I keep it simple and just make the explosive myself with help of the locale hardware store.
When you have to open all the basement windows just to relieve the overpressure from just the detonator and still have it blow open the basement door…
Poor mom, “Are you alright?” Yes mom, I’m fine. 
Dopamine.
Drinking to relax has its own reward!
“You need to undesrtand the difference between want and need, Like I want bigger boobs but I need donuts” - Zaera
Time to go to sleep… night night lovelies!
Also: “weee!”, visual definition:
Photograph: a girl riding the Cyclone rollercoaster at Coney Island, 1950
Wonder drifts through silent skies,
Unknown stars in endless rise.
Blazing comets streak the black,
Beyond the moon, there’s no way back.
All is vast, yet strangely near—
Light-years hum for those who hear.
Unity in cosmic dance,
Birth of worlds, a fleeting chance.
Black holes whisper ancient lore,
And time bends near their darkened core.
Dreams ignite in zero-G,
Urges stir for what might be.
Brilliant suns and drifting stone—
Deep in space, we’re not alone.
Ultimate truths in stardust tucked,
Beyond the edge, all thought is plucked.
Must not omit the guys
And all the light, will be, will be
And all the future prophecy
And all the waves, the sea, the sea
And on the road, are you and me
And all the wings are like a kiss
And all the years are nemesis
And all the moments fall in mist
And all is dust, remember this
And all the lights, will be, will be
And all the waves, the sea
And all the waves, the sea, the sea
And all the light, will be
And all the dust will drift away
And all the nights and all the days
And all the heavens go their way
And only change is here to stay
And all the light, will be, will be
And all the waves, the sea
And all the waves, the sea, the sea
And all the light, will be
And all the stars, without a name
And all the skies, that look the same
And all the clouds, that fade, and then
Then all of this, begins again
Zaera Wins
Time to go to sleep… night night lovelies!
Also: in one hand, Oglaf is usually NSFW… on the other hand, it’s been a pleasant surprise to see Navaan back… so I just did some strange computer magic to fix the NSFW-ess from the first panel to share this:
If you aren’t acquainted with the semi-recurrent characters in Oglaf, no, you don’t want Navaan to be your doctor, not because she’s a vampire, but because chances are that you know what a doctor is and does better than her.
Today, an idiot in my school falsified a love letter and my friend got it.
The whole class wasted 30 minutes to find out who did that.
Showed one boy I fancied him by kicking him in the nuts. For some reason he wasn’t too happy, boys are weird.
My boyfriend and I were watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire in bed.
I turned to him and said, ‘Wanna make love?’
‘No,’ he answered.
I then said, ‘Is that your final answer?’
… He didn’t even look at me this time, simply saying, ‘Yes..’
So I said, “Then I’d like to phone a friend.”
And that’s when the fight started…
Time to go to sleep… night night lovelies!
Also: the bar for coolness has been raised. Deal with it.
Photograph: Bo Diddley fries chicken at the backstage of Madison Square Garden, 1972
R.I.P. George Wendt.
He was a good actor.
May he rest in peace.
Today I learned that Excel’s final cell was “IV65536” in 32bit and now it is, in 64bit, “XFD1048576”.
When I was very young I spent lots of time scrolling with arrow key to find the final cell. At the time I didn’t know the easy way to reach it so I thought it reached out to infinity!
Be limitless and go deep into the sky
You’re Gay RL?
