Something I think about a lot is that if they have a Batman show in your Bat-verse, they would have to have their own origin story and secret identities... any thoughts on what they might be? Like, would it be wildly off the mark, like Were-Batman, or would it be spookily similar to how it actually happened? (Sorry if you've already talked about it and I missed it)
All of the blinds and curtains had been closed. Finn tried to turn on his living room light, and frowned when it didn’t work. He rocked the switch back and forth to no avail, squinting up at the ceiling.
Eyes started to glow in the far corner of the room.
He screeched and dropped his bag on the floor.
“… Bat… man…?” he asked finally. His answer was silence. “Are you… here about the show…? You’re here about the show. We’re — this is all above-the-board, legally speaking.”
Batman stood. At least, that was what Finn assumed happened. The eyes moved from eye level to significantly above that.
“Also legalities aside I think we’ve done a good job of being as respectful as we can within a satirical context,” he added hastily, backing toward the door. “And at this point it’s out of my hands so I couldn’t put a stop to production even if I wanted to. Which isn’t to say that you couldn’t find a way, because you’re Batman, it would just be really nice if you didn’t do that.”
It took him a minute to realize that Batman had spoken, to register that they were words in a specific order with a specific meaning. “… convince…? You want the elevator pitch?” Finn wasn’t getting a lot of useful feedback and he was trying really hard not to burst into fear tears and he didn’t understand how anyone could possibly jaywalk in Gotham.
He took a deep breath. “Right. The elevator pitch. I can do that, no problem, not a problem.” He clapped his hands together. “So it’s a show about, uh, Batman — it’s a show about you — not the real you, obviously, it’s — I’m just going to say ‘Batman’, I think you probably get that I mean Batman as an idea and not — anyway.” Finn cleared his throat, tried to swallow the lump in his way.
“The core of the idea is, uh, what if — what if Batman was just a guy. Some guy. No powers, none of, uh—” He flailed his arms into the darkness in an attempt to gesture at whichever part of it was Batman. “Just, you know, a guy. So our story is about, uh, he’s a guy named Johnny Butler — we wanted to name him Johann, you know, for Die Fledermaus, but that seemed a little on-the-nose so we went with Johnny — and he’s this blind guy, and he’s an inventor! He invents, uh, this thing, and it lets him echolocate and he can see all this stuff other people can’t see, and he makes this thing so he can fly, and, you know, other stuff. He lives in Gotham with all these crazy villains, so he decides he’s going to use his inventions to fight them! Because, uh. He can? And Robin is this child prodigy who can talk to birds, he’s sort of, he’s the Marty and Johnny is Doc, or like Penny to Inspector Gadget. That’s. That’s the basics, basically. Is that okay so far?”
“Yeah! Yeah. It’s, uh, because of Johann? I already told you that. And how, you know, a batman was like a kind of valet, like a butler, so we were trying to do sort of a pun thing? There’s going to be a lot of puns. I mean, you probably saw the fake intro we made on YouTube? With the theme song? It’s all going to be like that, with the retro aesthetic and camp and the cheesy effects, we’re keeping all of that for the real show. I have this brother, my little brother, he’s really into Batman, uh, you, he collects articles and stuff, and he’s eight, and I wanted to make something that he could watch. So it’s going to be kind of a show for kids, like a funny show — not making fun of you! I can show you a script, if you want.”
“Yes! Yes sir, absolutely, not a problem, sure.” He bent, and tried to dig through his bag in the dark. “I, uh — here, I think this is it.” He offered a thick stack of paper to the darkness, which took it.
“Rowsdower’s Revenge,” the shadow read.
“Wrong script!” Finn said, snatching the script back. “Sorry, sorry, ignore that, sorry. Here, this one, I think this is the one.” He handed off the other script. “I would turn on the light, but…”
Finn squinted, trying to make out a face in the dark. He would have thought that the light from those weird white eyes would have had more of an impact. But while there was definitely the pale lower half of a face, everything else was just a shape, darker than the rest of the room.
He could make out the sound of pages flipping. And another, different sound. A pen?
“Holy homicide, Batman.” It wasn’t quite a question.
“Yeah, it’s, uh, kind of like a catchphrase? Thing?”
