lunch tickets

Today I worked in my downtown office. It was nice seeing coworkers I haven’t met in person for months. Since I’m rarely there I love to take advantage of the restaurants and coffee shops. I went out for breakfast and lunch and bought lottery tickets at a small store in the skyway.

The reason I went in was because my boss (in Colorado) has a new boss who was coming to Minneapolis (from Arizona) to meet some of the employees. My boss didn’t say I had to be there but she said it would be the polite thing to do. I agree.

In the afternoon the new guy met with us in a conference room that was packed. It got really warm in there. I was already sleepy from the big bacon cheeseburger I had eaten for lunch.

Then I got nauseated. The woman seated next to me is a heavy smoker. She always reeks of stale cigarettes. The odor was strong. I thought I was going to get sick. Just as I was getting ready to flee from the room the new boss wrapped up things.

I think I had been about two minutes away from puking.

For a Good Time

Chapter 2

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Pairing: Natan

Word Count: 2900

Warning: alcohol mention, swearing, food mention

Rating: M (this chapter is SFW)

Summary: A phone number scrawled across a dark, dirty bathroom stall prompts a drunk Natalie to make a phone call. When Lucifer answers, he agrees to help her find her way home. Natalie clings to the impatient man, who wants nothing more than to never see her again. Of course, he never gets what he wants.

Natalie woke up late into the morning with a groan and a stiff neck from sleeping on her stomach for much too long. Her pale pink sheets were wrinkled and pooled around her hips, making her look more comfortable than she felt. After a long moment, Natalie eventually sat up, tugging at the tight dress that was cutting into her waist. While she stood and reached around to tug the zipper on her back down, she struggled to recall the events of the previous evening, namely, how she managed to get herself home.  

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The Eternal Summer I Spent With You~ Goodbye, Pyunsuke~
Free! Seiyuu Event Drama CD
The Eternal Summer I Spent With You~ Goodbye, Pyunsuke~

My Drama CD arrived yay! This Samezuka track is absolutely hilarious LOL. Enjoy~

Momo: The eternal summer that I spent with you— goodbye Pyunsuke.

Momo: *crying*

Nitori: Hey, Momo-kun, don’t cry!

Momo: I’m done for!

Nitori: Momo-kun, you’re not done for! It’s fine!

Rin: Hey, practice is starting.

Nitori: All right c’mon, smile smile!!!

Rin: What’s wrong?

Nitori: Rin-senpai, help us out!

Rin: What the hell is going on? And what the hell is this and that thing by your feet?

Nitori: Eh? Oh, it’s the little case to raise the stag beetle in.

Rin: Stag beetle case? Why the hell did you bring that crap to your dorm?

Nitori: Ah well you see, it seems like the stag beetle that we’ve been raising in our dorm has gone to heaven. Whenever we call his name, he usually comes out of his dwelling, but he hasn’t been responding since yesterday.

Rin: Well, it has been getting colder recently too…**

Momo: PYUNSUKEEEEE *balling*

Nitori: Momo-kun! Come on I’ll give you my lunch tickets. That way you can eat some delicious food, right? You’ll definitely feel better that way!

Momo: Food…*cries*

Nitori: Ehhh??

Momo: I’ve always been putting a lot of attention with feeding the stag beetle, such as giving him stag beetle jelly and food, so when you mention food it just makes me…remember…all those…precious memories…

Nitori: *sigh* I guess instead of making him feel better I made him worse…

Momo: But you don’t understand because I’ve raised Pyunsuke ever since he was a small larvae, and he’s basically like a son to me since I’ve watched him grow up! And whenever he would appear I would be so happy and forget about my tiredness after coming back from swim practice, but then— but then!!! *sobbing*

Rin: Hey uh, why don’t you just drink some nice sweet juice and calm down. You like that sweet juice thing, right?

Momo: Sweet…juice…? *wails*

Rin: Wtf did I do now?

Nitori: What did you remember just now?

Momo: I wanted to try to emphathize with stag beetles, so I tried drinking sweet juice to be closer to them. I thought maybe I would be able to understand them better!

Rin: Uhh…THAT’S why you’ve been drinking sweet juice?

Nitori: Maybe we should just let him be…

Rin: But we can’t just leave him here…*sighs*

Momo: *crying*

Nitori: C’mon, Momo-kun don’t cry! Please!

Sousuke: Hey Rin, there’s something I wanted to ask you about the training menu…What the hell is going on?

Rin: Oh, Sousuke…you came at the right time.

Nitori: Yamazaki-senpai, please help us!

