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If Melisandre knows what’s good for her, she’ll bring Ygritte back too. Pray that to the Lord of Light.

HBD, America.

Something you can say to impress your friends. It goes like this: “Guys, did you know there are two different sub-categories of landscape painting?”

“Yeah, one’s called heroic landscape painting. Rich people of the time preferred these, as well as the French Academy. You know what we say today? Boh-ring!”

“The other one is called rural landscape painting. As you’d think, guys, more generic. It didn’t require the level of ‘finish’ the Academy preferred in its heroic landscapes, but could be a bit rougher. Think, like, yoga pants for chicks.”

Thank me later when you have everyone clamoring to hang out with you.

When you promise to work out this afternoon, but someone mentions tacos, so you wear something fancy to take away from your chin(s). This is by no stretch a hypothetical: I really have done nothing in the way of aerobic activity, but I just really want tacos. And donuts.

Caspar David Friedrich (an artist most famously known for his Wanderer work, seen here) presents us with another backside. This time, however, is a woman looking out her window, in what can only be assumed as plotting.

I too carefully observe people, but from the comfort of my bed via Venmo. Oh goodie, you shared beers yesterday? “🎉🚗➡️⚓️😍”?? 

Plotting.