I just found this gem on facebook and it is glorious
1 sqft of bun
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“Can I touch your butt” in Elvish.
This is so useful
No, this is not “Can I touch your butt” in Elvish. This is “Can I touch your butt?” in English, transcribed using the letters of the Elvish alphabet. There is a difference.
In Elvish, the letters of the alphabet correspond to sounds, not to words. The above text spells it out using one symbol to represent one letter of the original English, which is incorrect:
- c-a-n i t-o-u-c-h y-o-u-r b-u-t-t
If you really want to spell out an English phrase using the Elvish alphabet, you would do so phonetically, which would basically equate to one symbol per phoneme (sound):
- c-a-n a-i t-u-ch y-o-r b-u-t
If you actually wanted to write “Can I touch your butt?” in Elvish, one (very rough) translation would be:
Annog nin daf pladan tele ci?
Which, in Sindarin Elvish, roughly translates to, “Would you give me permission to touch your rear?”
Written in tengwar (the Elvish alphabet), it would look like this:
Sorry for the blurry quality.
damn, the lotr fandom doesnt fuck around
not to mention LOOK HOW POLITE THIS WAS
LIKE GOOD LORD
OLDEST FANDOMS REALLY ARE POLITEST
Don’t mess with Tolkien scholars. We know our stuff.
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what if guys came coffee… i’ll have one ejaculatte please
I just spit out my coffee
You’re supposed to swallow it
my type of public transportation
“Why were you late in today?”
“Oh, I got tied up on the subway…”
I was always 50/50 on whether to reblog this but the last comment pushed it to like 95/5 in favor.
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Due To -
This is how I grade.
"Due to" is the phrase that my undergraduate thesis advisor hated when I handed him my technical writing. My papers were always torn to shreds with his purple ink, but he informed me of the wrongness of "due to". There are books on technical writing with whole chapters…
…I may or may not be guilty of using that phrase.
I KNOW NUTZING, COLONEL HOGAN!
…but is dat strudel I smell?
…But Cas still doesn’t have anywhere to live.
You can’t live in a gas station closet.
Wait. I just realized that he’s living in a closet.
Are they even trying anymore?
Neil Gaiman: duendecillita: Call for Papers: Essays on Neil GaimanEdited by Tara... -
Call for Papers: Essays on Neil Gaiman
Edited by Tara Prescott (UCLA)
Nearly 25 years ago, Neil Gaiman launched the first issue of what was going to become the most innovative and beloved of comics: The Sandman. Today, fans are rejoicing at Gaiman’s highly-anticipated…
Ooh…may have to put in a proposal…I have some interesting ideas…
venomtelevision asked: I was complaining to a writer friend of mine about writers block today and he just looked me square in the eye, screamed ART HARDER, MOTHERFUCKER and walked off. It worked.
THEN WE HAVE ALL WON ON THIS DAY
Down with the 'ship: iphotographlove: submisterious: iandmyannabelee: iphotographlove: Know... -
Know what I’m tired of? I tired of having to be the bigger person. I’m tired of having to push my feelings aside when others have done me wrong. I don’t get the luxury of feeling upset.
it’s a problem we all seem to encounter often, where in the event of a disagreement or a crisis, one person has to button up and shut it and the other gets the liberty of flailing around ranting and raving and crying, and there’s no discussion, there’s no true compromise, therefore there is no true solution. there’s guilt trips and passive aggressive reminders, because clearly, since you pushed your feelings aside in an attempt to behave like a civil human being, you were the one in the wrong.
goddamn i hate that feeling. i’m sorry hun. <3
See, I have a problem with this, and a big one. A relationship is supposed to be a 2-way street. Relationships can only exist because of compromise, and if I give a little bit on one thing, I’m going to expect the other person to give a little on something else in return.Not because they have to, but because that’s the entire point of all of this.
We enter into relationships with people (or maintain them, in the case of family), whatever those relationships may be, because we’re happier with them existing that we were without them. Sure, we’re going to occasionally be inconvenienced because of them. I can’t even count how many times I’ve helped friends move over the years, for starters. But you know what? We’re going to inconvenience them, too. Those people I’ve helped to move? They’ve helped me out, too. There’s a lot of other examples of this sort of thing out there, you don’t need me to list them here.
But when people don’t compromise in return, when they just take, and take, and take, and expect you to keep being nice to them, whether because you’re friends, or worse, family?
Fuck that. Fuck it right in the ear.
I can tolerate it for a short while. But eventually, that shit has to stop. My first instinct is usually to ask them about it, rather circumspectly. If they acknowledge, apologize, and then work to make amends, fine. They’re good people, and everyone has off times in their life. I’ve been through a few dark periods where I know I was a gigantic prick to everyone around me. But if they don’t see a problem with what they’re doing after they’ve been called on it, it’s time to cut them loose. It’s hard with family, to be sure. Awkward.
But most often, people are a lot more reasonable than you’re willing to give them credit for. I’ve been told several times, in various ways, “Oh, thank gods we’re not the only ones who thought that way about that person!” You usually have more support than you think, but taking that first step takes HUGE courage. I know I’ve let people stay in my life far longer than at all reasonable or healthy because I couldn’t work up the courage to cut myself free from them, but invariably it’s been better when I have.
Just remember, we’re here for you. Don’t let the bastards grind you down.