Penguin Lass!

itsdoctorfuckinwho:

demigodhiddleston:

longliveloki:

tessinthetardiswithholmes:

angedemusique:

He thinks I’m the only person who’s in love with Loki.

I want to show him how many of us actually do love Loki.

So if you love this man:

Please reblog!

Easy. EASY reblog.

<3

Reblog now. It is in the name of our god, the God of Mischief

Duh.

meghanshearer:

Remember how I do that thing where I inexplicably attach myself to tragic villains?

Exhibit A:

Exhibit B:

(FINE. He’s not really a villain, but you know…)

Welp. Guess who finally watched Thor…

I do believe we are related!

(Source: s0methingwickedthiswayc0mes)

Today is the opening for the BFA show. Since I’m graduating, I’m in it this year. I have ten pieces in it. It feels so weird! 

I tried to invite a bunch of people I thought might make it, but at the moment only my family(both parents and their accompanying step-parents)  and boyfriend are coming in for the opening tonight. It should be interesting, I rarely see my parents together anymore now that I can drive to see either of them and I’m no longer delivered back and forth like a parcel. We are all headed out to dinner afterwards as well. 

This is going to be quite surreal, I have gone to most of the others at the end of each semester, but it is hard to imagine this one as mine. I have had my artwork displayed once before, but it was for my book arts class and only included work from that. It was much smaller. 

I think my work looks ok. Hanging it was a pain, but nevertheless a good experience. 

I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that this is my last couple of weeks here if I don’t make it in, or end up going to grad school. Even then, it will be different, as I don’t plan on living on campus if I’m here for grad school.

I’ve never been good with change, even less so with uncertainty, and my life seems made up of both in the coming months. 

As soon as I got back from this weekend I was insanely busy. Still am, but I have a moment to breathe. 

Right now I am torn. I have the opportunity to relocate to San Francisco for the summer and hang out in an awesome type foundry while working on my own stuff. There may be the chance for a paid internship as well, I will find out in a couple weeks. I want to go, my friend promised me a room at his place for free if I want it. At the same time I want to relax and get more involved in the Zen center in my hometown and actually see my boyfriend for a bit. We’ve been doing the distance thing for 2.5 years now, and I was really looking forward to graduating and spending some downtime with him. 

Theres also a chance I could get offered a job at the end of the summer, and if I don’t get into grad school may just stay out there. Everything is so up in the air right now, and while I love the freedom to make the choices I have in front of me, its a bit overwhelming as well. 

My boyfriend is being awesome and says I should go if I can, and that he will support me whatever choice I make. I feel like I would be a fool to pass up a learning opportunity like this, especially since I want to get into type design for part of my career. 

We will see I suppose. 

My friend’s funeral is this weekend, but it is limited to family, so I am not allowed to go. I’m trying to be understanding about it, but it hurts. She recently got into volunteering at homeless shelters, so my mother and I are planning to volunteer and perhaps donate some money in her name. 

There is a talk being given at the zen center in my hometown that I am going home for this weekend. It is being given by Anthony Cerulli, titled “Lessons from Buddhism on Death and Dying”.  I think it may help. 

Keeping busy is helping me to not wig about it as much at the moment. I mainly just feel kind of numb, and tend to let it out as it comes up. I don’t want to think about it, it does not seem real. She was only 21, and she died of an accidental overdose. 

I miss her.