I’ll start making my own stationary sometime this week, too.
Welcome to Game of Thrones!
If you like them—they die!
If you don’t—they die!
If you like them—they die!
If you don’t—they die!
—Payton
happy things.
Robin's Nesters: *singing the Lovely Bunch of Coconuts song from The Lion King*
SJ: But is that song really about coconuts?
two people on tumblr in the same room: go look at this thing i just reblogged
ZESLIE’S MAKIN’ MOCHI.
Winnie: Is the llama still alive?
Me: Yes, but Baby-Adama is in charge.
Rowan: Did I hear Baby-Obama?
Zeslie: Did you just say, "I am a wood-nymph?"
I guess I didn’t really realize how much I missed all of you.
Also, did anyone else see Kathryn’s portrait on the Lifeline of Ohio float in the Rose Parade?
for Kathryn—though it tightened like a knot.
- If Only for a Night - Florence + the Machine
- Ghosts that We Knew - Mumford & Sons
- River - Joni Mitchell
- We are Young - fun.
- Eulogy - Patrick Wolf
- La Nuit - from Les Choristes
- Norwegian Wood - The Beatles
- O Children - Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
- Edelweiss - from The Sound of Music
- 0952 - Ólafur Arnalds
- Winterreise, D. 911 - 1. Gute Nacht (arr. for cello and piano) - Franz Shubert
- Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence - The Ryuichi Sakamoto Trio
- Avril 14th - Aphex Twin
- Little Moon - First Aid Kit
- Ice Dance - from Edward Scissorhands
(Click through the picture to go to the download— and remember to click the ‘download from sendspace’ link, not the banner ads.)
So Payton’s here with her laptop case on her head, Winnie’s writhing over on the other couch because of RP feels, and I’m trying not a get a migraine with a combination of meds and Burrito the Stingray on my head.
-The Robin’s Nest Liveblogs the Internet Outage 2k12-
THERE IS PEANUT BUTTER ON THE BEAVER TAIL
CHAZ— YOUR REAL LIFE SHIP IS BECOMING CANON
3 minutes in: We’re already talkin’ post-apocalyptic
5 minutes in: we’re dancing to Hawaiian music
There was a moment there where I was seriously contemplating licking your shoulder.
There’s ACTUALLY peanut butter on the beaver’s tail.
10 minutes in: We’re now in stage two— bargaining.
The beaver’s tail is not a piece of bacon.
We’re discussing z-snap etiquette
There is no functioning definition for sassy
A Hawai’ian song just gave me Klaine feels (“when I think of you my thoughts are happy”)
“Can this singer be my husband?” “I don’t know if he’s still around.”
BROKEN HEARTS ERRYWHERE UP IN HERE.
THE KING NEVER HEARD THE SONG. HE DIED IN SAN FRANCISCO.
“Where did the Ritz go?” “I put them on. I put on the Ritz.”
JULIA; I HAVE PERSONAL FEELINGS!
25 minutes in: PAYTON CRUSHED THE RITZ.
27 minutes in: and smelled Julia’s armpit.
don’t lick my eye.
According to Payton, there has been poop exchanged.
46 minutes in: realization has set in.
“I play flute.” “Did you just say, ‘I’ll fight you?’”
The time has come. We’re inconsolable.
“In Psych, when she talks about potty training… it makes me feel really bad. I was going somewhere with that.”
66 minutes in: We’re drowning in Prince of Egypt feels.
FLOPPIN’ FISH OF FEELINGS
IT’S ONLY MONDAY
ALSO- Kenyon people.
There’s going to be cake in the Robin’s Nest this Friday night (don’t know exactly when… probably after dinner and before people go out).
Because Friday marks five months since I last hurt myself, and I am damn proud of that. And cake. Because cake.
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