The title is an over dramatisation but it’s true in essence. I have been playing Mass Effect 3 for, oh I don’t know, a week or two now – leaning more towards the former. Origin tells me that it’s been 86 hours. Quite some time. Not finished though, I’m way too much of a completionist and I admit that the game has been left running while doing other things, leaving that playtime number somewhat inflated.
I digress. As I was playing earlier today, I came across something that I hadn’t noticed during all those hours of playing. For the first time I noticed that the war room in Normandy had more crew members working than I thought.
For the first time I noticed these people.
Don’t ask me how. I guess they just passed off as some kind of technical doodahs and we all know that stuff is for Engineers, I’m an Infiltrator damn it! I would seriously have kept on being blind if it weren’t for the guy kneeling down. Thought he was interacting with something, stopped to look what it was and realized that he was interacting with someONE.
Need to keep my eyes peeled in the future. Don’t want to miss anything else. I have been good at noticing things in other places, but on Normandy it would seem that I get a bad case of tunnel vision.
http://youtu.be/GQEsA6Ipq3o (magnificent derailment as you'll see)
Waited under Trinity, saw her get out of the taxi. Was right beside her. Got inside to listen to her speech & answer questions. Got into a room to meet her, sexually hugged her and kissed her on the cheek. <3
She's just a person. Not God.
At least she is real...
Yup. And so is God. :)
LOL sure he is...
So sorry I stirred up the hidden doubts in your heart about your god but you know he's not real. You won't admit it out loud because you're afraid your religious retard friends won't like you anymore...
If God isn't real how are there people on earth, why is there Earth, why are there plant and animals? And dont you dare say fucking science
You're right, science isn't the reason why things exist. Science "only" explain why things exist and how they came to be. You're asking too much when you demand answers to those questions considering only 500 characters are allowed in the comment box. Here it is in a nutshell though. You choose to believe in God as the ultimate explanation, others don't want to believe. Deal with it.
i started writing something huge but i changed my mind. this is my answer to your looong fucking story about religion. go die in a ditch
Didn't expect anything else from you.
Smiles are contagious.
Sometimes I think apathy as the general state of being would be good for my mental health.
[Image Text: In 1916, the U.S. Government predicted that by the 1940s all paper would come from hemp and that no more trees would need to be cut down. Government studies report that 1 acre of hemp equals 4.1 acres of trees. Hemp production is much more time and resource efficient. Plans were in the works to implement such programs. (U.S. Department of Agriculture)]
This country is
retarded run by huge corporations and racists.
Fixed the original comment.
See, in 1935 they came out with a machine called a decorticator. This machine made producing products from hemp easy and cost effective. This was going to revolutionize the production of hemp related products. Popular science called Hemp the new billion dollar product right on the cover. So William Randolph Hurst, who owned a paper mill, started printing news papers calling the plant everyone knew as hemp marijuana, a type of Mexican wild tobacco that is not a cannabis that no one had heard of, and completely bashing the drug saying “blacks and mexicans are smoking marijuana and raping white women”. Congress made marijuana illegal not even realizing they were making Hemp illegal.
But it was made illegal. Oil and Logging companies joined together and put out a lot of propaganda on “Marijuana” claiming it was a “new type of cigarette from Mexico” that made people crazy, psychotic, insane, violent, lazy and sexually immoral. They claimed, “It will make a black man look at a white woman twice” and “It will make white women sleep with black men.” Specifically Dupont who had just, in 1937, patented a new technique in refining coal and oil to make plastics, and William Randolph Hurst who produced almost all paper products in america. Both companies stood to lose billions of dollars. Andrew Mellon became Hoover’s Secretary of the Treasury. He was Dupont’s primary investor. His future Nephew in law was Harry J. Anslinger. Andrew Mellon appointed him to oversea the newly created Federal bureau of Narcotics.
The rest is history.
I cut out the opinions that didn’t contribute to the information – y’know, the filler comments; the kind of comments saying the same thing only in a shorter and concluding manner, etc. I suggest doing the same with my comment to anyone that would by some minuscule chance happen to reblog this from me. I only kept the transcription of the image text because some people might need it for whatever reason, image not loading and so on.
I just really, really hate quote pyramids.
Today my hometown was struck by a disgusting hardship.
A woman this afternoon was found by a neighbor, bleeding and naked. She was attacked in her home because she was gay. Two or more men broke into her home through the basement and proceeded to tag her basement. They found the homeowner, who is an open lesbian, and stabbed, assaulted, and carved “dyke” into her chest. They attempted to burn her house to the ground, but the gas only sparked. Somehow, this woman (who remains anonymous until she decides to come out on her own time) was able to escape. She was found naked, bound with zip ties, and bloody. She is still alive and in the hospital. A candle light vigil was held in her name tonight, where more than 500 people from Lincoln and surrounding cities and states joined to talk about the hate and to pay homage to the victim.
A recovery fund has been set up to help her cover medical bills and anything she may need. That link can be found here, along with a link from the original news story.
Notes: Article taken directly from the Lincoln Journal Star website
Pictures are courtesy of Lincoln Journal Star and Steve Andel Photography. I do not own any rights to anything posted.
Pictures of my exposed breasts will never grace the internet on my own accord.
