“oh but your favorite shows are going to be delayed by the strikes” my favorite shows consistently get cancelled after 2 excellent seasons bc of the exploitive corporate greed that these strikes are fighting against
i learned that we domesticated the silk moth 5000 years ago for sericulture. They lost their ability to fly, lack fear of predators, & have lost native color pigments since camouflage is not useful as they only live in captivity. They’re entirely dependent on humans for survival, including finding a mate (x)
I like the idea of domestication of a bug. that’s neat
i learned that we domesticated the silk moth 5000 years ago for sericulture. They lost their ability to fly, lack fear of predators, & have lost native color pigments since camouflage is not useful as they only live in captivity. They’re entirely dependent on humans for survival, including finding a mate (x)
@chillisreal I think you’d enjoy this information maybe
“Nah see this? This ain’t cursed trust me I’m an expert on this, I know when things are actually cursed hmm though might be semi haunted. Theirs’s a big difference.”
“Cursed often means something that can never go away, or something that can impact your life in a certain way, say a curse of bad luck! Or a curse of stubbing your toe on every chair you walk near!”
“Haunted just means someones soul is trapped in an object, or robot untill they can finish their business on earth…”
“Yes the soul’s name is defiantly Jane Doe, died in what the 1940’s say’s her unfinished business is to open a pie shop named and I quote *Tasty Jane’s Coconut Meat Pies.*So if you want a soul free doll you could make her dream come true or whatever.”
being a manager sucks balls half the time but the cashier kids im in charge of trust me enough to dick around in front of me so ive been keeping a running list of the shit they say that makes me laugh randomly: -“guys, is it cheating if you play fortnite with your ex” [4 seperate others, immediately]: “YES” -“there must be like… infinite sentences” -“bro what bro what the fuck bro what’s that mean bro why’d you say that bro what” <distraught response to a girl randomly greeting him with ‘hey there big boy’ in an old timey transatlantic news reporter accent
[a ticket reads that a customer wants their burger cut in half]
-“What the hell why are they so picky??? That’s like for kids. That’s like something my DAD would– wait i don’t have a dad– that’s like something my MOM would do”
-“BRO WHY ARE YOU CUSSING ME OUT IN SPANISH???” for some reason shouted so loudly that customers still in line all start laughing
-i open the restaurant and notice the kitchen is still kind of dirty and try to glean who closed last night, and i overhear two of the boys talking about yesterdaay
me: “so, you helped in the kitchen last night?”
IMMEDIATELY: “IT WASNT ME I JUST DID THE FRYERS LAST NIGHT”
me: “I DIDNT EVEN SAY ANYTHING YET”
i accidentally tripped over a gas line while trying to clean behind the stove and made a loud fear noise and the kid helping me clean the kitchen goes “dude your screams scare me. They remind me of when i accidentally step on my dog’s tail”
the Real Adult in charge went to go give someone a break in another store and I’m chilling in ours for a bit and 5 mins one of the girls rushes up to me like “DID YOU KNOW WE HAVE AN ATTIC?”
I did. I have never seen the attic so I go check it out and there’s already like three of them up there
me: the fuck are you guys doing???
clerk: they wanna do the grimace challenge up there
one of them has never heard of vampires
update about this one because another coworker wouldnt let it go: he insists he’s Heard of them but thought they were, quote, “like, really big bats”
Clerk 1: dude don’t mix that isn’t it like toxic? What are the chemicals you’re not supposed to mix–
me: WHAT’S IN THE SINK.
Clerk 2: We’re trying to clean the sink
me: Which cleaners did you MIX
Clerk 3: All of it
me: DRAIN IT.
[one brief emergency explanation about never mixing cleaners and what mustard gas is]
Clerk 1: oh yeah didn’t they use that during like world war two
Me: yeah man it’s like, a war crime now. It’s just such a horrible way to die that we can’t use it anymore
Clerk 2: wait fr???
Clerk 3: ohh. What about opium?
Me: …what?
Clerk 3: like the opium war.
