So sorry for the lack of posts this and last week, school started again and it just sucks out all of my energy and motivation.
Also I didn’t have room for all 14 songs so Johnny boy and Taxi Cab isn’t on here. And I also know that the circles aren’t perfectly lined up, but I just wanted to draw something fairly simple and quick
Edit: since this is getting a ton of notes (ty!) I just want to remind ppl to not repost this anywhere without my permission!
I thought if I turned myself in, it’d fix everything, but… I don’t want to do this, Lars. I’ve been to space before, but not like this. They’re taking me straight to their terrible leaders that want to destroy Earth and destroy me for something I never even did. I just wanted to save everyone, but I couldn’t even do that because, look – you’re still here. I’m sorry. I don’t know how I’m gonna get you out of this.
She was one of the only campers left waiting at the pick-up spot, having wandered away from Max to explore a mysterious rustling from the bushes. (This, it turned out, was a squirrel; Quartermaster seemed more than capable of sorting it out and had pulled her away from the animal by her overalls.) But … Well, David had to admit that he’d been so worried about Max being lonely or upset about the summer ending that he’d almost forgotten about the adventurous young camper. So it was with no small amount of guilt that he met her eyes, watching anxiously as she scuffed her toes along the ground and glanced over her shoulder at Sleepy Peak Peak.
“Well, uh … I think my parents aren’t coming?”
David sprang to his feet, leaving Max to continue drawing in the dirt and ignoring him. “Don’t be silly! It’s only noon, after all! And Max is still here,” he added, gesturing at him.
Max looked from David to Nikki, something almost like concern in his expression. “David, are you being fucking stupid again?” He stood, pouring as much resentment into the motion as possible. “What’s up, Nik?”
She shrugged, stuffing her hands in her pockets. “It’s just that Mom said Dad was picking me up yesterday because of his Sunday Golf Tournaments, and he didn’t. So …”
“What?!” David tried to keep his voice calm, but he couldn’t help wincing as it leapt up to what Gwen called “dog-whistle levels.” “Wh … why didn’t you tell us that, Nikki?” As a matter of fact, why hadn’t her parents told them that? They were in charge, after all!
“I was gonna, but then Max and Neil decided to try and blow up the Supply Shed and that sounded like more fun!”
Oh, dear. David whipped out his phone and sent a quick text to Quartermaster and Gwen: ‘stay away from the supply shed might be dangerous’ Then he narrowed his eyes at the two of them, putting his hands on his hips. “Now, kids, that was very irresponsible of you –”
“Yeah yeah,” Max interrupted, rolling his eyes. “How about you just do your goddamn job and figure out where Nikki’s parents are?”
Oh. Of course, that made sense. “R-right. Thanks, Max!”
He had all the campers’ parents saved in his contacts for easy access, just in case. So he didn’t have to leave their side as he looked up Mariana Zuckerman’s number and listened to the line ring.
Finally there was a tiny click. “You’ve reached 555-0175. Dr. Zuckerman isn’t available right now, so please leave a message at the –”
He snapped the phone shut, shaking his head. “No worries,” he chirped to the kids; Nikki was watching a line of ants travel through the grass, but Max’s eyes were trained on him, tiny pinpricks of searing turquoise. “We’ll just try Mr. Sherwood then …”
Nikki’s dad didn’t pick up, either.
That was … well, of course it wasn’t troubling, David wouldn’t jump to conclusions so quickly! But he would have to give her parents a friendly reminder that it was important to have their phones on them at all times.
Then again, maybe they were driving. That made sense.
“Why didn’t they pick up?” Max demanded, startling David out of his thoughts and nearly making him drop the phone.
“Oh, I’m sure they’re on their way!”
He just stared for a few long moments. Then turned with a heavy sigh, shaking his head. “I’m gonna go find Gwen.”
“Max, don’t –” But it was too late; faster than he’d ever seen the boy move, Max was trotting across the small grassy clearing that served as Camp Campbell’s pick-up spot, over to where Gwen had her nose buried in a magazine about … something or other, he didn’t really understand most of what she read.
Maybe Max had the right idea, though. Gwen would know what to do, even if she was a bit of a worrywart. He straightened, feeling better already as he tried dialing Nikki’s mother again. There was no point in panicking, which meant he’d just ignore the niggling worming sickness in his stomach until it went away.
So my boyfriend recently went on a trip to Japan and, because he’s awesome and the best, he came back and surprised me with some awesome things – Japanese editions of some of Haruki Murakami’s books! Now, I don’t speak/read Japanese, but Murakami is easily one of my favorite authors and I love owning editions of translated books in their original language, so I was thrilled to received these. The books themselves are these adorable little paperbacks that I’ve had so much fun looking at. Just look at these beauties:
(From left: Hard-boiled Wonderland the End of the World, IQ84 Part One, and The Second Bakery Attack)
And (because this is just something that’s neat to me) he said that when he bought they cashier puts on these nice little paper coverings, which I think is super smart! Look how neat these little things are:
Do any of you like owning editions of books in their original language even if you don’t know it!? Maybe one day… (I only have about 50 different languages I want to learn…)
Rhett mentioned in the first kiss EB that he often practiced kissing with stuffed animals as a young’un
And uh? Rhett n Link as bright eyed and bubbly thirteen year olds going to their mid-autumn county fair with their friends, who are all paired up romantically whilst Rhett n Link are cruising it out single (together, of course)
And they decide as a group to make it a competition to see which couple can score the biggest, fattest, fluffiest teddy bear they can find for their better half, with the winners scoring one dollar from each loser- and the boys have to win, of course, they’re always game for besting other people when they can’t best each other
(Not to mention that Link has only three dollars left after paying for the admission ticket, so he literally can’t afford to lose)