Sousuke: Mikoshiba, what’s wrong with you?

Nitori: The stag beetle we’ve been raising in our room suddenly stopped responding to us so…

Sousuke: Well, Autumn is coming soon so…

Rin: C’mon Sousuke, say something to him!

Sousuke: Why does it have to be me?

Nitori: I beg you as well! If it’s Yamazaki-senpai, you’ll definitely be able to do something, because after all, you and Pyunsuke share the same name— “suke”!

Sousuke: Didn’t you just randomly name him that though?

Rin: THAT’S RIGHT! Sousuke and Pyunsuke— you’re practically family.

Sousuke: Wtf?

Nitori: Yamazaki-senpai!


Sousuke: God what a pain -_-

*dramatic music starts playing, Sousuke pats Momo*

Sousuke: Hey, Mikoshiba…

Momo: Yamazaki-senpai…Pyunsuke has…

Sousuke: Uhhhhh……I heard the news from Rin…

Momo: All I did was care for them so much…so much…

Sousuke: Ah, yeah…

Momo: And I planned to give them to Gou-san…

Sousuke: Err…right…

Momo: And at one point you even tried to take him from me!

Sousuke: Oh uh…right…sorry ‘bout that err…

Momo: But I named him Pyunsuke because of YOU! I wanted him to be like you, manly and strong and super macho…

Sousuke: Hey, listen up Mikoshiba. If you said you wanted to raise the stag beetle to be like me, then that’s fine. Of course, you can’t ever bring back the time when he was alive, but at least he was able to receive all the love he could from you, so I think that alone is enough for him. He has no regrets.

Momo: But how would you know! How would you even know about his feelings?

Sousuke: I know! Of course I know because…we are connected…by the “suke” in our names…

Momo: Yamazaki-senpai!!!!! *hugs Sousuke*

Sousuke: Hey don’t cling onto me like that…jeez.

Nitori: Yamazaki-senpai, that’s kind of stretching it but err…

Rin: *bawling* It’s fine because that was…so beautiful…

Nitori: What Rin-senpai, you’re crying?!?!

Rin: I’m not crying!

Nitori: You’re totally crying…hey what’s that?

Rin: What? *sniffles*

Nitori: It seems like Pyunsuke started moving!

Momo: WHAT?!?!?!

Nitori: Look! He’s moving!



Momo: Ah, that’s right! It’s because this pool is a bit warm for you, right? When the water is warm, stag beetles don’t really move as much and also hide in the dirt.

Rin: What the fuck…

Nitori: Hey, um…before you go celebrating maybe you should err…apologize…

Momo: Huh? To who?

Sousuke: Yeah, that’s just peachy, isn’t it Mikoshiba

Momo: Why are you pulling such a scary face, Yamazaki-senpai? You should er…be happy that Pyunsuke is alive, right? YEAH!

Sousuke: That’s right. I’ll take all the stag beetles you have and return them all to the mountain!

Rin: Um…perhaps we should start practice now…

Nitori: Yes, you’re right…

Rin: Let’s go, Ai.



Translator’s Notes: **Stag beetles are more of a summer beetle, so they’re known to usually die when it gets too cold.

Also, I’m guessing this happens after Sousuke’s shoulder problem is revealed, so that could probably be why Rin got so emotional LOL.

Beat Godfather Meets Glitter Mainman

Rolling Stone
February 28, 1974

by Craig Copetas

Transcribed by Nick aka EuropeanCanon

William Seward Burroughs is not a talkative man. Once at a dinner he gazed down into a pair of stereo microphones trained to pick up his every munch and said, “I don’t like talk and I don’t like talkers. Like Ma Barker. You remember Ma Barker? Well, that’s what she always said. ’ Ma Barker doesn’t like talk and she doesn’t like talkers.’ She just sat there with her gun.”

This was on my mind as much as the mysterious personality of David Bowie when an Irish cabbie drove Burroughs and me to Bowie’s London home on 17 November (“Strange blokes down this part of London, mate”). I had spent the last several weeks arranging this two-way interview. I had brought Bowie all of Burroughs’ novels: Naked Lunch, Nova Express, The Ticket That Exploded and the rest. He’d only had time to read Nova Express. Burroughs for his part had heard only two Bowie songs, ‘Five Years’ and 'Starman’, though he had read all of Bowie’s lyrics. Still they had expressed interest in meeting each other.

