Garel lass vi cammen ~
our road trip music trumps betty’s and dylan’s
fuckyeahnirvana
when you realize you’re friends with all twenty people in gourmet, you’re the only sober one and they’re shouting at you to find out why you’re wearing a sailor hat
with lyon betty dylan twpn maia dan rich janene eric, project insanity, black mesa, fenrismaw.
fuck yeah, summer gigs
\m/
it kind of sucks and screws with my sleeping pattern a lot.
anyway, in my nightmare last night, I dreamt that people were trying to speak Elvish to me (they were speaking complete sentences that I understood!) and for some reason, I couldn’t answer… all I could do was answer in German. long-winded explanations in German about how I had no idea why suddenly I couldn’t string together a coherent sentence in Elvish.
I don’t even remember the rest of the nightmare, but for some reason I -really- needed to communicate with these Elves… life or death situation.
I wonder if other foreign language enthusiasts have similar nightmares of miscommunication
You’re LARPing nearby one of the rugby fields, and a topless girl runs towards you, asking to join you all, and, after she is given a sword, starts fighting with the president of the club.
(via ihopeyouresingingnow)
Much better picture from Steam and Cinders, my steampunk LARP. That there is my boffer frying pan, with witch I can waylay people.
(via fuckyeahlarp)
(via my-thoughts-your-dash)
so this is what I spent my day doing. with that band logo I made…
3365.627 miles between my house and my beautiful girlfriend. according to google, but this is as the crow flies, so could be more :( i lover her so much, can’t wait for the day when i can look at plane ticket confirmation details :)
GET OVA HERE, SONNNN
finally realizes that I deleted my facebook, and is actively mad at me because my name doesn’t show up on pictures I took with her
I give up.
on life.
