A place for a random West Australian chef, WoW addict and Furry to link random stuff..
Month: November 2015
Introverts don’t get lonely if they don’t socialize with a lot of people, but we do get lonely if we don’t have intimate interactions on a regular basis.
I have never related to a quote more in my life than I do this one right here, right now. (via kbfoto)
If things go to plan with the purchase of my house, I’ll actually be able to pay off my credit card for a change…
That’d be nice.
Varric frowned at the subway map. “Hang on, hang on. I think we missed our stop.”
“Nah.” Iron Bull stabbed the map with a sausage-sized finger. “We switched at Storm Cliffs, remember? We’re on the B Line now, and this line runs as an express during dragon mating season. Apparently the sound of the wheels screeching sounds like an invitation.”
“Uh huh.” Varric put a hand on Bianca, who was resting proudly on the seat next to him. Her stock was protected from the suspiciously-stained Highever weave of the seat by a folded copy of The Daily Veil. (Headline: Feisty Inquisitor Aids Commander’s Phwoar Effort!) “You know, I could have lived a little longer without knowing that.”
Iron Bull shrugged. “Suit yourself. A randy dragon’s not the strangest thing I’ve seen on the train.”
“Please don’t tell me the strangest thing you have seen.”
“Solas lives,” Cole announced. He looked up from the window, pale face reflected as a half-moon in the dark glass. Outside, the subterranean stations flickered past in a blur of light and shadow. “Nug is not nice. Free Antiva. Ser Kilroy was here–”
You can’t usually smell your own house (or perfume) because of a survival instinct called ‘olfactory adaptation.’ The brain is always looking for new, unusual, or changing smells as a sign of possible danger, so it ignores smells that have become familiar. Source
