Om Nom Nom de Guerre

July 16, 2014 at 4:31pm
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Reblogged from ohteenscanrelate

It is okay to want your own happiness. It’s okay to care about yourself the most. You are not obligated to sit there and smile and swallow every bit of shit everyone heaps on you. You are more than furniture, you’re more than window dressing, you’re not their shiny toy. You’re human, and you have the right to say “That was shitty of you”. You have a right to protest your own mistreatment and set boundaries for respectful interactions. The rest of the world doesn’t realize you have this right, and they will act offended and appalled when you exercise it, but it is yours.

— Unknown (via ohteenscanrelate)

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3:48pm
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Now Playing In My Head

Seriously, the song “Kids” from Bye Bye Birdie, because I saw a Tweet about Bye Bye Birdie and as previously discussed I am hella suggestible. (I know pretty much nothing about Bye Bye Birdie except this one song, parts of which I learned for a talent show sketch in I think elementary school? Hells yeah, I believe in the show tunes gene.)

July 15, 2014 at 4:31pm
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Reblogged from huffingtonpost

tillyouandiseethesun:

this isn’t even a problem

Oh your god, it’s like boggletheowl (Boggle the Owlcame to life to help someone who was feeling creatively blocked. So wonderful!

(Source: youtube.com, via hellotailor)

1:39pm
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Schtuff, revisited

And but so I will now give myself credit for getting some shit done:

omnomnomdeguerre:

So. Dumb (and not-so-dumb) stuff I gotta do:

  • drop our renewed lease and payment off at the slumlords’ office
  • go look at Mom and Dad’s apartment, where the a/c has been installed. 
  • eat some damn breakfast
  • finish the iced coffee (and drink some)
  • shower
  • clean so many things: kitchen (mostly, and P. helped a lot, so yay!), bathroom, general pickup (nothing motivates this like wanting to run the Roomba)
  • plan World Cup 3rd place match party, ask if W. is up for hosting for the final
  • write so much: Brazil v. Germany, Netherlands v. Argentina (not on the list at the time I made it, but on the list now: Netherlands v. Brazil, Argentina v. Germany)
  • maybe find DPR stats on parks by size?
  • pick up groceries: green bell pepper, red onion (I forgot parsley but fixed that later, again with P.’s help, go team!)
  • talk to my brother at some point - we were going to FaceTime but text messages communicated the necessary information
  • be home at 4pm to talk to A. - not exactly, but we did get in touch and will reschedule soon

Suddenly I don’t feel like such a worthless slacker anymore, yay, and in turn making and doing things on a new “touch the puppet head” kinda list will probably be less scary. Yay again!

Also important to note is that I got some of this shit done by asking for and receiving help from others.

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12:11pm
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Mumford and Sons, “Timshel.” (You know, the one that repeats the line “You are not alone in this,” which is the specific part I’ve got on repeat in my brain.)

11:17am
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Now Playing In My Head

"Happy" by Pharell Williams, or maybe its parody "Tacky" by Weird Al Yankovic? I don’t know the words to either; I’ve just got the melody in my head.

10:35am
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tmbgareok:

"We could be Sleeping in the Flowers. We could sleep all afternoon."
Just a small picture I did for one of my favorite TMBG songs.

Because I saw this post and am really suggestible, They Might Be Giants, “Sleeping In the Flowers” (John Henry maybe? I feel like a bad fan for not immediately knowing.)

tmbgareok:

"We could be Sleeping in the Flowers. We could sleep all afternoon."

Just a small picture I did for one of my favorite TMBG songs.

Because I saw this post and am really suggestible, They Might Be Giants, “Sleeping In the Flowers” (John Henry maybe? I feel like a bad fan for not immediately knowing.)

July 11, 2014 at 10:58am
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Schtuff.

So I’ve had a good two months or two but the past three or four days I’ve been a little sluggish and I’m worrying about that. (I’ve also been headachy, while I’m keeping track of vaguely worrying stuff — Wednesday night I went to bed with a headache that didn’t sleep away but did respond to 4 ibuprofen, and today I am once again a little headachy, so I’m going to take more ibuprofen and wash it down with coffee and shower and see if that all helps.)

Today there’s a bunch of stuff to do, some of which I don’t particularly want to do, but as I was trying to figure out a schedule for doing them, I found myself thinking “Also I should plan something nice in there for me because frankly I’ll need it” — not even exactly as a reward or bribe for me, just because I should balance crappy stuff I don’t want to do with stuff I actually enjoy, that’s a better way of going about things. Which I thought was a remarkably hopeful and sane way of approaching things as compared to “don’t wanna don’t wanna don’t wanna wah wah wah” — not that I don’t still have a little bit of that going on, but still.

So. Dumb (and not-so-dumb) stuff I gotta do:

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July 7, 2014 at 11:46pm
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YESSSSSSSSS.

deutsche-bishoujo:

"you don’t need medicine it’s all poison"

"nature is better than therapy just look at a waterfall"

"real medicine is fruits and vegetables"

image

Treasuring this killer whale picture forever.

(Source: festliche-bishoujo, via twerkinforallah)

July 4, 2014 at 10:44pm
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According to an automated message from Tumblr HQ, Om Nom Nom de Guerre turned 2 today (well, actually two days ago but it’s been awhile since I really looked at my email inbox, ok?)!
I really can’t believe it’s been that long. But I guess by mid-2012 I was fed up on more than enough bullshit to need a little venting place like this… little did I know what the next 12 months held in store, urrrrrrrrrrrrrgh. On a way more positive note, 2012 was the year I sucked it up and went back to therapy, and between that and finding a better mix of crazy pills (Abilify was so not it, okthxbye) I’m way better now, even though right in this moment my phone just ate itself and I feel like big chunks of my brain are missing. Gah.
It’s okay, or at least it’s going to be okay. Just, right now, blergh.

According to an automated message from Tumblr HQ, Om Nom Nom de Guerre turned 2 today (well, actually two days ago but it’s been awhile since I really looked at my email inbox, ok?)!

I really can’t believe it’s been that long. But I guess by mid-2012 I was fed up on more than enough bullshit to need a little venting place like this… little did I know what the next 12 months held in store, urrrrrrrrrrrrrgh. On a way more positive note, 2012 was the year I sucked it up and went back to therapy, and between that and finding a better mix of crazy pills (Abilify was so not it, okthxbye) I’m way better now, even though right in this moment my phone just ate itself and I feel like big chunks of my brain are missing. Gah.

It’s okay, or at least it’s going to be okay. Just, right now, blergh.