*gets to a point in the story where I need to give someone a name*
*freezes*
*spends the next half hour with a random name generator*
Tag: me
we’re here, we’re queer, we’re kinda tired and don’t really want to go to class
me: oh what the fuck
friend: what happened?
me: this scenario I created in my head got intense
so sorry for my delayed response to this email, i have been very swamped being a confused and frightened idiot who can’t do basic life tasks like respond to her emails
does anybody else just like
research things for fun
like you’re curious about something so you go read the whole wikipedia article on it and then read all the stuff the wikipedia article references and go to the library and read some books on it until you have all this new knowledge about a subject that actually has no real bearing on your life you were just kind of interested in something
getting a 90 on a test in 6th grade: ok good
getting a 90 on a test now: tears of joy stream down my face as I climb to the top of the Empire State Building singing let’s dance to joy division. god bless america
This is the opposite of a problem.
TO DREAM THE IMPOSSIBLE DREAM
The best bit was he tweeted Waterstones and politely asked them to let him out.
No-one from Waterstones was on their Twitter account at that time of night, but half of London was still awake and soon after #WaterstonesTexan and #FreetheWaterstones1 were trending across the city. The police were notified and managed to let him out before midnight 😀
The actual best bit is that Waterstones then held a competition to win places at a sleepover in their flagship store on Piccadilly because so many people started talking about how they’d love to spend the night in a bookshop. That’s how you turn a negative into a positive.
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