So. Like. Am I the only one that is frustrated by the fact that “Korra” is trying to make everything all black and white?

abbyreadskidsbooks:

Equalists= Bad. I dunno. It bugs me, because I think the Equalists actually do have a bit of a point. But maybe that’s the thing… Korra realizing that they’re sort of right, they’re just going about it the wrong way?

I dunno.

I think the fact that you’re realizing the Equalists have a point is a good-on for the gents making the show. They’re successfully making it hard to root for one side by making each side have thier own very good points. Korra and her bending buddies might obviously be seeing the Equalists as a threat, because they are. To them. And we’re seeing it mostly from thier point of view. I don’t’ think the show itself is making it black and white, that’s clear from you even empathizing with the Equalist movement. 

rainbowbarnacle:

the-absolute-funniest-posts:

adrift-in-the-sky:
what happened when i discovered basking sharks today

Awwww.

rainbowbarnacle:

the-absolute-funniest-posts:

adrift-in-the-sky:

what happened when i discovered basking sharks today

Awwww.

My stomach seems to have settled

It was gurgly a bit after dinner so I got some chalky antacid tablets.

Now to just deal with regular sore muscles and fatigue.

Also discussed silly derp video-game-based comics with Tako.

This will be a thing we are doing.

Noon! - Ate rice and veggies in the vain hope they’d stay down. Proceeded to douse it with juice and ginger ale.

1pm - Curl up in a ball and whimpered.

2pm - continued to whimper, food however seemed to settle fine. Tentative hope. 

3pm - Still have not puked, contemplate making dinner and actually getting to eat it.

2 am: Wake up with a burning sensation in chest and stomach. Puke. Drift back off after cleaning up.

4?am: Puke once more. No more burning sensation.

7am: Alarm, don’t trust stomach, call in to work. Puke.

8-10am: Try to rest, stomach begins to roil again. Drink tea and water and listen to stomach growl. Terrified to eat. Puke a few times more somewhere in there despite not eating. There is nothing left in my stomach. I don’t know what.

11am: Attempt toast. Attempt shower.

   - Sneeze, puke a little at the same time. Then completely regurgitate toast. Die on the inside.

Noon! - Dress like normal human member of society and attempt to exit the house to get ginger ale and medicine.( I hope.)

It’s like I won some sort of shitty lottery today.

Amnesia

I forgot how this game is just full of nope.

“Oh hey I found this ke-as;dkljfkl;sajdfj,” *hide in a closet and whimper*

“What’s in this roo—”*SCREECH MUSIC, MR. FLAPPIE TURNS TO LOOK AT YOU, SHRIEK LIKE A FOUR YEAR OLD, RUN AWAY*

Just…

just nope.

I’m going to play Pokemon until I fall asleep.

I’m going to watch this British guy

Freak out over Amnesia before I attempt that boss fight again.

*inhale*

OH MAN.

I love it when a game freezes trying to switch to the YOU JUST KILLED THE LAST BOSS, CONGRATS cutscene. MAN. Awesome.

Now I have to kill it AGAIN.

sal;kdfjkls;df. RRRRGH.