Office by Alex Penny
Stuff that I think about.
Things that I see.
100 words or less.
Unless I decide otherwise.
becca.sayre at gmail dot com
Also, you can Ask me anything
if the mood should strike you.
When somebody new discovers my little hero worshiping internet shrine and likes a bunch of entries, I know that my screencapping is not done in vain! Screencapping all his faces takes a long time, captioning takes double. Random stranger, your 20-odd heart “like” clicks make it worth it.
Nicolas Cage Forever.
I look up the difference between “its” and “it’s” once a month.
My brain has a giant black spot for that one.
Viggo Mortensen on the NYT cover
I am going to need to see the photoshop layers on this ASAP.
via Videogum
This picture just made me insanely happy.
Thanks, Reddit.
Hank Williams Jr. IS Shunt McGuppin
TrueFact.
Before eating.
Sugar cookie you are so pretty and seasonal, what with your pumpkin shape, orange frosting and fall-colored sprinkles. I know I shouldn’t but I am craving sweets plus the thought of dunking cookies in coffee sounds spectacular.
First bite.
This is delicious and it goes great with all this coffee I have. What a wonderful idea I had!
Quarter done.
This is way too much sugar for this early in the morning. One more bite and I am done for now.
Half done.
Ok I will save the rest of you for later, you are too sweet for me. Plus, sugar cookie frosting tastes weird and chemical after a while.
Three Quarters Done.
Who am I kidding? I can’t just let half a cookie stare at me at my desk all day. I will just finish you now and I won’t have to think about you anymore.
Four-Fifths Done.
What have I done?
Finished
THERE IS AN EPIC BATTLE IN MY STOMACH AND I CAN STILL TASTE THE COATED FROSTING IN THE BACK OF MY MOUTH. DAMMIT. WHAT HAVE I WROUGHT?
The most egregious example of this is ohnoabear.com which is taken by a drawing that looks more like a warthog than a bear and is taking up space on what could be an awesome web collection of things interrupted by bears.
I have ideas people, other .com owners are holding me back!
—
James Baldwin, interview of November 7, 1986, with Terry GrossI finally have a co-worker in the office now. Which is nice after nearly a year of solo-office time.
The good parts are obvious:
The bad part: I have to explain myself when I laugh so hard to the new Superego podcast that I snort.
Four shots of espresso entered my veins (that is how it works doy) at 9:30 this morning and somehow my brain simultaneously powered up and shut down.
Beep boop do work. No brain I can’t stop opening and closing facebook. Nothing is changing on this feed except posts from things I technically “like” that are not really people. Do friends not post of facebook anymore? What is the point of this I should cancel my account.
- My Brain.
I suppose that it is 5:24 instead of what time it feels like it should be (12:46 on the dot) should win me some sort of time-suck trophy, but I would like to have some sort of feeling of accomplishment here. I would gladly trade “mild stomach ache” for it. Please mighty gods of the internet and tumblr and god and the bible, make it so.
*mike drop*
I saw the preview for China, IL and now I have to rewatch Brad Neely’s entire YouTube channel. Goodbye day.
This was the first time I ever used game walkthroughs on the internet.
It was not the last (cough Cole Phelps! cough).
Was it even possible to beat it if you didn’t pick one of the musicians? Wasn’t one of the girl characters pretty much entirely useless? Did you have to kill the gerbil in the microwave? To the emulators!
So *this* is why my eyes hurt.
… and then when you come back everyone has new names and you can’t figure out who anyone is anymore?
It’s like that.
