Queued post: I’m flying in a Nobita-copter right now.
Actually, this posted a day early, even though it was set for the 26th so I had to delete and repost.
Silly queue.
Aaaaanyways…
The tumbling shall be sporadic for the next couple of weeks. So, have a happy New Year and all that.
Thanks to the followers - all 946 of you! I’m expecting and even 1,000 by the time I get back. That’s an order.
Also, holllaaaaaa / internet high-fives to my tumblr-uper-tier —-Saelan, Jen, Jeff Otto O’Brien, Baltimore Horses, RJ5000, Cam, roamin, Grimmer, suckingface, doinwork, luke simcoe, Pucusmucus, killedincars, Toomuchparanoias, songz, sombrereptiles, Haddow/Canuckophile, bobbydigital, don’t dad, etc.
Some of you are bros IRL, the rest are valued sources of endless amusement, interestingness, thinky-ness. In the name of procrastination and the pursuit of lulz, eye-/brain-candy in the form of what amounts to Pavlovian OCD, avoidance and self-sabotage, I salute you. (I may get around to linking youse guys in this before the queue does its thing with the post, or may not. Busssssyyyyyy….).
New Years resolution: Ease off the tumblr, possibly delete it once I reach some sort of milestone like 20,000 posts. Pull head out of ass, cheer up, flick off the angry/cranky/misanthropic/reclusive/depressive switch and oil up the fun switch.
Ok, Out. Please send nervous-flyer good vibes my way.
Melatonin and Suntory is my co-pilot.
If anyone wants a postcard, holla with your mailing address.
Pics forthcoming.
I enjoy being on lists.