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    I was tagged by heavyarms59.  Anyway, since he made a douchey hijacked peeta joke, let me make up for it with answering this, um… Johanna style. (It’s me, but with a teeny bit more sass. Read: a lot.)

    Rules: Erase my answers and replace with your own. Then tag 10 people to do it to let them know you love them.

    Name: Stacey

    Nickname: My dad called me Stinky. honeylime08 calls me “Racy Stacey”.

    Birthday: Uh, no.

    Gender: I’m a chick through and through, doing girl-things is what I do.

    Sexuality: I’m all about the D. 

    Height: 5’1. Curvy.Voluptous. Rubenesque, even.

    Time Zone: Pacific. 

    What time and date is it there: Seriously? Look it up. I’m lucky know the 90 thousand things I am working on.

    Average hours of sleep I get each night: I like 8 ish. I used to need less, but kids really mess that up.

    The last thing I googled was: um…”Bamboo technique, persistent resistance”

    My most used phrase(s): Fuck

    First word that comes to mind: Fuck

    What I last said to a family member: I’m so sorry

    One place that makes me happy and why: I also like rain. The kitchen. I have a thing for grocery stores and find them soothing.

    How many blankets I sleep under: Two if you count the duvet.

    Favorite beverage(s): Huh. unsweetened iced tea.

    The last movie I watched in the cinema: Maze Runner

    Three things I can’t live without: Family — including the pooch, books, dessert

    Something I plan on learning: How to make really good croissants, How to deep throat with a really active gag reflex, I’d like to learn at least one more language in spite of my weird speech impediment, how to write and self-pub a novel

    A piece of advice for all my followers: You own you.

    You all have to listen to this song: My current playlist has a lot of Bryan McNight on it…so I’ll go with “Back at One” or “One More Try”. 

    My blog(s): This one, johannaismyspiritguide (for my story, GNO), snarktales (I haven’t posted there in a while, it’s like a PG 13 version of this one), and Peetaful, where I post (mostly NSFW) pics of guys who could be Peeta.

  2. Raked Leaves

    everlarkdrabbles:

    Drabble Prompt:  Everlark Drabble Challenge - freshly raked leaves

    Author:  sohypothetically (sohypothetically)

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  3. hellomelusine asked:

    Random but I thought you should know. There are two Scottish men visiting my work place today. They are not wearing kilts (which is a shame), but I could listen to them talk all day. Hope this isn't weird, sending this to you. I just thought with all of those men in kilt pics you might appreciate it ;)

    Awwwww, yes…. Cue the Scottish Barry White. 

    I’m not gonna lie: the accent is one of the reasons why I watch Agents of Shield. Same for Star Trek Star Trek. 

    I’d love to go there someday, because it is lovely. At the same time, they might have to issue an advisory to all of the guys on my trip itinerary path….

  4. popumpkinlouis:

    KILL MEEEE

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  6. lifeloveanddance asked:

    It is not SO me. I hate getting compliments. It's so embarrassing. lol.

    SO. IS. 

    You’re sweet and kind and a nice person.

    Suck it up, Buttercup!

  7. generalelectric:

    Meet the engine that can turn trash and other organic materials into power in our latest installment of GE Masterclass hosted by Baratunde Thurston. 

  8. marguerite26:

    kk-maker:

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    lohelim:

    winterthirst:

    sabacc:

    Steve Rogers did, in fact, realize that something was off when he saw the outline of the woman’s odd bra (a push-up bra, he would later learn), but being an officer and a gentleman, he said that it was the game that gave the future away.

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    No, see, this scene is just amazing. The costume department deserves so many kudos for this, it’s unreal, especially given the fact that they pulled off Peggy pretty much flawlessly.

    1) Her hair is completely wrong for the 40’s. No professional/working woman  would have her hair loose like that. Since they’re trying to pass this off as a military hospital, Steve would know that she would at least have her hair carefully pulled back, if maybe not in the elaborate coiffures that would have been popular.

    2) Her tie? Too wide, too long. That’s a man’s tie, not a woman’s. They did, however, get the knot correct as far as I can see - that looks like a Windsor.

    3) That. Bra. There is so much clashing between that bra and what Steve would expect (remember, he worked with a bunch of women for a long time) that it has to be intentional. She’s wearing a foam cup, which would have been unheard of back then. It’s also an exceptionally old or ill-fitting bra - why else can you see the tops of the cups? No woman would have been caught dead with misbehaving lingerie like that back then, and the soft satin cups of 40’s lingerie made it nearly impossible anyway. Her breasts are also sitting at a much lower angle than would be acceptable in the 40’s.

    Look at his eyes. He knows by the time he gets to her hair that something is very, very wrong.

    so what you are saying is S.H.E.I.L.D. has a super shitty costume division….

    Nope, Nick Fury totally did this on purpose.

    There’s no knowing what kind of condition Steve’s in, or what kind of person he really is, after decades of nostalgia blur the reality and the long years in the ice (after a plane crash and a shitload of radiation) do their work. (Pre-crash Steve is in lots of files, I’m sure. Nick Fury does not trust files.) So Fury instructs his people to build a stage, and makes sure that the right people put up some of the wrong cues.

    Maybe the real Steve’s a dick, or just an above-average jock; maybe he had a knack for hanging out with real talent. Maybe he hit his head too hard on the landing and he’s not gonna be Captain anymore. On the flipside, if he really is smart, then putting him in a standard, modern hospital room and telling him the truth is going to have him clamming up and refusing to believe a goddamn thing he hears for a really long time.

    The real question here is, how long it does it take for the man, the myth, the legend to notice? What does he do about it? How long does he wait to get his bearings, confirm his suspicions, and gather information before attempting busting out?

    Turns out the answer’s about forty-five seconds.

    Sometimes clever posts die a quiet death in the abyss of the unreblogged. Some clever posts get attention, get comments, get better. Then there’s this one which I’ve watched evolve into a thing of brilliance.

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