Me:
[one brief emergency explanation about what the opium war was later]
Explained to the two boys helping me in the kitchen why we submerge our lettuce at night to help it keep. They proceed to have a conversation where one is absolutely messing with the other by trying to convince him that both lettuce and reptiles are living things that need to be soaked to survive, and are therefore related. he speaks with so much conviction and just keeps doubling down and the other one just gets increasingly angrier and I’m just trying not to crack up over the fryers
and then the exasperated kid whirls around at me and goes “IS LETTUCE REPTILES???” and I lose my fucking mind
I run this place with one other person who i Do Not Like and the kids are well aware of our stupid restaurant manager beef and love to gossip
They keep moving shit to inconvenient locations and I hate it and keep having to move shit back, then once on my day off they decided to call in help and move my Entire Fucking Kitchen around and I was real fucking pressed about it for like the rest of the week (put off opening the next morning to move all the big ass machines and fryers back my damned self to establish territory or whatever)
A week later one of the really sweet girls who helps me in the kitchen goes “hey I have a confession. me and (other kid) were there while they were moving your kitchen and we knew you’d hate it. I was going to say something”
“Oh no worries, it’s not really your responsibility to go between us like that”
“no no, I was going to tell her to at least ask you about it first but then I was like 'hmmm….let’s see how this plays out’. for the drama.”
“…ok I guess I should probably be mad but that’s actually really fucking funny”
being a manager sucks balls half the time but the cashier kids im in charge of trust me enough to dick around in front of me so ive been keeping a running list of the shit they say that makes me laugh randomly: -“guys, is it cheating if you play fortnite with your ex” [4 seperate others, immediately]: “YES” -“there must be like… infinite sentences” -“bro what bro what the fuck bro what’s that mean bro why’d you say that bro what” <distraught response to a girl randomly greeting him with ‘hey there big boy’ in an old timey transatlantic news reporter accent
[a ticket reads that a customer wants their burger cut in half]
-“What the hell why are they so picky??? That’s like for kids. That’s like something my DAD would– wait i don’t have a dad– that’s like something my MOM would do”
-“BRO WHY ARE YOU CUSSING ME OUT IN SPANISH???” for some reason shouted so loudly that customers still in line all start laughing
-i open the restaurant and notice the kitchen is still kind of dirty and try to glean who closed last night, and i overhear two of the boys talking about yesterdaay
me: “so, you helped in the kitchen last night?”
IMMEDIATELY: “IT WASNT ME I JUST DID THE FRYERS LAST NIGHT”
me: “I DIDNT EVEN SAY ANYTHING YET”
i accidentally tripped over a gas line while trying to clean behind the stove and made a loud fear noise and the kid helping me clean the kitchen goes “dude your screams scare me. They remind me of when i accidentally step on my dog’s tail”
the Real Adult in charge went to go give someone a break in another store and I’m chilling in ours for a bit and 5 mins one of the girls rushes up to me like “DID YOU KNOW WE HAVE AN ATTIC?”
I did. I have never seen the attic so I go check it out and there’s already like three of them up there
me: the fuck are you guys doing???
clerk: they wanna do the grimace challenge up there
one of them has never heard of vampires
update about this one because another coworker wouldnt let it go: he insists he’s Heard of them but thought they were, quote, “like, really big bats”
Clerk 1: dude don’t mix that isn’t it like toxic? What are the chemicals you’re not supposed to mix–
me: WHAT’S IN THE SINK.
Clerk 2: We’re trying to clean the sink
me: Which cleaners did you MIX
Clerk 3: All of it
me: DRAIN IT.
[one brief emergency explanation about never mixing cleaners and what mustard gas is]
Clerk 1: oh yeah didn’t they use that during like world war two
Me: yeah man it’s like, a war crime now. It’s just such a horrible way to die that we can’t use it anymore
Clerk 2: wait fr???
Clerk 3: ohh. What about opium?
Me: …what?
Clerk 3: like the opium war.
