The skipper's in the wardroom drinking gin

[sovay]

The internet is killingly slow for reasons relating to RCN having apparently melted down around one o'clock this afternoon (customer support lines included), so instead of anything that requires extended interaction, here is a photograph of my niece. Technically she is wearing a fluffy scarf belonging to my mother.



I think somebody needs to see Ponyo (2008) stat.

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[sovay]

Well, and then they showed me THIS!

I had actually seen that on the Guardian, but not the rediscovered Weill song!

gh7y1

—The above was Autolycus planting his butt on the keyboard. I think he says hi.

[kore]

Aww, kitty butt typing!

....I knew they had cut out Chopin's heart but not that it was in a PILLAR, omg wtf.

[sovay]

....I knew they had cut out Chopin's heart but not that it was in a PILLAR, omg wtf.

This is reminding me of the Tumblr posts which are public service announcements that Mary Shelley learned to spell from headstones, had sex for the first time on her mother's grave, and kept her dead husband's heart after his cremation tl;dr you will never be as Goth as Mary Shelley.

[kore]

You know what confused me was, apparently she kind of folded his heart into a book....? Like a dried flower or....what? NEVERMIND I don't want to try to imagine it anymore

[sovay]

NEVERMIND I don't want to try to imagine it anymore

NONE MORE GOTH.