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anonymous asked:

okay so there's a dance at aglionby (there allowed to invite girls from other schools) and at first it seems like none of the gangsey is going to go but Ronan being the dork he is low key wants to take adam


  • so maybe like a little flyer gets mailed to every student (henry cheng is on the dance committee so obviously that shit is advertised in 15 different ways)
  • and ronan gets his and he sees it and makes a face and chucks it in the bin
  • but then throughout the day he finds his mind wandering…places
  • adam in a suit and adam drinking shitty punch and adam laughing at the decorations and adam whispering sarcastic comments in his ear about tad carruther’s hair and adam dancing and adam dancing with him 
  • he practically dumps out the entire bin trying to find the flyer
  • now he has to do this strategically because, well, dances really aren’t exactly their Thing 
  • but he’s like “if i can get sargent to see this she’ll bring it up and gansey will be sure to mention taking her”
  • so the nerd fucking starts putting it places he thinks blue will see it; the counter in the kitchenbathroom, gansey’s desk, gansey’s bed, the couch, the pool table
  • until finally he’s desperate and-
  • “why is there a flyer for a dance in your fridge?” 
  • blue isn’t even a little suspicious though because i mean come on they have a fucking toilet in their kitchen
  • gansey takes it from her puzzled and she asks him if they’ve ever gone to a dance before 
  • he laughs and says “nope, never really had the interest-” and then he smiles and *eyebrow wiggles* “-or anyone to go with.”
  • she rolls her eyes but he catches her smile
  • meanwhile ronan is like listening on the other side of the door with bated breath
  • “well jane, would you go if i asked?”
  • “maybe dick, but the others should go too. i’d feel like something was missing without them.“
  • ronan is like dancing a fucking jig and silently fist pumping when gansey whacks him with the door as he’s leaving the kitchen
  • the next day gansey brings it up to adam and ronan in the pig on the way to school
  • “…and it would mean a lot to jane. so what do you guys-”
  • “i’ll go!” ronan says it louder and quicker than he means and both gansey and adam turn to stare at him like wtf
  • then adam says quietly “well i dont think $25 a ticket is in my budget right now, you guys go though, please don’t abstain on my account.”
  • gansey doesn’t offer to pay for his ticket because he knows adam wont take it but he frowns none the less
  • but ronan’s thought about this small, sad detail and of course he has a plan
  • he finds himself wandering into the line for dance tickets at lunch and then chickening out
  • he does the same thing the next day and the next day until a day before the dance he gets all the way up to the front
  • henry cheng is like *eyebrows raised in shock* “wow lynch, never thought i’d catch you buying one of these”
  • “two actually.”
  • cheng’s eyeballs practically pop out of his head and the next thing ronan knows he’s walking away with two tickets clutched in his sweaty hand
  • that night he’s driving to adams and the whole way there he’s rehearsing like a loser
  • “okay parrish, fucking, willyougotothedancewithme?”
  • “parrish, dance, you, me”
  • oh hey, is that dance tomorrow? completely slipped my mind. it’ll probably be stupid HAHAHA but well fuck it we should go. together.”
  • “lets go to the dance, but not, not like seperate, like as a- a uh….unit
  • he paces outside the apartment muttering to himself for like 45 minutes until finally he goes up
  • adam turns his attention back to his homework at his desk after he lets ronan in
  • ronan gulps and god why is he sweating so much 
  • he walks up behind adam and with shaking hands puts the tickets on the desk
  • adam frowns at them and doesnt turn “what’s this?”
  • “okay parrish, here’s the deal. you cant go because you cant afford it, but i want you to go. i- i want to go with you. and yah know, its traditional to buy your dates ticket so it wouldn’t be charity and-”
  • he pauses and adam stares at him all wide eyes
  • “are you fucking with me?”
  • “wha- what no, jesus, im being sincere and shit i really- i really want to go with you parrish and its fine if you dont want to its stupid i just-”
  • “yeah, alright ill go with you”
  • and ronan is just like O_o
  • he gets all blushy and adam is smiling at him hesitantly and its a little awkward but ronan has never been happier in his life
  • until he sees adam in his suit when he picks him up the next night
  • until adam grabs his hand and smiles at him nervously when they walk into the decorated school gym
  • until adam whispers a joke in his ear so that he can be heard over the shitty pop music
  • until adam drags him out onto the dance floor
  • until adam looks up at him while he sways in his arms to the slow song
  • until adam closes the gap between them, right there, in front of everyone

anonymous asked:

I was wondering what do you think about Sony Pictures intentionally exploiting feminism to promote the new Ghostbusters. Ignoring or outright removing any criticism towards the movie except for those few misogynistic voices, shaping the public opinion to make it seem like sexism is the only reason to criticize this movie. Are we supposed to fall for this and support this corporate product only because it stars women? I'm a feminist and I don't feel good about this whole thing.