“Y… yeah. It’s like — I mean, you have the batmobile and those batarangs — I don’t know if you actually call them that, but, uh. We thought, you know, wouldn’t it be funny if Batman just puts 'bat’ in front of everything? As a joke.”
“Batman and Robin consult the giant lighted lucite map of Gotham City, parentheses, labeled.”
“Obviously you don’t actually go around putting labels on everything, it just, uh.” Trying to explain jokes to Batman was the most painful thing he had ever done in his entire life and he wanted to die.
“Johnny Butler is blind.”
“The actor isn’t blind.”
“He… is not.”
“He’s — casting is — that’s not really how we—”
“We’re trying to get Rami Malek but he’s been pretty busy but I’ll make sure we get someone Egyptian because I can tell it’s important to you.”
“The theme song.”
“We can get a new one!”
“No.” Batman handed the script back, and Finn took it, hands shaking. “Robin likes it.”
“He does? The, the na-na-na-na-na—”
Finn shut his mouth so fast his teeth clicked.
“I said Robin likes it.”
“Right.” He looked down at the script in his hands, or tried to. His eyes were adjusting, but still not enough. He brought the paper close to his face, squinting. Had Batman written notes on his script? It smelled like permanent marker. He could barely make out a few crossed out words. “You know, if Robin ever wanted to come by set after we start shooting, we could—”
The lights came on.
“Augh!” Finn shut his eyes, then blinked furiously. His apartment was empty and the window was open. He looked back down at the script, and flipped through it. The notes looked like they’d been left by a monk, taking a break from illuminating Bibles. They sat next to words crossed out and sometimes replaced, saying things like 'mental illness is not a joke’ and 'don’t use this word’ and 'words with more plosives are inherently more humorous’. A note beside the description of Batman’s lair mentioned a carefully labeled 'Historically Inaccurate But Well-Meaning Tyrannosaurus Rex’.
Finn hit the speed dial on his phone.
“Marco. Dude. You are not going to believe the notes I just got on this — okay, wait, first of all, we need to recast Batman. We need a blind guy. No, like a real blind guy. A tall one. Really tall. And Robin needs more screentime, we’ve got to curry favor with Robin. No, the real Robin. I have never been more serious. Making sure Robin likes this is going to be vital to not getting our asses kicked.”
We are engaged in a spiritual battle - all believers find themselves subject to Satan’s attacks because they are no longer on Satan’s side. Thus, Paul tells in Ephesians 6:10-17 to use every piece of God’s armour to resist Satan’s attacks and to stand true to God in the midst of them.
Belt - truth… : Satan fights with lies and sometimes his lies sound like truth but believers have God’s truth, which can defeat Satan’s lies..
Body armour- God’s righteousness: Satan often attacks our hearts - the seat of our emotions, self worth and trust. God’s righteousness is the breastplate that protects our heart and ensures His approval. He approves of us because we have trusted Christ to save us and cleanse our hearts from sin.
Shoes- the peace that comes from the good news : Satan wants us to think that telling others the good news is a worthless and Hopeless task the size of the task is too big and the negative responses are too much to handle. But the shoes God gives us are the true peace that is available in God, which prepares us to share the news with others.
Shield - faith: the shield of faith protects us from Satan’s fiery darts in the form of insults, setbacks and temptations. With God’s perspective, we can see beyond our circumstances and know that ultimate victory is ours.
Helmet - salvation: Satan wants to make us doubt God. Jesus and our salvation. The helmet protects our mind from doubting God’s saving work for us.
Sword- the word of God: the sword is the only weapon of offence in the list of armour. There are times when we need to take the offensive against Satan. When we are tempted, we need to trust in the truth of God’s word..
From the students life application study bible NLT
“I have two bibles; an Arabic bible since I was 12-years-old and an English one. I feel unsafe when I don’t have it with me. The Arabic one I took with me from Mosul to Baghdad, Tikrit and now in Erbil. My mother wrote in it: ‘For the clever student, that all people will like you.’ The English bible has a zipper and I would put money inside. I still do that. I also put the sticker on the front of the Bible… For me Jesus is very important. Jesus was making peace, while others are making war.”
