imaginary circus

Writer, fangirl, bon vivant. My interests are all over the map. I love good stories however they come packaged.

Liker of coffee and words. Occasionally cranky. tumblr elderly. I apologize in advance for my tags.


"what are you going to do with a degree in english?" /offended by your tone, pablo neruda descends from the heavens/ /with a few lines of poetry, he seduces your girlfriend/ /then there is a flash of light and the strumming of a thousand acoustic guitars/ /pablo is gone/


Pablo Picasso kissing Pablo Neruda.

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When I was little my grandmother used to take me on car trips. Sometimes she’d suggest playing a game. Often it was “I Spy…” or “I’m going on a picnic… ” but sometimes it was Quaker Meeting. Quaker Meeting is a way to tell someone to be quiet with a cute-sie rhyme. 

Quaker Meeting has begun.
No more laughing. No more fun.
Laughing counts and can’t be done.
Quaker Meeting has begun.

So long story short on car trips I use to imagine spilling hot tea on the Quaker Oats guy. I still feel like he is smirking at me whenever I see his stupid oatmeal.

I had six hours of meetings AND returned the $76 worth of tea towels I accidentally bought last month. So it’s been a good day?


Oh, that’s nice. They named a frappe after Harry and Hermione.

Reader, I married him.

It’s amazing the difference a shower, a walk, a good latte, and a scone can make sometimes.



I’m Adam.

-And I’m Emily.

We make “funny videos” on the Internet.

-But soon, we might not be able to.

That’s because…


…net neutrality is in jeopardy. Net Neutrality is the principle that says ISPs can’t discriminate between different types of traffic.

That means that…


…whether you’re a bedroom music producer, a couple on an amateur porn site, or just someone with a start up idea - you get access to the same users as Netflix, Facebook or Amazon. On the Internet, anyone can succeed.




…America’s ISPs wanna set up a pay-for-play system where rich companies pay extra to get to those users first.

If this happens…


…instead of a wonderful playground if innovation that it is now, the Internet will become like cable TV where you can only get stuff that’s been pre-approved by a bunch of old rich guys.

Ten years from now…


…your Internet bill could be a bigger “fustercluck” than your cable bill.

Now, you might be thinking…


…isn’t the government supposed to protect me from fragrant doucheholery like this?



…the former chairman of the FCC (government agency that’s SUPPOSED to protect you) is now the cable industry’s head lobbyist. And another former cable industry lobbyist is now the CURRENT head of the FCC.



…we can’t trust the FCC to make the right decision on their own. That’s why WE need to protect the Internet we love. The chaotic, AWESOME, often quite weird, place where literally everyone’s voice can be heard.

In a few months…


…the FCC will approve this festering soal of proposal unless we speak up. The Internet is one of the few places where human voices speak louder than money. So while that’s still the case, let’s use those voices. Go to DEARFCC.ORG and tell them to protect Net Neutrality. Thanks for doing your part to protect the Internet.


Contact FCC at

IF DEARFCC.ORG IS DOWN, simply go to good old

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This will affect you if you use the internet even if you do not live in the United States. Do you talk to people in the US? Do you use sites based in the US? Do you watch content originating here? I’m going to go out on a limb and guess that at least one of these is true if you do not live in the US.

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you are acute coffee pie

you are narrow, scalding and irrational

you are less than a steaming cup of transcendence

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“Are you planning to follow a career in Magical Law, Miss Granger?” asked Scrimgeour.
“No, I’m not,” retorted Hermione. “I’m hoping to do some good in the world” 

Happy 35th Birthday, Hermione Jean Granger! (September 19th, 1979) 

I haven’t seen this photo set in ages. And it’s giving me thoughts. Like Hermione woke up this morning in 2014 to find both her children sitting at the foot of her bed like puppies. They had gifts and piled them on her the moment they noticed her eyes were open. Then the hugging started. Her children are prime huggers. Thankfully Ron shuffled in with a lovely, hot cup of tea and pried the children away so she could drink it. Rose and Hugo had a competition to see who can wish mum a happy birthday the most.

Ron was on the verge of removing them from the room so their mother can retain her hearing until she’s at least 40. But Hermione stopped him. She doesn’t say so, but she has only two more birthdays that can be like this and she’s going to enjoy every loud, silly moment.

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what if instead of obsessing over musicians and actors, we stalked scientists and we knew all their names and faces and ran screaming after them in the street begging for an autograph and practiced physics and chemistry hoping to impress our crushes

Who says








do that already?


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I forgot you could tell a story this way.

I have fairly severe and squirrelly ADD, but I have rules for coping. My keys go on a hook by the door. I always know where they are. Otherwise I will look for 30 mins and find them somewhere improbable like the fridge.

I can tell you right now that they are in my purse, which is not the same bag I drag my daily stuff around in. And I am outside my apartment. So. Counting my blessings. I have my phone and my wallet. I’m going to go buy a notebook and write the old fashioned way. Until David gets out of his mtg at 5.

A beer made from failed capitalist dreams and the tears of the privileged. Finally. Bitter American Ale



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Now, would you like some Pumpkin Pie? 



Oh… you did.

OK. Between Ivy’s post and the Pumpkin Pie reference and having just had dinner with Flourish and Ladyofthelog and Purekathryn—I am confused. What year is this?