George McClellan kept the Necco Wafers under his saddle when he wasn't in battle - which he never was.
Anonymous asked: you should publicly tell tumblr your opinions about how to make sith empire culture and ideology make sense
TUMBLR. ATE. MY RANT. oh my god. I can’t believe I’m doing this twice. This is mostly my headcanon despite my establishing it with fake facts. I need more wine.
courtyardhound replied to your post: I AM GOING TO BE WORKING ON THIS PERSONAL…
did she ever return/no she never returned/and her fate is still unlearned/she may write forever/’neath the covers in her bedroom/she’s the girl who never returned
emma handed in her fee/at the lsac site/and she tried to submit her app/when the page loaded up/it said WHERE’S YOUR STATEMENT/emma couldn’t get off her ass
courtyardhound replied to your post: There is a part of me that thinks your personal statement should just be the all-caps part of that post. AND THAT IS ALL.
Your personal statement should just say “I am a worthwhile person because I am not Mat Latos.” INSTANT ADMISSION
“I have never given up a grand slam to Buster Posey. But I would, if you know what I mean.”
courtyardhound asked: Roy Mustang <3< Olivier Armstrong
It’s too dark for Roy to see the general’s expression as he settles down on his bedroll. “The men are restless,” he says. “They think the Drachman court gives a good embassy.”
“Not mine,” the general says. She balances her sword on its blocks, and stands to find her whetstone. “They know the mettle of the fight.”
Havoc’s wine has made Roy’s limbs loose. He settles back with his head against the tentpole, his eyes drifting closed. “They ought to temper it with sense. They fight for such a king as they depose.”
The general hmphs. “Thou talk’st like a boy, all prattle and no point.”
Roy opens one eye. “And if I spoke the simple strain of truth? What would thou do? I am as I have said. In peace I am a ram; in war, a bull. As many men as thou hast laid to rest, I set to flame in Ishval. Twice that number in their children and their wives.”
The sliding sound of a sword on its whetstone.
“The land could not endure a second war,” Roy says. “When I am king, I will at last be king, and all ends king; and what of then? What wilt thou do when I tell thee to go and bring a province, ashen, to my feet?”
The general bangs her sword against the stone, jolting him upright. She looks levelly at him. “Think’st thou I take thy cause to make thee king?”
“And why else?”
“Then add fool to your catalogue of sins,” she says. “I’ll take the throne myself, or else have none.”
Roy smiles, slowly. “Wilt thou?”
“Aye, boy,” she says. “Wilt thou take it from me?”
courtyardhound asked: in all the fic you would be a super hipster with all the powers of san francisco, be comically addicted to coffee to a hilariously exaggerated degree, vanquish evil with the power of legal citations and occasionally lovingly cooked meals, and be in a life-long affair with sushi as is the way of your bay area people. this is a mischaracterization because you only fell in love with sushi about three years ago.
You can’t TELL PEOPLE THAT!!! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH OF A SHANDA THAT IS. DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG I’VE TRIED TO HIDE IT
Do you know how much I love italics
courtyardhound asked: print screen your current chrome tabs!
This is really boring, Sares! I’m sorry.
That’s a Saint-George Wimsey/Hilary Thorpe epic in the first tab, an LP I haven’t read yet in the second, a Kongregate game I’m not doing very well at in the middle, Would I Lie To You (the Greatest Hits one where Lee throws a coconut at David’s head) in the middle and your email message in the last. I live a life of riveting interest.
courtyardhound replied to your post: I am actually mad because I worked out too hard yesterday and now I can’t go running.
I am laughing at you a little bit ngl.
YOU WON’T BE LAUGHING WHEN I SAVE ABEL TOWNSHIP FROM THE ZOMBIES, SARES. ONLY I WILL BE LAUGHING. Me, Sam, and his jar of “plain, ordinary, unthreatening, delicious marmite.” We will all laugh together, at you, from our zombie-free space inside of my iPod.
space pyjama desert party should be the name of our band
YES, and our first album can be “furthermore”
I don’t know why but this is still one of the funniest damn things I have ever seen.
Every time, I am hiccuping with laughter. EVERY TIME.
WHATEVER Christmas and I have 100% rivalry is all I’m saying. :P
One of these days ONE of us is going to tie antlers onto the other one and ruin Christmas and the problem is I’m not sure which one.
(PS TF2 DOWNLOADED)
Meanwhile Zuko and Fenris have awkward tea in the other room: ZUKO: My father taught me a permanent lesson… ON MY FACE. FENRIS: My former master burned lyrium into my skin. ZUKO: … Er.
SOKKA, HELPFULLY: My girlfriend turned into the…This isn’t the time? This isn’t the time.
UM dude the answer to that is the FREE LOVE mod.
I was going to say “but I don’t want Alistair hitting on me ;_;” and then I remembered about his “heterosexuality.”
Man they just made ALL the wrong choices about sexuality in that game didn’t they
SARES WHAT IF I LIKE LEILANA BEST
