Liberal Dash Of Nerd

Well, I’m staying another three months (at least) and my presumedly unavailable coworker is now presumedly available.

Of course. It’s so typical of me to develop a crush on my (presumedly unavailable) coworker less than three months before I move away permanently.

Well, in today’s news I’ve been accepted into a masters program

I told my best friend (who I consider a sibling) that I applied to universities in Europe yesterday. They told their partner (who I also consider a sibling, but more of a sibling in law than sibling-sibling) who is currently in the process of emigrating to Canada that I’m possibly leaving the country for school and their response was “does penguin hate us???” Apparently they were making plans for living here that also included me as part of their transition/adaption period and I have foiled them by moving away (temporarily) while they move here.

The ending to series 4 of Shetland is the most heartbreaking, infuriating, and unsatisfying thing I have ever seen. 23 years of a (fictional) man’s life stolen from him all because a cop thought he was creepy and wanted to cover up a crime his girlfriend committed. And then just as this man is proven to be innocent beyond a doubt, he has a heart attack and dies.

Just lost power! But at least it waited until the game was over I suppose. So at least one thing went right tonight

All my hopes and dreams crushed

I have to go to work in the morning the jays need to fucking end this shit pls

Nope never mind I changed my mind. Fuck this game. This isn’t fun anymore.

Oh my god. I might have just found my great grandfather. He’s got the worst name for ancestry research, and belonged to a minority group that didn’t really do record keeping. All I knew about him was his name, date of birth, and that he died very young (exact year and cause of death unknown). But I may have just found his grave. After searching for him for the last 14 years of my life (literally half my life). And if this is him, he has been so close to my childhood home this whole time.

There’s something about sitting listening to landslide with your pet in a sunbeam

I love reading the most romantic, feelings-inspiring book that makes me think dating and relationships are worth the effort and then opening Reddit immediately afterwards and seeing a post about a woman’s abusive ex camping out on her roof asking her to tell the cops to go away.

Uhhhh low key wondering if I’m psychic or something???? I want to bed last night and woke up this morning with pretty little baby stuck in my head, which wouldn’t be strange or notable if Connie Francis hadn’t died today