Posted 6 hours ago
riker-wears-a-skant:

This is oddly relaxing…

riker-wears-a-skant:

This is oddly relaxing…

(Source: simplyseasons)

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ghostbongweedofthesamurai:

we live in the worst possible version of cyberpunk

Posted 19 hours ago
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delsinsfire:

so bioware apparently wants the DA:I players to never see sunlight again

Posted 20 hours ago

thisisfusion:

Major League Baseball’s batting average hit its lowest point in over four decades this season.

Right now, the l
eague-wide batting average is .251, according to the stat-tracking website FanGraphs. That’s the lowest average since 1972, one year before the American League introduced the designated hitter.

Continue reading at fusion.net.

Posted 20 hours ago
corgisandboobs:

bunnyfood:

(via burgerrr)

"Get in, loser, we’re going… well I can’t tell you where we’re going because this is clearly a violation of like 74 laws and I’m a fucking tiger."

corgisandboobs:

bunnyfood:

(via burgerrr)

"Get in, loser, we’re going… well I can’t tell you where we’re going because this is clearly a violation of like 74 laws and I’m a fucking tiger."

Posted 20 hours ago
becausebirds:

Kiwi on a treadmill.

becausebirds:

Kiwi on a treadmill.

Posted 20 hours ago
vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.

vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.

Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.

Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.

This time, though. This was a good cry.

(Source: transtofuscramble)