Thanks for your metas on the kundalini awakening and samadhi for Zuko. You're the first person ik of who's given an explanation for his good mood that makes sense w/ Eastern Philosophy. We'll prob never know for sure who came up w/ the Zuko betrayal idea, but the person who thought of that couldn't have also thought up the kundalini awakening subplot since the two contradict each other. Given Ehasz' knowledge of Eastern Philosophy, I'm inclined to believe that the betrayal wasn't his idea
Thanks a lot! I’m glad I was able to help make sense of some things. Very true, we’ll probably never know for sure, but I definitely agree that they are contradictory. I just cannot imagine coming up with the kundalini awakening, and then saying “Oh lets have him go bad right after!” Why would anyone think of that? That goes against the very nature of the process. You can awaken the kundalini through conscious deliberate meditation and breathing practices, with the help of a guru, like Aang. Or more rarely, it can awaken on its own, like Zuko. If you try to to force it, it can be very dangerous. Whoever came up with the idea must have known that the awakening of the kundalini is an indication that one has chosen to let go of attachment. Non-attachment to material desires isprecisely what facilitates a kundalini awakening:
“One should become perfectly desireless and should be full of Vairagya before attempting to awaken Kundalini. It can be awakened only when a man rises above Kama(Lust), Krodha(Anger), Lobha(Greed), Moha(Extreme Desires), Mada(Arrogance) and other impurities. Kundalini can be awakened through rising above desires of the senses. The Yogi, who has got a pure heart and a mind free from passions and desires will be benefited by awakening Kundalini. If a man with a lot of impurities in the mind awakens the Sakti by sheer force through Asanas, Pranayamas and Mudras, he will break his legs and stumble down.
“You need to work with kundalini’s energy sensitively; never try to dominate it or force it in some way. Especially, never try to raise kundalini forcibly, from below. Avoid violent breathing exercises or repeated impacts on the lower spine to awaken energy there.”
“If you are pure and free from all desires, Kundalini will awaken by itself and you will be benefited. If you awaken Kundalini by violent methods, forcibly, when your heart is impure, when desires lurk in your mind, you will come across temptations of various sorts, when you move from plane to plane, you will have a downfall. You will have no strength of will to resist these temptations.”
Swami Kriyananda begins his chapter on Kriya Yoga — the highest technique for awakening Kundalini — with the following words from the Bible: “Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.”
This is why Aang was unable to open his chakra when he was focusing on attachment to Katara as his girlfriend. But in Ba Sing Se, Aang’s intentions were totally pure. All he wanted to do was protect her from the Dai Li, and he was going into the Avatar State, until he was shot down. Zuko’s kundalini awakened on its own, meaning he was pure of heart. Making Zuko still attached to going home after sends the complete opposite message of a kundalini awakening. Given his knowledge of Eastern spirituality, I also don’t think it was Ehasz’ idea. Obviously we can’t know for sure, but it makes me feel better knowing that you also read the kundalini stuff and came to the same conclusion.
I want to believe in Christ but reading the Bible actually makes me doubt my faith. I just can't excuse the passages allowing slavery, beating of slaves, female submission, marrying your rape victim, homophobia etc. Do I just cherrypick what I want?
So in my Old Testament class we talked a lot about how the Bible, particularly the First Testament, is descriptive, not prescriptive. It is a beautiful, messy, difficult collection of sacred stories, cultural norms, history, military records, poetry, mythology, religious law, and prophecy. That already muddies the fundamentalist idea that every word of the Bible proceeds straight from God’s mouth (although it doesn’t have to undercut the words being holy, rightly guided, or useful, but that’s another post) and should encourage readers to investigate the context of the story they are hearing. Just because something happens in the Bible doesn’t mean the Bible is telling you to repeat the story. As a matter of fact, a lot of times the Bible deliberately shares stories that are ethically difficult so we question what should have been done.
Israel’s folk heroes are not perfect models of upstanding children of God, they were never meant to be. They are human, with flaws. The writer of Samson wasn’t holding up a super violent, misogynistic, hot-headed oath-breaker as the ideal, they were telling stories of great terror and valor, and showing how God works through and with even the most wayward of God’s children. This is just one example of the purpose of morally dubious hero.