Me:
[one brief emergency explanation about what the opium war was later]
Explained to the two boys helping me in the kitchen why we submerge our lettuce at night to help it keep. They proceed to have a conversation where one is absolutely messing with the other by trying to convince him that both lettuce and reptiles are living things that need to be soaked to survive, and are therefore related. he speaks with so much conviction and just keeps doubling down and the other one just gets increasingly angrier and I’m just trying not to crack up over the fryers
and then the exasperated kid whirls around at me and goes “IS LETTUCE REPTILES???” and I lose my fucking mind
I run this place with one other person who i Do Not Like and the kids are well aware of our stupid restaurant manager beef and love to gossip
They keep moving shit to inconvenient locations and I hate it and keep having to move shit back, then once on my day off they decided to call in help and move my Entire Fucking Kitchen around and I was real fucking pressed about it for like the rest of the week (put off opening the next morning to move all the big ass machines and fryers back my damned self to establish territory or whatever)
A week later one of the really sweet girls who helps me in the kitchen goes “hey I have a confession. me and (other kid) were there while they were moving your kitchen and we knew you’d hate it. I was going to say something”
“Oh no worries, it’s not really your responsibility to go between us like that”
“no no, I was going to tell her to at least ask you about it first but then I was like 'hmmm….let’s see how this plays out’. for the drama.”
“…ok I guess I should probably be mad but that’s actually really fucking funny”
being a manager sucks balls half the time but the cashier kids im in charge of trust me enough to dick around in front of me so ive been keeping a running list of the shit they say that makes me laugh randomly: -“guys, is it cheating if you play fortnite with your ex” [4 seperate others, immediately]: “YES” -“there must be like… infinite sentences” -“bro what bro what the fuck bro what’s that mean bro why’d you say that bro what” <distraught response to a girl randomly greeting him with ‘hey there big boy’ in an old timey transatlantic news reporter accent
[a ticket reads that a customer wants their burger cut in half]
-“What the hell why are they so picky??? That’s like for kids. That’s like something my DAD would– wait i don’t have a dad– that’s like something my MOM would do”
-“BRO WHY ARE YOU CUSSING ME OUT IN SPANISH???” for some reason shouted so loudly that customers still in line all start laughing
-i open the restaurant and notice the kitchen is still kind of dirty and try to glean who closed last night, and i overhear two of the boys talking about yesterdaay
me: “so, you helped in the kitchen last night?”
IMMEDIATELY: “IT WASNT ME I JUST DID THE FRYERS LAST NIGHT”
me: “I DIDNT EVEN SAY ANYTHING YET”
i accidentally tripped over a gas line while trying to clean behind the stove and made a loud fear noise and the kid helping me clean the kitchen goes “dude your screams scare me. They remind me of when i accidentally step on my dog’s tail”
the Real Adult in charge went to go give someone a break in another store and I’m chilling in ours for a bit and 5 mins one of the girls rushes up to me like “DID YOU KNOW WE HAVE AN ATTIC?”
I did. I have never seen the attic so I go check it out and there’s already like three of them up there
me: the fuck are you guys doing???
clerk: they wanna do the grimace challenge up there
one of them has never heard of vampires
update about this one because another coworker wouldnt let it go: he insists he’s Heard of them but thought they were, quote, “like, really big bats”
Clerk 1: dude don’t mix that isn’t it like toxic? What are the chemicals you’re not supposed to mix–
me: WHAT’S IN THE SINK.
Clerk 2: We’re trying to clean the sink
me: Which cleaners did you MIX
Clerk 3: All of it
me: DRAIN IT.
[one brief emergency explanation about never mixing cleaners and what mustard gas is]
Clerk 1: oh yeah didn’t they use that during like world war two
Me: yeah man it’s like, a war crime now. It’s just such a horrible way to die that we can’t use it anymore
Clerk 2: wait fr???
Clerk 3: ohh. What about opium?
Me: …what?
Clerk 3: like the opium war.
Me:
[one brief emergency explanation about what the opium war was later]
Explained to the two boys helping me in the kitchen why we submerge our lettuce at night to help it keep. They proceed to have a conversation where one is absolutely messing with the other by trying to convince him that both lettuce and reptiles are living things that need to be soaked to survive, and are therefore related. he speaks with so much conviction and just keeps doubling down and the other one just gets increasingly angrier and I’m just trying not to crack up over the fryers
and then the exasperated kid whirls around at me and goes “IS LETTUCE REPTILES???” and I lose my fucking mind
I run this place with one other person who i Do Not Like and the kids are well aware of our stupid restaurant manager beef and love to gossip
They keep moving shit to inconvenient locations and I hate it and keep having to move shit back, then once on my day off they decided to call in help and move my Entire Fucking Kitchen around and I was real fucking pressed about it for like the rest of the week (put off opening the next morning to move all the big ass machines and fryers back my damned self to establish territory or whatever)
A week later one of the really sweet girls who helps me in the kitchen goes “hey I have a confession. me and (other kid) were there while they were moving your kitchen and we knew you’d hate it. I was going to say something”
“Oh no worries, it’s not really your responsibility to go between us like that”
“no no, I was going to tell her to at least ask you about it first but then I was like 'hmmm….let’s see how this plays out’. for the drama.”
