Sauntering Vaguely Downwards
"Buggre Alle This For A Larke"
Elsie. Londoner. I somehow became a Good Omens blog. But I also post Sherlock, Discworld, Cabin Pressure, Tim Minchin, Black Books, Whose Line, WtNV, stand-up comedy of all kinds and various other stuff. Come and talk to me! Looking for rp partners and anyone willing to listen to my feelings about Crowley and Aziraphale.
Formerly gallifrey-to-trenzalore.
Tracking the tag "ajcrawly"



My name is Janit, and I have just been diagnosed with a pretty heavy hitting terminal brain cancer called Grade III Anaplastic Oligodendroglioma. I had neurosurgery to remove the tumor, but it’s not treatable by that alone, and honestly, it doesn’t respond well to other treatments either. The battle is going to be long, hard and exhausting. The average life expectancy is 3 1/2 years. I do not have a good relationship with my family, mostly due to my queerness, and am very scared of having to go home to them for care and living the remaining life I have left in a hellhole. I cannot work and was denied disability, making a lot of things hard to pay for. I am asking you for help. Below is my GoFundMe account where you can donate money to help me with things like rent, food, medical care, and therapy. Anything and everything helps. I am already overwhelmed with the generosity that has been given to me, but the care I need is expensive. I am lost and doing the last thing I can think of, asking the universe to provide and hoping that it does. I am young, scared shitless and begging for your help. If you cannot donate, I would appreciate if you could give this a signal boost. Help in any and all forms is immensely appreciated. Thank you, thank you, thank you, from the bottom of my heart. Feel free to follow me and watch my story unfold. I love and need friends right now




So I just had the shit creeped out of me.

I’m not someone who believes in ghosts, but I was sitting in my room, alone and in the dark, and I heard the strings of my violin being softly plucked. 

My violin is hanging on the wall several feet away. 

So I gathered my courage, grabbed my phone, and used the camera light to investigate. 

And found this.


A goddamn spider was playing my violin. Not even joking. The little shit.

I think I’d have preferred a ghost….



1899 account of a “lady cyclist” who “used her fists in scientific fashion” on her harasser. https://pbs.twimg.com/media/BsQi252CIAAwvUJ.jpg

Noted for her athletic powers.



1899 account of a “lady cyclist” who “used her fists in scientific fashion” on her harasser. https://pbs.twimg.com/media/BsQi252CIAAwvUJ.jpg

Noted for her athletic powers.


"remember in 6th grade when you-"

"and remember when you-


Petition to make this a thing.


Petition to make this a thing.


Just a few of the mant gems I’ve encoutered in response to the newest… *pfft* 'threat'. 


July 12 in the Gaza Strip.

  #tw: war  


my favorite part of concerts is when the band plays a song everyone knows so everyone’s singing along all out of tune but then the singer stops singing and they point the mic at the crowd and u just hear everyone in the crowd singing the words to the music and u see the smiles on the band members’ faces bc they know people care about their music and everyone’s just so happy who cares about anything else

Female voters in the US have been called “soccer moms” and “security moms”. In 2004, single women were “Sex and the City voters”. Now – because apparently women can’t ever just be “citizens” or “voters”, or more likely because conservatives prefer to call us names instead of delving too deep into women’s issues – we are “Beyoncé voters”. Bow down, bitches.

Most single ladies would generally be thrilled with a comparison to Queen Bey in any way, shape or form, but the cutesy nicknames for politically-engaged women need to stop. Surely pundits and the political media culture can deal with the collective electoral power of the majority voting bloc in this country in some better way than symbolically calling us “sweetheart”, complete with head pat.
Jessica Valenti: Nick-naming women ‘Beyoncé voters’ is exactly why we don’t vote Republican (via gregferrell)


what if one day you were scrolling through your dashboard when you saw a picture that someone took of you doing something weird that you didnt know anybody saw you doing with like 20k notes 


im so fucking done


this is the face of a broken man


Don’t let the bad comments rip you to pieces by Zach King



psychiatrist-cannibal by day

pop-star singing sensation by night

hannibal montanibal 

aren’t we supposed to be a really dark and sophisticated fandom