I’m so happy that my iPod isn’t broken that I’m holding back tears of joy. Never leave me, iPod. ;__;
ZOMBIES DON’T RUN! I know it is absurd to debate the rules of a reality that...– Simon Pegg (via nyota)
Erm. Joe Gilgun, you are lovely and amazing and imho better than Robert Sheehan.
Omg. Tomorrow I get to (hopefully) meet Kate Beaton and get her book signed. Cannot even.
dictionaryofobscuresorrows: n. the point when you become older than your parents were when you were born, which signals that your leg of the relay race has already begun, having coasted in their slipstream as they tackled the mountain stages of life, leaving you strong, energetic and deeply mortified by their loud yellow jerseys.
Honestly, iTunes deleting my playlists is the greatest heartbreak I’ve ever suffered. I just want my play counts back and to be able to organize my songs by date added. That’s all.
YOU’RE TEARING ME APART, ITUNES.