As for problematic issues that arise in the law, I want to remind you that the legal codes of Israel were greatly impacted by their geography and time; they parallel and sometimes challenge similar legal codes which existed in Sumeria, Babylon, and Egypt. Again, I don’t think this has to undercut that fact that God has a huge hand in revealing the right way to be in civic and religious relationship to His people, but I do think its important to see this revelation as a process that humans adapted and augmented. Sometimes the Bible presents laws that are strikingly egalitarian and compassionate, sometimes the laws disappoint us. We should keep problematizing inhumane ideas we encounter, but it’s not fair to put all of them onto God, and we should always keep in mind that as a whole Biblical law is incredibly concerned with the rights of the downtrodden: the slave, the orphan, the woman. The sheer amount of charity built into the cycle of Biblical life is staggering, so is the strict standard of slaughtering animals ethically, not overworking or polluting the land, and refusing to tolerate any greed in business dealings.
The Bible is not a monolith, it is not a manual for a life well-lived (well, not all of it) and it doesn’t expect its audience to simply listen to what is has to share without asking questions or arguing with it. This is the great tradition of Torah, something Christians oftentimmes forget.
This is hard, I know. You’re angry. I’ve been there. But try not to give up, and don’t cherrypick. Take it all, good and bad, and try to understand the whole as well as the part. Take your questions to God and to books and to people who have asked the same questions. You’ll be surprised at how much wisdom you’ll find.
Note: A lot of these concepts like sexual ethics and submission are very complex, and can be fairly and orthodoxy interpreted in a much more ethical manner than perhaps the way you have heard them taught. Remember, we are all theologians, and there is no one authoritative interpretation of this text. Praise God for that.
Maybe you still can’t understand why I stayed so long… I wonder what you’ll name my sin: Complicity? Loyalty? Stupefaction? How can you tell the difference? Is my sin a failure of virtue, or of competence? I knew Rome was burning, but I had just enough water to scrub the floor, so I did what I could.
Kaisa: Finnish form of Katherine, from the Greek name Αικατερινη (Aikaterine); etymology debated; it could derive from the earlier Greek name ‘Εκατερινη (Hekaterine), which came from ‘εκατερος (hekateros) “each of the two”; it could derive from the name of the goddess Hecate (associated with witchcraft, crossroads, tombs, demons and the underworld; from the Greek ‘Εκατη (Hekate), possibly derived from ‘εκας (hekas) meaning “far off.”) Or it could be related to Greek αικια (aikia) “torture”; or it could be from a Coptic name meaning “my consecration of your name.”
Hester: Latin form of Esther, possibly means “star” in Persian. Alternatively it could be a derivative of the name of the Near Eastern goddess Ishtar (meaning unknown), also identified with the Sumerian goddess Inanna, (possibly derived from Sumerian (n)in-an-na, “lady of the heavens.”)
Kyrillion: From the Greek name Κυριλλος (Kyrillos) from Greek κυριος (kyrios) “lord”, a word used frequently in the Greek Bible to refer to God or Jesus.
Sergi: Catalan form of Ancient Roman family name, Sergius, possibly meaning “servant” in Latin but most likely of unknown Etruscan origin. Could be after the medieval Russian spiritual leader, the Venerable Sergius of Radonezh, or the Saint Sergus who was a 4th-century Roman officer martyred in Syria with his companion Bacchus; they are the patron saints of Christian desert nomads.
Ragi: From Old Norse ragr meaning “craven, cowardly”.
Sayan Kötör: After the Sayan Mountains and the Sakha word for “bird.” (At one point John Parry, under his alias of Stanislaus Grumman, was believed to have been killed in an avalanche on Sakhalin.)
Kirjava: Finnish word for “multi-coloured” or “mottled” (also, figuratively, “chequered,“ as in a “chequered past.”)
Extroverted Intuition (Ne): Ray is bubbly, easily excitable and full of ideas. He is not concerned with the truth of the paranormal (like Peter is), but is rather concerned with the IDEA of the paranormal existing. He’s such a geek, that even as Peter gets attacked by a ghost, Ray starts freaking out over his theories being correct (they have an ACTUAL, real-life ghost existing, so who cares about a slime attack, when this discovery is absolutely amazing!). Ray has originated the ideas of ghost-busting, and the weapons used for it, although his belief in the paranormal stems from legends surrounding it (Si). He has a blithe, even rather clumsy, attitude, especially when interacting with his environment.
Introverted Feeling (Fi): Ray is emotional, though his feelings are sealed tight within him at all times. He pursues the paranormal, because that’s what he’s passionate about. He will protect the city, because he wants to save the lives of its people. Ray cares for his teammates, deeply, and will do whatever it takes to keep them safe. Rather than venting them to others, he acts on his feelings. Ray also seems to have a deep-seated hatred for those who don’t share a passion for ghost-busting, and is quick to call out Peter and Winston for this.
