Underpinnings

A blog to reveal the inner workings of my brain. This tumblr will be filled with my work as well as my inspirations, hobbies, and interests.
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ironcageskirt:

Friday, courier doesn’t show up. Call the booking agent a bit before five to find out why … “we’ll call you back.” Never hear back. Call again, “we’ll let you know on Monday what happened. He’ll be there.”

Monday, call the booking agent a bit past midday to find out why they didn’t call me back and why the courier still hasn’t show up. “Oh, someone’s reporting on that. Let me check.” Waiting. Waiting. “The courier wasn’t happy with the number of parcels to be collected, and the company backed him up saying they don’t provide freight services. Shall we book you with someone else to collect tomorrow?” Fine. Whatever. Do that. Check company’s website. They do offer freight services. Their courier is just being a dick.

Tuesday, spend morning applying NEW labels to boxes after removing OLD labels from boxes. Wait all day. Sick as a fucking dog with an ear infection. 4:28 and courier still hasn’t arrived.

I swear to fucking God. This is some serious bullshit. These boxes should have been out of here last week.

SO IT GETS BETTER. They gave the courier today the wrong address, he found us completely by chance, and they gave him the wrong weight. They told him the total weight was 24kg. 

THE HEAVIEST BOX IS 24KG. I opened the garage and he looked ready to die. 

His truck was already over weight, so he called his bosses and they said they couldn’t get a larger truck out until tomorrow. So fuck it. Booking cancelled. Hiring a moving van.

Friday, courier doesn’t show up. Call the booking agent a bit before five to find out why … “we’ll call you back.” Never hear back. Call again, “we’ll let you know on Monday what happened. He’ll be there.”

Monday, call the booking agent a bit past midday to find out why they didn’t call me back and why the courier still hasn’t show up. “Oh, someone’s reporting on that. Let me check.” Waiting. Waiting. “The courier wasn’t happy with the number of parcels to be collected, and the company backed him up saying they don’t provide freight services. Shall we book you with someone else to collect tomorrow?” Fine. Whatever. Do that. Check company’s website. They do offer freight services. Their courier is just being a dick.

Tuesday, spend morning applying NEW labels to boxes after removing OLD labels from boxes. Wait all day. Sick as a fucking dog with an ear infection. 4:28 and courier still hasn’t arrived.

I swear to fucking God. This is some serious bullshit. These boxes should have been out of here last week.

ceallaig1:

ghoulnextdoor:

Firebird  - Works - Rob Goodwin

Headpieces and other costume accessories designed by Rob Goodwin for the English National Ballet’s new production of Stravinsky’s Firebird - performed at the London Coliseum in March 2012 as part of their ‘Beyond Ballets Russes’ programme. The ballet was choreographed by George Williamson with designs by David Bamber - who is Design Director at Tom Ford. Photography: Diego Indraccolo - Ballerina: Ksenia Ovsyanick

She is living, breathing artwork!

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dorobozaru:

Kimono de Jack 3rd anniversary at Fushimi Inari Taisha. This was my second time at a jack. I was given sake and asked to pose in so any photos. It was a beautiful day! I’m looking forward to the 4th anniversary!

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"Rub my belly, I dare you."

syaoran-li:

ohnoraptors:

【速報】figma新作、木之本桜の原型を大公開っ!

this looks incredibly beautiful and I will be ordering one the moment it comes out.

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odins-one-eyed-fuck:

isthisusernametakenyet:

I support Farming.

In fact, you could call me

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WOW

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Verdandi got her stitches out today, so she’s allowed to roam free through the house once more. 

Freyja, who has cried outside of the en suite door for days, keeps swatting Verdandi any time she comes close.

Freyja. Verdandi just wants to cuddle with you. You acted so mopey and lonely while she was in confinement. Stop being such a tsundere bitch.