i’m actually considering trying to find another secondhand ticket and flying in for one night and trying to finagle getting time off at work so i can see this fucking play, is this what the denial stage of grief looks like??
when you want to work on your wip but you don’t have the time/motivation so it just says open in a tab in your browser…. watching you…. haunting you… judging you as you scroll through your dash and watch your youtube videos….
Sometimes I like to pretend Vanishing Act was Lou Reed’s last song because I feel like it does him justice but then I think about the shit post that is LuLu and I get a little misty thinking about how my boy went out confusing the shit out of us like always
its 3:30am and I just woke up in a cold sweat because I realized noragami’s plot is literally a joke.
hiyori’s name is one syllable away from hiyoko, the japanese word for chick, i.e. a baby chicken. she becomes a half ayakashi and is then able to see beings from both the normal world and the far shore, as well as astral project herself and travel to places of the far shore that normal humans can’t. she gains the latter ability after running across the street to push yato out of the way of oncoming traffic.
noragami’s plot is literally: why did the chicken cross the road? to get to the other side.