“…ok I guess I should probably be mad but that’s actually really fucking funny”
unmedicated artist with adhd drawing until overstimulated because their favorite media is making them hyperfixate too much that they have barely done anything but look at their favorite media and doodle
As someone who’s spent half her life in the Gaming and Entertainment industries, let me tell you how FUCKED everything is.
For context, I’m a 34 year old trans woman who spent the last SEVENTEEN YEARS of my life in these industries. So half my life has been in this.
I’m currently 9 months out of work after being laid off from a huge well known company due to them “selling off half the company’s outside studios so the core company could invest in NFTs and Blockchain.”
Unemployment has fully run out for me at this point and I’m struggling.
This is not new. I’m not the only one. And what’s more is that it’s been happening to gaming and entertainment studios for years and it continues to get worse.
Day after day, week after week, month after month I’ve seen studios both big and small laying off workers and then announcing “AI! NFTS! BLOCKCHAIN!” shit constantly.
These companies have posted record profits and then have used those profits to… cut their staff and pay their execs more.
All the while they pretend to still be “FOR THE FANS” and as more of the workers unionize and try to band together shun those workers saying “HOW COULD YOU!? THE FANS WANT THEIR CONTENT!” as if the content is worth people’s lives and livelihood.
The biggest thing we, as workers, are fighting for is FAIR PAY and to not have our works or voices used for AI!
And these studios keep saying NO, and then making it impossible for us to work or live.
The studio heads have purposely stonewalled talks and contact deals because they KNOW we are all underpaid and want to WAIT US OUT until we are SO POOR we HAVE to make a deal.
So if you continue to see my post (and posts from others like me) saying “Hey, I’m still out for work, if you have some spare money I’d really appreciate it” - please consider helping us out.
We want to get back to work and they won’t let us without us selling away our souls.
Why don’t you want consumers to boycott, again? Kinda seems like we should.
Hi! Great question!
Here’s the answer:
Because the stuff you’re seeing release NOW? Movies, games, TV shows, etc?
Yeah, that was done by people. Real people. Who worked very hard to put that in front of you.
Boycotting, at the moment, only shows the execs that “okay, the people don’t want THIS CONTENT THAT WAS CREATED BY HUMANS! So we should double down on this AI, NFT, Blockchain shit!”
Any (major) content that is attempted to be made in full (or in major part) by AI or what have you, is far off.
As of now, the AI stuff you’ll see will mostly be used to do promotional stuff (see VO for movie trailers, which is already happening and easy for them to do).
Companies will use any excuse they can to “learn the wrong lesson” if it’ll save them money that they can immediately put into a CEO or board member’s pocket.
I understand. I really do, but knowing that these same human creators aren’t actually getting any of that money doesn’t sit well. At least, not for me.
This hurts my heart.
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Do you think we ever did?
We never see any of that money anyway.
Do you think if a game or movie or TV show does well that we get paid more because it succeeded?
Because we never did.
If it hurts your heart to know we aren’t being treated well right now, it should hurt more to know we never get the benefits of anything we do that succeeds and only get the ramifications of if something fails.
The companies have always pocketed the profits and paid their laborers as little as possible.
So, again, if it hurts you to hear that… imagine how much it hurts US.
Which means you should listen to us when we say “This Is What You Should Do, As Fans, While We Are On Strike!”
If a time comes where we say “please boycott these projects/companies” then do so, but until then… please support our work to show that you care about what we do.
