where he did go
Where’d he go?
Timon and Pumba knOOOW just where he did go
Where’d he go?
Just where did he go?
grubs are salty and satisfYYYYing
ew ew ew ew ew ew
to Tanzania tanzania
to tanzania he did go.
He must return to have his uncle put aside to be
to be
the KIIIIIIIIIIIING!

I love the lyrics. 

SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DETHRONE ME AND SPIT IN MY EYE
SO YOU THINK YOU CAN BANISH ME AND LEAVE ME TO DIIIIEEE



This is why i love tumblr

Tumblr NEVER change. I’m dead.

ILU Tumblr

Never change.

I heard the whole son in my head.

spicyblue:

zumidotexe:

widdlez:

once-ler-bunny-pajamas:

halibear22:

ladyunlaced:

spiritracks:

margflower:

sherlockholmesanddoctorwatson:

little-hiding-owl:

disneyworldcastmembers:

…. I just died.

THUNDERING OF STAMPEDE

VERY VERY FRIGHTENING ME!

GALELEIO! GALELEIO! GALELEIO!

HAKUNA MATA-TA-TA

I’M JUST A POOR CUB, NOBODY LOVES ME

HE’S JUST A POOR CUB FROM A ROYAL FAMILY

SPARING HIS GUILT FROM THIS MONSTROSITY

Easy come easy go

where did Simba go?

Timon and Pumba knOOOw just where he did go

Where’d he go?

Timon and Pumba knOOOW just where he did go

Where’d he go?

Timon and Pumba knOOOW just where he did go

Where’d he go?

Just where did he go?

grubs are salty and satisfYYYYing

ew ew ew ew ew ew

to Tanzania tanzania

to tanzania he did go.

He must return to have his uncle put aside to be

to be

the KIIIIIIIIIIIING!

I love the lyrics. 

SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DETHRONE ME AND SPIT IN MY EYE

SO YOU THINK YOU CAN BANISH ME AND LEAVE ME TO DIIIIEEE

image

This is why i love tumblr

Tumblr NEVER change. I’m dead.

ILU Tumblr

Never change.

I heard the whole son in my head.

kaciart:

For Sandra

this cast

fuckyeahspiritedaway:

Scultped model of the Spirited Away Bathhouse.

I REQUIRE THIS.

fuckyeahspiritedaway:

Scultped model of the Spirited Away Bathhouse.

I REQUIRE THIS.

eruvadhril:

osheamobile:

I was going to say “Damn it, Australia” but then I realized that all I know about Australia’s geography is that there are cities on the sides and a big creamy filling of sand and fire and death and scorpions in the middle.

The cities also have sand and fire and death and scorpions.

southernliving:

Did anyone have deviled eggs at their tailgate? Try our Muffuletta Deviled Eggs next game day and for your Thanksgiving relish tray.

southernliving:

Did anyone have deviled eggs at their tailgate? Try our Muffuletta Deviled Eggs next game day and for your Thanksgiving relish tray.