Good job, Elle Magazine; you managed to make Kristen Stewart look even more like a zombie than usual. (Taken with instagram)
I guess we’re back in the era of… free love. (Please don’t punch me for that.) (Taken with instagram)
Seriously, #leonardmaltin is great, and if you don’t have his app on your iPhone, you’re missing out. (Taken with instagram)
It’s only 13 episodes, but it’s also not guaranteed to be the last season.
Good. Good good good.
(Also: Pop-POP! Streets ahead. Duh-doy!)
Considering the comic’s chosen method of delivery
That there’s no music major shown is really just a mystery.
That Randall could ignore my my field of study has me quite irate.
Who’s worse off than a music major when it’s time to graduate?
Now I wish I had written my first post about this in verse.
(And I can’t figure out how to get that to fit a meter.)
What xkcd would say it wants you to get out of this: “Maybe it doesn’t matter so much what you major in, they’re all terrible.”
What xkcd probably wants you to get out of this: “Notice the conspicuous lack of majoring in math in the song.”
What I got out of it: “Hey, they didn’t mention majoring in film! I’m good to go!”
Watching “Hercules” with my sister and our niece. Disappointed in the lack of Zeus impregnating mortal women while disguised as a bull. (Taken with instagram)
160 notes on Terms of Enrampagement
Yes, all that time I spent trying to write thoughtful pieces on movies, and it turns out the road to getting lots of likes and reblogs is made of quickie pop-culture reference Photoshops.
Addicted to Pinterest
So lately I’ve realized that I’m kind of addicted to Pinterest. Admittedly, I’m addicted to Tumblr and Facebook as well, and indulge in occasional Twitter use. (Hooray! I’ve managed to make social networking sound like drug abuse!) But the difference, to me, is in the obligations I feel, and how I feel about them.
Tumblr, for instance, drives me nuts. I check regularly to like stuff that people I follow put up. I also worry that I’m not posting enough, especially when stuff like my “Terms of Enrampagement” Criterion gets more likes and reblogs than any of my writing ever has. (Yes, I’m unreasonably proud of getting ten complete strangers to notice my work.) Facebook is similar. I feel like I’m missing out when I’m doing something else with my day, and I’m always eager to post stuff. And Twitter is just a way for me to put up short jokes I come up with, but reading all the other stuff people put up on it can be a binge.
Pinterest, on the other hand, is more restrained. I post what I like to post once every day in a single burst. Once that’s done, I… well, I should be going to bed, since I tend to do this near the end of the day, but instead I focus on doing fun things and going to bed at 3 AM. On an unrelated note, I wonder why I’m always so tired.
There’s also a difference in what I post, and the effects it has. With Tumblr, Facebook and Twitter, I’m generally indulging in silliness (how many jokes have I made in this blog post alone?). On Pinterest, my main hobby is pinning stuff from Lifehacker. I do it partly out of enjoyment of the clever tricks they share, but I also like seeing people repinning what I put up. (Incidentally, most of the repins are of garden-related tips. I have no idea why, other than the whole “Pinterest is full of moms” thing.) I like seeing people getting a use out of the stuff I share. Sure, I have no way of knowing that they actually use it, but whatever.
I guess somehow, Pinterest is simply the most relaxing social networking site I use. On the others, I feel a need to play up a certain image. On Pinterest, I don’t have to put much personal spin on what I post; the images can usually speak for themselves, and when they can’t, I can just post whatever headline’s attached to the picture.