And if you see anyone, like me, asking for financial help to get us by until the strike is over? Donate what you can or share those posts asking for help.
put spikes on your wheelchair’s handles. wrap barbed wire around your cane or crutch so it’ll hurt like a motherfucker if someone kicks or grabs it from under your hand. wear a personal alarm and pull the pin every time someone moves you without your consent, leans on your chair, takes a seat on your rollator, taps your hearing aid, steals your AAC device. scream for help when you’re abducted. wail like you’re in agony when people trip you up or knock into you. take pepper spray to the grocery store. take a knife to the club. leave cards that say “fuck you” under the wipers of inconsiderately parked cars and scratch access codes for bathrooms on the outside of the door. we are not begging for mercy, we’re fighting dirty. we have to.
someone grabbed my wheelchair today and then shouted “ouch! there’s spikes!”
YEAH!! GET FUCKED !!!!!!
I witnesses someone trying to shove a wheelchair user because they felt the wheelchair wasn’t going fast enough, I guess. Not even a second later, this asshole is screaming in pain because the handles had razor wire on them the back of the wheelchair had a sign saying “do not touch.”
NGL, I was laughing and gave the wheelchair user a nod. They just kept on going after a nod and wink at me. Fucking amazing.
When I was in hs, I had to use crutches a few times. Classmates though it was funny to kick them while I’m standing. Soooo I glues nails on the bottom 18 inches or so. Two students screaming and yelling resulted in no one kicking them again.
Do not fuck with mobility devices. They are an extension of our body. If you decide to violate our boundaries, be prepared for retaliation, much like if someone shoved or pushed you. Keep yourself to yourself.
One thing I urge adults to unlearn is the stigma surrounding forgetfulness.
Perfect memory retention is rare. A faulty memory can be the result a host of mental illnesses, from ADHD to PTSD. It’s not a sign that someone wasn’t listening. I have a friend that has a four year gap in her memory due to trauma. I have another with poor short term memory retention because that’s one of their autism symptoms.
Your brain can also trick you into misremembering things. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve remembered putting my keys somewhere and unearthed them in a completely different place. I have to remind myself what my birth date is because I said it wrong once and now the wrong date is in my memory forever. I have to come up with mnemonics for birthdays, anniversaries, and events because my brain doesn’t do numbers for some reason.
I see people bicker about forgetting a person’s favorite food or what their mothers favorite color. I think it’s important to forgive people who forget easily.
Tumblr: No NSFW! You know how it is we banned it because of the bots in 2018!
Also tumblr:
lmao
You know how it is then, folks!
just report these “tumblr users” who do tumblr live for mature content, if you flag them enough they will do new regulations because staff is frankly annoyed by us.
Tumblr doesn’t actually do anything with live. It’s third party
She’s been defending the Earth since the early 90s and she’s very tired.
My name is Tominaga Haruka. I was chosen by a magical talking animal, and for the last 29 years I’ve been Earth’s one and only… Wonder-Sparkle Princess.
she’s been fighting the same villains for three decades and they are also tired of it. Most of them aren’t giving it their all. Half of them are in a groupchat they’ve added her to where they schedule their evil plans to make sure they don’t interfere with each other, or more importantly, with *her*
Xalkrax the space demon from outer space decided to attack the city when she was taking her vacation time once, and now he’s dead, because even the power of friendship and redemption can’t save you if you interrupt her rare vacations
Demon Queen Eluria: Gonna fill the city people’s hearts with hatred on thursday to cause mayhem and discord.
Wonder-Sparkle Princess: Can’t, got a PTA meeting.
Demon Queen Eluria: Friday?
Wonder-Sparkle Princess: A birthday party.
Demon Queen Eluria: Damn. How about I fill just the mayor’s heart with hatred then?
Wonder-Sparkle Princess: That’d be redundant, lol. Maybe fill his heart with a desire to fix the fucking potholes?!
Demon Queen Eluria: LMFAO love you, bitch. Stay strong.
Wonder-Sparkle Princess: You too, gurl. How’s the husband? Still dead?
Demon Queen Eluria: Yep. Thanks for that, btw.
Wonder-Sparkle Princess: Don’t mess with my time off :p
Why are people tagging this ’#wonder sparkle princess’ like that’s a thing and not a name I made up exclusively for this post?
Congratulations on inventing a new tumblr deity!!
She isn’t 29 years old. She’s been a magical girl for 29 years. If she started at 14 (typical magical girl protagonist age) then she’d be 43.
I feel so… down whenever I want to watch queer or trans videos because I know in the back of my mind that none of the current large queer content creators’ content or community is safe for people like me, intersex people.
