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the one where he walks off stage and answers his phone straight away. maynard you beautifully busy and productive man

the one where he walks off stage and answers his phone straight away. maynard you beautifully busy and productive man

(Source: crawl-away-maynard, via bellachrista)

life update #420

I have two jobs now. One is located on the top floor of an office in the city doing what I was pretty much born to do and what I wanted to do out of university - IT tech support. It is located in an office on top floor of a classy restaurant in the CBD. dat view.

Its part time initially but they are looking to put me on full time as the business expands, and provided I work a few miracles for them which I totally will because i’m the most closeted nerd I know and I’m keen to make an impression

And yeah, I have a second job doing delivery driving at pizza hut. Easiest job ever man, I fucking love it. I get paid to drive around and aggressively drum on my steering wheel and air guitar to my favourite bands and albums at obnoxiously high volume levels. It is fantastic.

This is a stark change from what was happening about a month ago. I’m glad my persistence paid off. 

Now I just have to see out the last year of my degree with a few final essays and exams, and then I get to spend what is likely my last summer holidays cashed up and doing whatever I want with my friends and bros. Beaches, beers, BBQ’s, soccer games vs. random dudes at the park, skating… ugh.

Things are well.

The impact that ‘Way out of here’ has/had on me is huge. I never would have thought that I would personally know someone that would go through what the song describes and ultimately do what it alludes to.

The most fucked up part about it all is that because I was close with a relative of the person, I have all these intimate and morbid details about it engrained into my memory, and the song always brings them up and forces the mental images into my head. Then I start to remember finer details like the contents of diaries, the family coming home to a newly vacant room in the house, the sound of my friend’s voice on the phone when she told me what happened. The strength of my ability to empathise with people is advantageous but it can lead down some pretty sad paths.

historicaltimes:

Assassination of Japanese Socialist party leader, Inejiro Asanuma by teenager Otoya Yamaguchi and his sword October 12, 1960
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historicaltimes:

Assassination of Japanese Socialist party leader, Inejiro Asanuma by teenager Otoya Yamaguchi and his sword October 12, 1960

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princessoffloral:

collectiveassbutts:

earthswinds:

I need feminism; because the bra straps of a twelve year old shouldn’t make a 40 year old married principal with two daughters “uncomfortable”

So am I allowed to walk around adult women who are mothers and grandmothers at work with my cock out or what

in what world is someone’s dick equivalent to a fucking bra strap

oh dude!!!!! pwned by feminism again!!!

This is a perfect example of how tumblr is mostly stupid people inciting mob mentalities against stupid people about stupid things.

fuck this site. I’m off to bed.

(Source: needingiceland, via justscarlet)

The lengths I will go to in order to get 320kbps rips of obscure albums that I like are scary. I click brightly coloured banners in russian as I navigate my way through endless russian metal forum posts from 2009, looking for the link that will start the download.

I’ve finally found it. It is 2:50am but I have it.

"2009 - Blood.rar"

Funny how a .rar archive can hold such a rich world of atmospheres in it.