Extroverted Thinking (Te): Ray just gets it done. Goes with the flow. When he sees a wall, he just pushes through it. He isn’t awfully good at finding solutions to his problems (he looks to Peter and Egon for that), and he isn’t exactly able to keep a cool head in dangerous situations (Winston has the honors), but Ray can buckle down under pressure, and just overcome it all. His inventions are highly sophisticated and effective. Ray believes in teamwork, in overcoming all their differences to work together, and this results in the world being saved.
Introverted Sensing (Si): A little lost, with his head in the clouds, he may be, but Ray does have a little bit of sensibility in him, enough to warn Peck against pulling the lever. When asked by Winston, he is able to quote a passage from the Bible, word-for-word, and quickly link it to the sudden appearance of ghosts (that the meeting of the gate-keeper and the key-master will result in the end of the world, Judgement Day, the apocalypse - Ne). Ray does have some traditional ideas, and also has a very strong sense of duty and honor about him.
No one would separate parabatai. No one would dare try: Parabatai were stronger together. / You were swearing by the other person’s side, swearing to always protect them, to go where they went, to consider their family your family. The words of the oath were from the Bible, and ancient:
Entreat me not to leave thee, or return from following after thee—for whither thou goest, I will go, and where thou lodgest, I will lodge; thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God; where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried; the Angel do so to me, and more also,if aught but death part thee and me.
I started my comic, Dinosaur Comics, on February 1st, 2003. Joey Comeau and Emily Horne started A Softer World six days later, and not too long afterwards Joey emailed me. "What are you going to do with your Nobel Prize for Comics money?“ he asked. "My name’s Joey. I do a comic too.”
I followed his link and read all the comics there in one sitting. They were hilarious and sad, sometimes at the same time, and I saw stuff done in comics that I hadn’t seen before. I remember this one in particular, because it is the one where I mentally recategorized the series from “this is good” to “okay, this is great”:
I wrote him back and asked him what he was going to do with his Pulitzer Prize for Comics money.
That was 13 years ago.
I have two friends who are marrying each other, only one of them’s an American, and there’s a part of the immigration process they have to convince the Canadian federal government that theirs is a real relationship. They have been directed to collect essays from people wherein we swear we know them, and to demonstrate our Friendship Credentials we go over our relationship with one or both of them and explain why this friendship is real and important to us.
What we have to do, in effect, is write an essay - just like in school! - only the subject is why my two friends who are marrying each other are so great. It’s a friendship love letter, and it was so satisfying to write. There’s no time in our culture where we are allowed to walk up to our friends and say “Our friendship is so amazing, and so important to me, and I wrote an essay about it. I hope you enjoy it,” except for this one, created by an immigration bureaucracy. I think we should change that.
Joey and I emailed back and forth almost daily for several months until one time he was in Halifax while my girlfriend Priya was visiting, and I insisted they meet. I hadn’t met him in person yet, but I’d already told her all about him. I told her she had to go meet my internet friend. They went out for breakfast, and when the bill came, Joey just looked at the bill and smiled wide. Priya picked up the tab. Then he got her to push him home on his skateboard. This story makes sense when you realize how much of a charmer Joey is. Priya said she loved him! I wasn’t surprised. "Joey’s so great,“ I said.
I started grad school, which meant moving to Toronto where I didn’t know anyone. Joey emailed his friends Tim and Ro and got them to invite me to a games night they were having. Listen: I was young. I was excited. I showed up early and rang their doorbell at 6pm for a 8:30pm games night, because I had no idea what I was doing.
Tim and Ro invited this complete stranger in to join them to dinner that night, and it turned out they were awesome, and now just about everyone I know in Toronto can be traced back to Tim and Ro and those weekly games nights they hosted. What Joey gave me through Tim and Ro was a friendship starter kit, a way to make moving to a new city easy, and when my books got water damaged during the move, Joey sent me new ones. All his favourites.
I love him, and we would’ve never met if it weren’t for A Softer World.
