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The really random blog

@kim20100

A blog for just about everything. As of March, I'm on a Haikyuu and Gravity Falls kick so watch out for that. Enjoy~
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when i was in middle school nickelodeon on directv broke and it froze on the same frame for five hours. which would not have been so bad, except it was during the episode of spongebob where he goes to live with the jellyfish. specifically the scene where he’s naked and covered in sea urchins and flopping all over the place trying to get them off. and it froze on the frame where spongebob was facedown on the ground, naked. so he was laying there like that in complete silence for five hours. we would change the channel back every so often to see if he’d gotten up, but he was still like that when we went to bed. none of my friends had directv so when i asked them the next day they hadn’t seen it, but my brother and i were pretty convinced that spongebob was dead.

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me rollerblading into my therapist’s office this week with sunglasses and a piña colada: maurice, you’re not gonna fucking believe this,

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Dinah: [singing] “Always on the night shift, but I can’t stand these nights alone. And I don’t need no explanation. ‘Cause baby- “

Camilla: [off-key, shrill singing]  “You’re the boss at home! You ain’t gotta go to work! [poor off-key vocalizing] 

im not familiar w the dynamics of this group, but every time i see them this girl looks like someone in the crew was forced by their parents to bring along their clumsy annoying little sister who tries to dress like y'all, walk and talk like y'all but keeps falling over shit and giggling nervously about how scary everything is

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Let’s bring this back

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the caption has me weak

She smelled like hand sanitizer, pure and reminiscent of a hospital.  Her lips were like marble, cold and smooth.  Her eyes were like a stop light, you wanted them to be green but they were red and occasionally yellow.

okay?

This isn’t about you.  Mind your business

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During dinner, my uncle revealed another weird autobiographical story. We were talking about the chemistry of bananas, and I brought up the fact that isoamyl acetate, responsible for the distinctive scent and flavor of banana, is the same chemical that’s found in honey bee attack pheromones.

My uncle explained that isoamyl acetate is used when testing the safety of gas masks. They make small glass vials in cardboard tubes that you can crush in an enclosed space, and if you smell banana while wearing a gas mask, there’s a leak. Apparently, he used to buy dozens of these little vials, and then go somewhere in public to covertly smash them, just to watch people try to figure out where the intense banana smell was coming from.

No reason. Just for the hell of it.

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When I was ~13 I bought a jar of chocolate essential oil and used to carry it around with me and open it in public, just to watch people get increasingly angry over the fact that they were suddenly craving chocolate cake and couldn’t explain why. I brought it to a ‘battle of the bands’ at a YMCA once and unleashed chaos. My friends were particularly confused when the chocolate smell followed them into the car. I never did reveal my secret…