Well you can’t really consume media that isn’t packaged and fed to you a certain way in order to make money. There isn’t such a thing. GOT is despicable and disgusting because they’ve learned that people buy shock value and the more blood they show, the more money HBO makes. Wes Anderson’s movies are cute and quirky and keep using the same famous actors, because that formula works for a certain audience and it will sell tickets. Everything is filtered through capitalism. Sure, maybe you can watch a small indie film that someone made for the pure love of the art, but even they had a target audience in mind when they made it. And, if Ghostbusters was that kind of movie and it genuinely celebrated feminism, it still wouldn’t be available to a wider audience. Kids don’t go see indie films. I probably never would have known about it.

Ghostbusters is a movie targeted primarily at me. I don’t get a lot of movies in a year for me, because capitalism and Sony Pictures knows that I, and the other millennial women in their twenties, are cynics without a lot of money. The bigger audiences are 14 year old boys (see: Marvel) and older married couples. So when capitalism decides to take it’s aim at me, and give me a movie that features four extremely talented female comedians, that ignores, pokes fun or sidelines male characters, that has the potential to really matter in some young girl’s life where she can can go grow up playing Ghostbusters - then I’LL TAKE IT. I will take that shit and I will run with it because even if Sony Pictures is a money grab and their interest is feminism is fake, the potential effect of the movie is very, very real.

Look at it this way. Mulan came out in 1998, when I was 7 years old, and it changed my life. I remember so vividly buying the VHS and watching the I’ll Make a Man out of you scene over and over and over again, watching Mulan make it to the top of that pole to throw down the arrow at Shang’s feet. My memory is pretty shit, but that I remember like it was yesterday. At the box office, Mulan made Disney about 300 million dollars, and that doesn’t account for all of the merchandise that they are still selling to this day. Disney has consistently used my emotional attachment to Mulan, and other characters, to sell me merchandise, DVDs, lunch boxes, Disney park tickets, tickets to other movies, etc, so I guess you could say that, when I buy a Mulan T-Shirt, I’m letting the corporate product win. But does that make my love for Mulan any less real? Didn’t that scene still shape who I am today? That might be fucked, but it’s true - I needed someone to look up to and Disney, even for money grab reasons, was able to give me that.

So Sony made money on Ghostbusters. So they don’t want us to notice the problems with the film (although! if you ask me! ghostbusters is supposed to be silly and not make that much sense so who the fuck cares) and to make this a ‘woman thing.’ But isn’t it kind of special that we are a strong enough market now that we can have a woman thing at all? Just ten years ago, it wouldn’t have been marketably viable to make a movie like Ghostbusters 2016 and yet here we are. We’re worth targeting. We get media made for us now. And, more then that, there are little girls in the world who want to grow up to be Jillian Holtzmann, who are checking out engineering books from the library and buying yellow tinted glasses and spending their afternoons hunting ghosts, and that, my friend, is pure and beautiful. 

July 28, 2015
  1. Aries
     Shaved ice

  2. Libra
     Sticky tape

  3. Sagittarius

  4. Aquarius

  5. Scorpio
     Bonus items

  6. Leo

  7. Virgo

  8. Taurus
     Curry rice

  9. Gemini

  10. Pisces
     Department store basement floor
     Light blue

  11. Cancer

  12. Capricorn
     Iced tea

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A not so kid friendly welcome...


Being the 17-year-old daughter of 2 celebrities made my life a living hell sometimes, but other times it was fun.

Today I was glad of it, because I had called my aunt Selena during lunch and got tickets for her highly anticipated new movie premiere for me and my friends! Selena told me to ask our parents if we could go first though, since she couldn’t reach them and it was easier for us to do it, so as soon as Danny, my annoying 13-year-old kid brother, and I got back from school we went searching for our parents.

“MOM? DAD?” I screamed as soon as I had dropped my bag in the front hall.

“Anyone home?” Danny screamed from behind me, shutting the front door.

“Maybe they are in the studio?” I said, “Come on!”

We ran down the hall to the basement stairs and went down to the home studio…. But they weren’t there.

“You sure the security guys said they were here?” I asked Danny, considering he had actually thought of asking them when we were let through the gates at the bottom of the drive.

“Yup! He said they hadn’t left all day… so they must be somewhere around here…” He replied.

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