let’s stop seeing sex as the biggest thing you can do to show someone you love them
everyone knows that the real way to show someone you love them is to find them a really cool rock. not a diamond. just a neat rock that you think they will enjoy
Not a rock THE ARKENSTONE
Why just one rock Why not three Why not the silmarils
i saw a really cool butterfly expert man on PBS and was so in awe of him and his butterfly knowledge i tracked down the episode online to see how to spell his name and found his twitter and followed him, only for the next day to awaken to him having read not only my webcomic, but also my livetweets saying how i wanted to marry the butterfly man. he said he was flattered. anyway the moral of the story is please don’t underestimate how far down your twitter a bored entomologist will scroll, and also the internet was a mistake.
We maybe have a ghost in our house that has popped up since we’ve had work done on the walls, and random stuff keeps happening but something keeps opening my hamsters cage and leaving it open so I’ve just had to explain to thin air what a hamster is because as my sister pointed out, my house is old af and my ghost probably doesn’t know what a hamster is, I’m also leaving it a note in the hopes it can read.
just to illustrate, I don’t think my ghost means my hamster harm, it’s just confused
one day, hollywood will cast a reasonable, down-to-earth person to play the joker. just a normal guy with a sensible separation between his identities on and off the screen
“yeah, it’s a fun role. I really get to chew the scenery, which is not the kind of part that I normally do, so I enjoy the change of pace”, he opines, probably while holding a cute dog
so my dad fixes hot tubs for a living which means he goes to people’s houses and has all these crazy stories, but he has some regular customers that really like him. he’s also basically a dog whisperer, so every customer’s dog loves him (even ones that are usually “dangerous”). recently, my family’s little poodle elphie died from breast cancer, and it really hit my dad hard. he doesn’t show his emotions outwardly but it’s been really tough for him lately. apparently, he went to this one regular customer’s house that has a big black lab, a pedigree dog that they use for breeding. usually the dog is really friendly with him, but this time he got there and the dog was howling and whimpering, and ran right up to him and started nuzzling into his lap. he started talking to her owner, and she talked about how the dog just had puppies, and because she’s a regular customer she knew my family had a dog, too, so she asked about elphie. my dad had to tell her that elphie just died, and he got a little choked up. as he talked about our dog, the lab noticed and started to nuzzle and push him, and him and the owner were really confused, so he let the dog push him. she ended up leading him to her newborn puppies and pushing him to hold them. the owner was really surprised because the dog wouldn’t even let HER near the puppies, let alone touch them. somehow this dog knew my dad was hurting for our dog and wanted to make him feel better by being with other dogs. i’ve just…never heard of anything so pure in my life.
Fibromyangela 