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The madness of me

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Welcome to the cliffs of insanity.

remember the wayside school books those were fucked up

remember that one chapter where a new student came to the class and was wearing like 10 different raincoats and the teacher kept making him take off the raincoats one by one until they got down to the final layer and it was just a dead rat

I remember Benjamin Nushmutt didn’t want to tell people his name wasn’t actually Mark Miller because he was afraid he’d stop getting high marks.

“Hi, Mark!”

And that there was no 19th story. There was no Miss Zarves. Sorry.

And the got one sock song. My sister and I sang that one all the time.

And STAR BRINGING YORBEL!

I remember almost everything.

De-stressing after a not-great walk. A kid skidded his bike right in front of him, startling him. He would have recovered, except he immediately turned to brush against an abandoned water bottle with his nose. Then even my hand startled him. Once he accepted it, though, it helped enough to turn around and head to the car. Of course, just as he was walking tall again, a kid fell off his scooter to our right, causing quite the ruckus. He didn’t really recover until he was in the car, head out the window.

He’s fine now. Any one of those scenarios would have been okay on their own, but one right after the other was just too much.

mood: i want to read a story exactly like one of my favorite stories i’ve read a thousand times but not THAT story because i’ve read it a thousand times and i want to read a new one but it should be exactly like this one.

Because then there’s the anticipation of how it’s all going to resolve. Sure it might exactly like your fave but there’s always a chance in the unknown.

I told this Joke to my extremely religious father and his first reply was “funny but don’t tell it to your mother”

APPROPRIATE!!

TODAY IS THE ONLY DAY YOU CAN REBLOG THIS AND IT’LL MAKE SENSE

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THIS IS REALLY GOOD TO KNOW THANK YOU BOOK COVER FAIRY!

Reblogging for myself and others!

I was walking behind a woman for five minutes and she got catcalled three times.

I usually walk everywhere with my headphones on, but I had them in my bag and I was reading a book on my phone instead (I do that when the foot traffic is light).  A young Latina was coming down the street as I was coming up the avenue, and when she got to the corner a few paces ahead of me, she turned to walk in the direction I was going.  We were traveling at the same speed, but since she was like ten paces ahead and it’s bright outside in the middle of the day, I didn’t feel the need to fall back or slow down to give her more space. At night, I try not to walk too close behind women just so they don’t feel like I’m any sort of threat.

We got to a corner and this dude standing outside of the bodega was like, “Slow down mama where you goin? You don’t have to work today, you can stop and speak.”

She didn’t break her stride. “I’m going to the gym.”  The Walk sign was on, so I didn’t break mine either.  

A block later, a young guy was coming toward us on the sidewalk riding his bike.

“What’s good shorty?”

She didn’t respond.

“Well you was lookin, you can say something, stuck up bitch.”

We kept walking.

In the middle of the next block, an older man was walking toward us and he put on a friendly smile and said, “Smile young lady, it’s a beautiful day.”

I don’t know if she smiled, but we kept walking. She went into the gym and I kept on toward where I was going thinking about how that was just five minutes of her day.  How many other blocks of five minutes are just like that?  

Only one of them was truly aggressive. The other two guys seemed nice enough and it felt more like a pleasant compliment. It felt like the kind of thing a guy says who argues with women online when they say, “We’re not all bad guys. We can’t even compliment women? We can’t even say something nice?”  

No.  You really can’t.  I was annoyed in that five minutes and I just happened to be walking behind her with no headphones on.  Can you imagine those five minutes over and over every day of your life?  Nobody wants to be spoken to by strangers day in and day out forever regardless of what they’re saying.  

So no.  You can’t say anything. The quality of your life has not decreased because you aren’t allowed to say nice things to strange women on the sidewalk, but your silence greatly increases the quality of hers.  So just be quiet, and let her go where she’s going.

I apparently live in some sort of paradox, where it doesn’t matter how early I leave my apartment, I am physically incapable of getting to work more than 15 minutes early.

Happiness Will Come To You.

when tho

When You Least Expect It. Probably Late March

reblog for happiness to come for you in late march!

I reblogged this last year and I hung out with blink-182 backstage on March 30. Reblogging again because it worked the first time.

honestly, last year one of the best days of my life happened in late March

I have my interview with Disney this week…

I reblogged this a couple weeks ago, and then found out I finally got approved for a house and i move in at the end of March!

Things you can say in response to literally anything, when you have nothing else to say:

  • As the prophecy foretold.
  • But at what cost?
  • So let it be written; so let it be done.
  • So…it has come to this.
  • That’s just what he/she/they would’ve said.
  • Is this why fate brought us together?
  • And thus, I die.
  • …just like in my dream…
  • Be that as it may, still may it be as it may be.
  • There is no escape from destiny.
  • Wise words by wise men write wise deeds in wise pen.
  • In this economy?
  • …and then the wolves came.

I’ve reblogged it before and I’ll reblog it again

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