unlibrarian

Sitting at the reference desk in front of you is your friendly neighborhood unlibrarian. The shelves behind her contain materials on such esoteric topics as fountain pens, linguistics, squid, World of Warcraft, and your mom. The unlibrarian shuffles some papers underneath a paperweight in the shape of a small black swan, then looks up at you and says, "Shhh."

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And fools try to put you down, Hamster on a Piano, Eating Popcorn. (via darkshifter)

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World of Warcraft Achievement Unlocked! (source needed, via Hawk) World of Warcraft Achievement Unlocked! (source needed, via Hawk)


Nov 6

“Then, in the midst of all this chaos, you informed us that the screaming itself was the sound that doves make when they cry. And, I mean, what? No it’s not. Crying doves sound like terrified ornithologists exchanging screams with a sexy, sexy pop singer? Or was that squeal thing you did supposed to be the crying doves? How did it go? ‘Aii! Aii! Aii! Aiaiaiai!’ It was a massive turn-on, but it was not science.” McSweeney’s Internet Tendency: A Letter to Prince Regarding the Crying of Doves and the Fiasco That Resulted From the Presentation of a Speech on That Topic.


“If the domestic partner dies, their parents have legal access to all our shared property, including our house. The mother who told her other son that Thomas “made her” beat him could share ownership of our home and have every legal right to move in and resume abusing him. The father who has NEVER ONCE contacted us to see how Thomas is doing after surviving 15 years of abuse and then living for more than a year with me, a complete stranger, could assume half ownership of our house and try to sell it, leaving Thomas and me struggling to find a place we could afford to live. And I’d have no legal recourse. Because legally I’m little more than a roommate.” NoFo: Proposition Hate (via jaschu)