‘The grave of the Russian composer Alfred Schnittke in Novodevichye Cemetery in Moscow is surmounted by a stone on which is engraved a rest beneath a fermata with a triple forte noted at the bottom: A very, very loud extended silence.’
- John Biguenet, Silence (London: Bloomsbury, 2015), p.49.
More stories from hell (retail) today I was ringing up this lady and she goes oh I want to do part of this on a gift card and the rest on normal card and I go ok and then she hands me a folded piece of paper. I think oh OK it must be folded around the gift card, right? Wrong. It is a folded sheet of 8×11 printer paper with "$40" written on the inside in ballpoint pen. I go what is this. She says a gift card. I say this is not a gift card. She says yes it is. I say this is a piece of paper with "$40" written on it. She says "well it's a gift card." I say it absolutely is not. I am grinding my teeth. She says well I want to use it. I say you physically cannot do that bc it is a piece of paper. I cannot scan or swipe it. I apologize, as if this is my fault, and not because she is completely insane. I hate it here
you literally can’t convince me that Portal 2 isn’t literature. there’s heavy use of allegory and symbolism. there’s a ghost haunting the walls. two of the most interesting characters are women who barely speak. there’s allusions to greek mythology. there’s an arrogant man talking you to death. there’s classical music (briefly). it ponders what it means to be human and proposes that mankind’s hubris will lead to its downfall. the moon is there
and also its kinda extremely gay but in a repressed angsty way
hey so i actually drew stuff for once. please look.
(the one in the “people want me/ fish fear me” shirt/with the cat/covered in blood is my sdv oc, anex the Totally Normal Human Being,and the fully colored one is my main oc rainee!)
oh and the blood on the third one is A)because i SUCK at combat in sdv but LOVE the mines and B) a new technique I wanted to try for blood/any sort of splattered stuff