i’m all the way in 5th gen yo
im not in the pokedex :’(
YES im alTARIA MY (3RD) FAVOURITE!!!!!
at least it’s not roggenrola
Useless piece of crap.
Zubat
welp
HA
I got your favorite Pokémon, waifu c:
awyeahmotherfuckers
motherfuckin bronzong bitches
Jigglypuff? Shiny jigglypuff. Because shiny!
(Source: kosine)
For two days I’ve been randomly wondering:
This may have been exacerbated by the enormous amount of booze I poured for myself last night.
I’m just watching Misty’s face over and over in the first gif.
Pretty sure that’s the best realistic facial reaction animation in the entire show.
(Source: larvitarr, via poke-problems)
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I need new jokes :(
I’m gonna try going off the internet radar for the day, see if that helps me not be so psycho so I don’t end up like I did last night. I’m just gonna pretend I know what I’m doing with these final papers, and…yes.
And hope I don’t end up having insane breakdowns again like last night.
Also, pyon, thanks.
I hate everything right now. I’m starving and I’m angry and I’m lonely and rejected and for some reason I’ve been crying off and on for a while and fuck everything. Fuck school, fuck work, fuck people, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
I want today to go away. I want it to never have happened.
And worst of all, despite aggravating things happening, none of them are big enough to justify or explain this breakdown-shitstorm I’m having.
fuck.
So, I was talking with a cool girl after class, and while talking a woman I know from two other semesters came up to say hi. The second lady is really into all the readings and the events put on around the school, particularly writerly ones, but they’re always on Fridays at 6 and whatnot so I can rarely go.
But this time she didn’t ask me to go. She asked me if I had anything sculpture-wise I would be able to put on display at a massive art show of all types on the 27th.
I do origami. I told her so.
She said that’d be awesome.
I’m totally in my first art show.
Now to piss off scheduling as I rearrange everything to make sure I can go to this thing.
TA-DA! Darkwing and his three teammates for the duck race on Wednesday.
From left to right: Oswald the Ducky Rabbit (Kevin’s creation), the uh, erm, eh, redneck-tattooed-debonair-freak-watermelon-winged Cast Duck (a collaboration of several different coworkers), Samson (mine, a memorial to a recently deceased wood duck who lived at work for years), and of course Darkwing. At least two of these guys are hitting the water to try to wing—er, win—glory and fame four our attraction. Darkwing is going to preen in the beauty contest portion of the festivities rather than swimming.
Oh! He’s all done! Sorry it’s all blurry but it’s the best I could do while walking. Turned him in 20 min before the deadline.
