Tag: shut up Chandra

scotchtapeofficial:

some ppl who grew up with siblings didnt rly Grow Up With Siblings. like if you and your brother are 10 yrs apart u just dont get it… if you had siblings within 3yrs of your age you had the genuine experience of primitive undeveloped human brains pummeling the shit out of each other because none of us have developed frontal cortices and the laws of man don’t apply in the confines of this house

I straight up socked my brother in the groin once. Another time he picked me up by the head. Apparently I used to complain about this to my friend when my neck hurt, but I don’t remember it anymore. I also beat him with a tennis racket once. I was twelve. He was fifteen. When I was really small he shoved puffed wheat up my nose and told mom that I did it to myself. (And because I was laughing, she didn’t believe me that he did it.) He also used to hit me and then try to make me laugh when I cried so that he wouldn’t get in trouble. It usually worked.

Ugh siblings.

asknotbug:

I was going to just try to roast a chicken in enchilada sauce, then… Well, I don’t like chicken much, and I feel like that would ruin the sauce. x’D So, instead, I stuffed it with onions, mushrooms and a fuckton of garlic, because if there’s something that’ll make chicken taste good, it’s garlic and onions. And mushrooms because I’m not so secretly a hobbit.

Basil, parsley and oregano, salt and pepper in with the veggies. And on the outside, more salt and pepper with olive oil drizzled on it. Now, all I can do is wait. ♡

IT CAME OUT DELICIOUS! ♡♡♡

(Edit: I specifically used sweet onions. ♡♡ For not knowing what I was doing, it came out excellent.)

I was going to just try to roast a chicken in enchilada sauce, then… Well, I don’t like chicken much, and I feel like that would ruin the sauce. x’D So, instead, I stuffed it with onions, mushrooms and a fuckton of garlic, because if there’s something that’ll make chicken taste good, it’s garlic and onions. And mushrooms because I’m not so secretly a hobbit.

Basil, parsley and oregano, salt and pepper in with the veggies. And on the outside, more salt and pepper with olive oil drizzled on it. Now, all I can do is wait. ♡

Halloween count, a little late because I’m a nerd: Eighteen fucking elk (saw six two thirds of the way through and thought that would be it, but nooo, an entire herd was waiting next to the main road), six cats (not been a lot of cats lately), three cows (really short ones, they can’t have been taller at the shoulder than my boobs), two foxes (cute) and one dog (plus one that I heard but didn’t see). Bonus! Drunk guy laying in the middle of a side road. Asked him if he was okay, and he just flopped a hand around and said, “I’m awright!” 

notbugarts:

So, I’ve started a sideblog specifically for my artwork, and this is the first thing that I’m posting without having reblogged it from my other blogs – including old, deactivated ones.

Here we have a chibi Madara. And that’s it.

This is where all my art is going now! I’ll still reblog it on my main blog, but everything I’ve ever drawn and remembered to tag is at @notbugarts now.

novatite:

thezefronposter:

kharah:

what’s your nervous tick? i rub the back of my left ear with my right hand

yo the notes on this are a gold mine if you’re a writer

I rock forward and back. Or I scratch at my face. If I’m lying I over explain things

I scratch my nape, or push my glasses up – often with my middle finger, if I’m distracted or annoyed.

Boredom. And I might be getting sick too. *sigh* Just seems to be a mild fever atm, but it’s still annoying…

I wanna write, but I’ve got the attention span of a mayfly, and I’m hungry to boot. Best go find food then, and turn on that darn heater.