They’re reserved for the person I love. And if I love someone, I’d like to think I can trust them to keep that which I privately share with them continuously private
I want to share my body with someone who can share theirs with me. If I chose to share myself with you, you must be someone I love very much. And you better thank every one of your lucky stars that I care about you so much.
Case in point: Maintain your mystery, ladies. All too often, its all we have to make us feel special.
Be comfortable in your sexuality, but be careful when you walk the fine line between sexy and sad.
No one is going to buy your steak when you’re giving the burgers away for free.
It is, or should, not be the mystery of what a woman looks like naked that a man revere and claim as absolute secret when it comes to their partner, the far more important mystery is that of what stimulates her and whether or not it, in turn, stimulates him. Finding out how well the pieces fit together, in ways both physical and not. The secrets and mysteries of the mind and heart.
Fair enough that you don’t want to show yourself naked to strangers – I respect that, it’s a choice and an understandable one at that – but to regard it as a mystery of such import that you would go so far as telling other women that “All too often, its all we have to make us feel special”; well miss, that’s a bit much to swallow, even for me. Women have many more ways to feel special and should be told so, not the opposite.
My apologies if I offended a follower (you, although you probably didn’t even know it heh), but… it’s the (my) truth of the matter.
I find it sooooo funny that Americans judge me for having sex before I’m 18. Bitch, the legal age of concent is 16 in England and I lost my virginity at 17 and a half. Go ahead, keep judging.
It’s 15 in Sweden and I lost it at 16½. Many Americans I’ve talked to lost it around the same age as me even though their age of consent is 3 years later than here.
I don’t want to appear prejudiced here – I know that it’s not fair to talk about an entire nation like this – but in fairness it would seem that gambino-girl-forever is the one that’s been subject to prejudice and intolerance here and we’re both talking about our own experiences; in difference to whomever is judging her for her life choices.
He’s got a huge penis. When I lived at home, Alfie’s room was opposite the main bathroom, and I would often be in the bath in the morning and it never had a lock on the door and Alfie would get up with his morning boner and come in for a wee while I was in the bath and I’d just be like: ’That is the most disgusting thing I have ever seen!’ I’d be like ’ALFIE! Stop it!’ He’d even poo in front of me a couple of times, it’s disgusting. He’s got no respect, that Alfie. I’d never poo in front of my brother, never! Wee, yes definitely.” - Lily Allen
When I was a child, I don’t know if you’ve ever heard of this stuff - Calpol? Calpol is like this children’s medicine that tastes really, really good. Got a lot of sugar in it and helps with your stomach bugs and stuff. My mom came home one day and the bottle was empty. I didn’t have the power of speech yet so I couldn’t talk - and Lily did. She just pointed at me and went, “Him! That’s why the bottle is empty.” So, obviously I couldn’t speak so I went to the hospital. This nurse was holding Lily in her arms and they were stomach pumping me and nothing’s coming out. And at that point, Lily just throws up all this pink Calpol all over the nurse. So that was a pretty horrible trick. Yeah, we were pretty young. It’s quite funny, quite sweet I think… in a way. - Alfie Allen
Best sister in the world = speaks about your big penis. Free advertising.
(Source: lilyroseallens, via goldshitter)
A 14 years old boy got beaten half dead by his stepfather. His only fault was this that he tried to protect his little sister from being raped. Now he’s struggling for his life, but doctors say he won’t make it without a surgery. His mother doesn’t have money to pay it.tumblr donates 45cents for every sharing or reposing.
Please Verify, Don’t Ignore thinking It To be FAKE
(Mother’s Number Not Disclosed For Security Reasons)
Doctor’s Contact Number: +91 20 6721 3400
Hospital Name: Sahyadri Hospital
Lke, share & spread the message..! Share if you care !
this won’t make your blog look ugly. have a heart now
1. Sharing this won’t save a life. Sorry. Once again a quick google could’ve saved ~190 thousand people (at the time of writing) from needlessly having a chain letter plastered on their blog; and, as a side note, their followers dashboard.
2. I have a heart, I just come off a bit cold and analytical when it comes to these things because I believe it’s important to be critical of sources when it comes to stories floating around on the web; especially when there’s vital information missing. Life lessons and what not.
This story is a “copy pasta” of an old Facebook chain post from 2011. The story itself, from 2010.
Like previous viral postings claiming companies or charities will donate a specific amount of money each time someone forwards or shares the plea, this message is a hoax. Facebook has announced no such commitment. Reputable organizations don’t use chain letters to distribute charitable funds.
As to the image of the alleged victim, it appears to have been stolen from a May 19, 2010 article in the Czech tabloid newspaper Blesk about what is described as a criminal attack on a 13-year-old boy by multiple assailants in Teplice, Czech Republic.
Don’t worry if you were tricked by this though, it’s perfectly understandable. I’m just one of those people that question almost everything I come across – and if you don’t mind being the carrier of chain letters then, there you go.
Again, as with the case of the “male Kardashian” I won’t reach that many people – hell, I might not even reach my closest companion in life through this blog – but, at least I’ll reach some people (I hope) and maybe teach them to be a bit more vigilant and critical in the future.
PS. Glowie, I like you even though you fell for it. ;P