Emily and I disagree over how we met in real life, but that’s great because now we have a mystery at the centre of our friendship. There’s a sequence of events where I say one thing happened and she says "no you’re crazy THAT’S IMPOSSIBLE”, but I can’t even remember what our two different versions are anymore. Mine is absolutely the right one though.
One of my earliest memories of her is of being at Tim’s housewarming for his new place, and in his kitchen he’d left this seltzer bottle: they’re those giant pressurized water bottles clowns spray each other with, at least in cartoons I guess? And obviously at some point I sprayed Emily a little, because this is what happens when you leave me in my 20s in a kitchen at a party with a seltzer bottle. Emily sprayed me back in revenge, but it was more than I’d sprayed her, so obviously I needed to spray her back to make it even. It went back and forth until Tim burst into his kitchen, (understandably) mad that we’d sprayed water all over his new apartment. He told us to stop. We apologized. And as he was leaving Emily emptied the bottle on me before putting the drained bottle in Tim’s hands.
Reader, I befriended her.
One time she sent me a physical letter. A real letter! Nothing is more classy. I hung it on my wall. I bought a used typewriter at a garage sale so I could respond in kind. She moved to Toronto later on, and we started hanging out all the time. When Jenn and I got married, she photographed our wedding.
I love her, and we would’ve never met if it weren’t for A Softer World.
One April Fools’ Day I took down Dinosaur Comics and replaced it with what I claimed was my new project now: A Softer World 2: Better Than A Softer World. This one was a picture of my friend Eric combined with words I lifted from a conversation that Nicholas Gurewitch (The Perry Bible Fellowship) and I were having about The Incredibles.
A reader emailed me, upset that I would end the comic he enjoyed for “what is effectively just a parody of another comic” and urged me to reconsider.
Another time my comic mentioned “truth” and “beauty” and Joey and Emily’s comic that day mentioned “truth and beauty bombs”, so we started a message board for our comics called that. We don’t post there anymore, but other do. It’s still running. People got married because of that message board. Children exist today from that thing! There’s a chain of events that leads from today back through our years of comics and friendship, through Joey and Emily and the way our three lives have intertwined, all the way to when we three babies started comics within the same week even though none of us can draw, and Joey emailing me to inquire about my Nobel Prize for Comics money. Without A Softer World, I never meet Joey, I never meet Emily, and my life is completely different. Probably worse, too!
It’s almost definitely worse!
There’s a dedication in the first Dinosaur Comics collection. It reads, “To Emily and Joey: the first friends I ever made in comics, and still the best.”
I’m sad Emily and Joey’s comic is ending - more than I thought I’d be, I’ve got all these big feelings about it you guys - but I’m glad it was there. I am here to tell you now, and without hyperbole, that this comic and the two people behind it have shaped my life more than any other work of art. Take that, the Mona Lisa.
In conclusion, A Softer World was so amazing, and so important to me, and I wrote an essay about it. I hope you enjoyed it.
Parabatai was more than friendship, more than family; it was a bond that tied you together, fiercely, in a way that every Shadowhunter respected and acknowledged the way that they respected the bond between husband and wife.
No one would separate parabatai. No one would dare try: Parabatai were stronger together. They fought together as if they could read each other’s minds. A single rune given to you by your parabatai was more powerful than ten runes given to you by someone else. Often parabatai had their ashes buried in the same tomb so that they wouldn’t be parted, even in death.
Not everyone had a parabatai; in fact, they were rare. It was a lifelong, binding commitment. You were swearing to stay by the other person’s side, swearing to always protect them, to go where they went, to consider their family your family. The words of the oath were from the Bible, and ancient: Whither thou goest, I will go; thy people shall be my people; where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried.
Started working on one of my New Year’s resolutions for 2016: getting closer to God. I downloaded an app that provides a certain topic/problem we face day-to-day, along with a few bible chapters and a prayer to read and reflect on so that we know how to face the problem head on.
Last year, I tried praying the Rosary everyday, however it didn’t stick. I also realized that I didn’t really feel “connected” to God through this only. So, I decided that reading the Bible everyday, learning and reflecting from God’s word and plan will really work this time. So, yeah wish me luck! :3
Also, featuring my FIRST EVER PLANNER ommggg (got this from my Secret Santa.. I do not know how they knew I was a planning freak lol) and new Bullet Journal setup for 2016! I shall upload pictures of both as well as post my Impossible List this week yayy !!