“Well we’re not allowing crossover, where characters from two fictional worlds interact.” Jeff could barely get the words out now. He had never felt this strange intensity, this lust for anyone. He felt a strange throb where his soul had once been, years ago.
Dustin wrote Jeff Bezos fan fiction and it is beautiful.
NOPE NOPE NOPENOPENOPE crol
You know before we, before I found you, the numbers haunted me. I never felt so helpless in my entire life. I know I can’t get justice for all of them, but the possibility of having it for just one….
Welcome to the family of POI Irrelevants. Awesome show.
I feel like this question doesn’t even need to be asked, considering the state of my dash, but have you accepted John Cho into your heart yet? Because you really should.
Okay, John Cho is awesome and all, but now I’m seriously wondering if this is the same bike that JJ gave Jennifer Garner during Alias. Because that happened.
this is seriously the most random post on tumblr.
where the hell do you even find this many stock photos are aren’t even centered on the people in them?
its like the photographer was drunk or something.
seriously why even make this post?
Someone needs to have the kid checked out. He’s just standing in the middle of the street staring into the sky. And why is that red-headed lady standing so far back on the escalator? Does she think that blonde has escalator cooties?
…yeah, i don’t get it.
must be a hipster blog thing? dunno.
Yanno, I had something to say about these, but then I sneezed and for the life of me I can’t remember what it was.
Today, I watched part of The Avengers with the three kids I’m babysitting for the summer: a 9 year-old boy and two girls, ages 6 and 4.
When they moved into the scene with Natasha in Russia, the 6 year-old turned to ask me who she was, if she was a bad guy, and I told her she was one of the heroes.
6 year-old says, ”Heroes rescue people. She’s not a hero. She’s a girl. She can’t rescue people. What can she do?”
I just said, “Watch.”
As Black Widow commenced busting heads and strolling out carrying her heels, both girls turned back to me, grinning so big.
“She’s good at that,” said the older girl. I agreed. “You like that girl?” asked the four year-old. I said, I do. “Me too,” she said, still smiling.
Writing is weird.
One minute you are telling a story.
The next minute you are researching the average amount of snowfall Edinburgh gets.
or how to kill someone with a piece of barbed wire and a tomato
Or how much force it takes to dent a human skull with a can of Pepsi.
what the hell are you guys writing?
dont be mean
be median or mode
damn math fandom bloggers
shut up we have a good range of jokes
this is our domain
guys we’re forgetting the point of this post and going off on a tangent
Are you all done cos I’ve had enough of this by now
Damn math fandom bloggers
I feel like your aggravation here is a little hyperbolic.
We should take this prime opportunity to heal the long division between our peoples.
My Person of Interest trip in NY (22/50)
160-162 Lexington Ave., Manhattan
The Library from every episode!