Robin Williams & Koko, 2001

“Robin made Koko smile — something she hadn’t done for over six months, ever since her childhood gorilla companion, Michael, passed away.”


I’m not crying, you’re crying

I really wanted to ask a question because you and Stiffler are so cool and interesting, but I can't think of anything, so could you just tell another one of your awesome anecdotes?



No, you’re cool.


Once upon a time, on a Valentine’s Day not too many years ago, I was a florist. I worked with flowers and tissue paper and vases and balloons all day and I rarely had any time to spend with Stiffler. Of course, since this was Valentine’s Day, I had to work — yet again. I spent all day making gorgeous bouquets for other people’s loved ones and by the time I got home, I fell into bed exhausted without so much as a peck on Stiffler’s cheek.

I had to go into work the next day, too, but at least I would be home by the afternoon this time. At the end of my shift, I went to leave and my manager pulled me aside. She commended me for a job well done on Valentine’s and the cleanup phase, and told me to take the leftover Valentine’s Day balloons home to Stiffler. I stared in shock at her.

"All of them…?"

"If you want! We’ll just throw them out otherwise. The hospitals said they have too many, I guess everyone went a little crazy on balloons this year!"

I stared back at the balloons. It was true, we had gone overboard with them and everyone had steered clear of buying them that year, for some odd reason. And these weren’t normal balloons, oh no, they were the giant vellum balloons in every flavor imaginable — big red hearts, teddy bears, big clear hearts with little pink hearts inside of them, roses, champagne glasses, huge bows and bunnies, etc., — and there were over 300 of them. I knew. I had blown 450 of them ALL up myself over the past three days (at my manager’s request) and we had only sold maybe 70 or so, plus a few that had popped. 

I stared again. “…Okay.” I shook my head, got out of my apron, slipped on my backpack and went to work gathering all of the balloons together. With all of the balloon clips safely under my tightly bunched hand and the many, many ribbons tangling wildly, I headed outside.

Did I mention we don’t have a car? We walk everywhere. I walked to and from work every day back then. And I was about to walk home with 300+ giant, bright balloons. I was all in black, with my dark hair tied high, a tall drink of water wearing a black leather backpack and probably looking like the most insane renegade balloon assassin.

I had to stay in the middle of the sidewalk, because the total amount of balloons spread out so wide that if I had walked to either side, they’d impede upon buildings or the busy road. Several cars honked and waved. Several pedestrians stopped and just stared at me. A lot of people laughed. I held my head high and clomped on home.

Getting in the door was the trickiest part, and I think Stiffler nearly fainted when I was finally able to pop in with the balloons spilling everywhere. Stiffler was happily surprised, though, especially when imagining shy, paranoid me walking home with a bright red and pink beacon above my head.

We put the balloons in the bathroom (it has 20ft ceilings) and one by one, they lost their helium and slowly fell over the weeks, usually surprising us when we were on the toilet or in the shower.

So, once upon a time, on a Valentine’s Day not too long ago, I gave Stiffler the gift of Terrifying Pee-Pee Balloons.

If there’s one thing that makes for a memorable Valentine’s Day gift, it’s something that equal parts showy and embarrassing to the gifter. It was also intensely romantic and provided many terrifying showers. One of our bathroom windows still has the slight imprint of a heart-shaped balloon that stayed pressed up to it for, I kid you not, months.

I searched everywhere for photos of this ridiculous, amazing thing K did, but apparently 2011 might as well have been Oregon Trail Times as far as our current tech’s compatibility goes. I also couldn’t find a photo of the massive bathroom cluster, so you’ll have to enjoy a photo of a photo of the spillover balloons that wouldn’t fit with the rest of the balloons that made this story. This easily represents only one-fifth of what I was handed.

So meta.






what a dingus

Aug 8


Nebula dress

*Heavy breathing*

Aug 8



watch this whole thing please

jfc im laughing my ass off

Aug 6



"SERPENS" is a new Aromaleigh eyeshadow collection inspired by Dragon lore and mythology, which ended up being discussed in April’s Special Edition color suggestions. We’ve gotten a lot of requests to do a Game of Thrones inspired collection, but there are already many beautiful Game of Thrones inspired collections out there, so we thought we’d do something different but still touching upon a dragon theme. We love doing pop-culture inspired collections, but there’s an amazing world of history, lore, mythology and science out there that we want to explore with you!

The collection contains 20 shades, inspired by dragon and serpent mythology found all around the world, from a variety of continents, cultures and eras.

Order samples, full sizes or sets, HERE!

Have I posted the swatches I did of the ones I have yet? I can’t even remember? Shimchong, you guys.

Aug 5


there are people who’ve never heard of My Immortal

there are people who’ve never read My Immortal

there are people who didn’t make it all the way to the part where Dumbledore flies into the MCR concert wearing a pink robe with Avril Lavigne’s face on it

this is such an important part of life how could you just not know the gospel of ebony dark’ness dementia raven way

Aug 5

Omfg "talk about" is a lot cuter than ask me

  • 1: Talk about the first time you watched your favorite movie.
  • 2: Talk about your first kiss.
  • 3: Talk about the person you've had the most intense romantic feelings for.
  • 4: Talk about the thing you regret most so far.
  • 5: Talk about the best birthday you've had.
  • 6: Talk about the worst birthday you've had.
  • 7: Talk about your biggest insecurity.
  • 8: Talk about the thing you are most proud of.
  • 9: Talk about little things on your body that you like the most.
  • 10: Talk about the biggest fight you've ever had.
  • 11: Talk about the best dream you've ever had.
  • 12: Talk about the worst dream you've ever had.
  • 13: Talk about the first time you had sex/how you imagine your first time.
  • 14: Talk about a vacation.
  • 15: Talk about the time you were most content in life.
  • 16: Talk about the best party you've ever been to.
  • 17: Talk about someone you want to be friends with.
  • 18: Talk about something that happened in elementary school.
  • 19: Talk about something that happened in middle school.
  • 20: Talk about something that happened in high school.
  • 21: Talk about a time you had to turn someone down.
  • 22: Talk about your worst fear.
  • 23: Talk about a time someone turned you down.
  • 24: Talk about something someone told you that meant a lot.
  • 25: Talk about an ex-best friend.
  • 26: Talk about things you do when you're sick.
  • 27: Talk about your favorite part of someone else's body.
  • 28: Talk about your fetishes.
  • 29: Talk about what turns you on.
  • 30: Talk about what turns you off.
  • 31: Talk about what you think death is like.
  • 32: Talk about a place you remember from your childhood.
  • 33: Talk about what you do when you are sad.
  • 34: Talk about the worst physical pain you've endured.
  • 35: Talk about things you wish you could stop doing.
  • 36: Talk about your guilty pleasures.
  • 37: Talk about someone you thought you were in love with.
  • 38: Talk about songs that remind you of certain people.
  • 39: Talk about things you wish you'd known earlier.
  • 40: Talk about the end of something in your life.
Aug 5


Farmer plays Royals on trombone, cows gather

Aug 5




Cat gets comfy in box - Video

A box is a box, no matter how small.

box kitty’s disgruntled expression after other kitty passes by is killing me.