I love their work otherwise, but it hurts badly to hear them toss around casual intersexism in their videos constantly when discussing queer and trans issues and nobody ever mentions it.
And because these are large, popular creators, nobody has ever listened when I’ve tried to ask they adjust their language. My dms go ignored or unseen and my public comments get drowned out by fans defending their intersexist comments. It’s emotionally draining and exhausting, I just want to be included in my own community.
Genuinely asking if you are comfortable sharing, but what are some examples of “casual intersexism”? I’m honestly less read up on it than I should as someone who is intersex. Feel free to ignore this though should you not feel like it or anything.
Stripping our intersex status when it fits an argument, ex. “Cis kids get put on hormones no problem while trans kids are denied them” (While they ignore that these are intersex children forced onto hormones)
Using us when it does fit an argument, but ignoring us entirely outside of that context, ex. Using intersex people existing to validate trans people existing, but never doing any sort of intersex advocacy unless it directly benefits/includes trans people as well
Erasing intersex issues while attempting to argue trans rights, ex. “No child is getting forced sex changes, that’s not a thing that happens” (It doesn’t happen to trans people, but happens all the time to intersex people)
Saying that sex is binary but gender isn’t (Neither of them are binary)
Reducing intersex people down to cis people with disorders, ex. “Cis people without uteruses” or “Cis people with gynecomastia”
In addition to the above point, generally acting as if intersex people are not oppressed or as though we have it better than trans people do, often by calling us cis and disordered rather than intersex, ex. “Cis women with high testosterone levels are allowed in sports but trans people aren’t” (Which is not even really a true statement) or by wishing that they were intersex or openly admitting to calling themselves intersex in their personal life in an attempt to avoid discrimination
Casual use of the word “Hermaphrodite”
Calling intersex animals trans/nonbinary
Ignoring blatant intersexism, never calling it out
Calling bills/laws or other issues which directly impact intersex people “trans bills” instead of “trans and intersex bills”, such as the recent Kansas bill directly targeting intersex people being called a “trans bill” - making these bills aiming to exterminate intersex people solely about trans people and ignoring the bills’ direct attack on intersex people
When these issues are brought up, saying that intersex people are “just caught in the crossfire/unfortunately affected by mistake but not intentionally, it’s about trans people not intersex people”
Saying that intersex people are not LGBT/queer (Not all intersex people identify as queer, but we have always been part of queer community and should not be pushed out)
Reducing intersex people down to a statistic
Common misinformation, such as saying that being intersex means “being born with both parts”
Using afab and amab as equal to “perisex female” and “perisex male”, ex. Talking as if all afabs are born with the same hormonal, genetic, or reproductive profiles
Man made crystals are so cool it’s so sad everyone who likes rocks is out for blood if you post man made crystals. I love you opalite I love you lab created opal I love you bismuth I love you HTA citrine I love you goldstone
Me: *Removes my cat from my lap to do something else.*
My cat: Father is…evil? Father is unyielding? Father is incapable of love? I am running away. I am packing my little rucksack and going out to explore the world as a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in this household.
The spiritual successor to Miette
Might I also add
May i add the piece from artist Verbal Vomit
Glad to see we’re all in agreement that cats talk like disparaged victorian children
I am so incredibly glad we finally moved on from “i can has”. Cats are clearly smart enough for advanced sentence structure and dumb enough to draw entirely incorrect conclusions about what they’re talking about.
My cat, banging the cabnet door over and over and over: bang bang bang
Me: you will not earn what you desire by banging the cabinet door.
My cat: This is a test of wills, is it not? We shall see if your ability to put up with my incessant banging outlasts my eternal lust for snackie treats. Years of conditioning have hardened me for this purpose. bang bang bang
Me: ksst!
My cat, throwing herself to the ground like she’s been shot: Oh! Oh I have been assailed in my own home! Have mercy, have pity! Surely in the cruel darkness of your heart there is some mote of goodness that might stay your hand! Do not strike me, I pray you!
Me: ok
My cat, after waiting about 3 minutes: bang bang bang
Remember that “three items from the store to make the cashier most uncomfortable” meme? Apparently I accidentally found a winning combo tonight at the corner store, one of the usual clerks shot me a really weird look when I was checking out with these
enough toxic masculinity I’m ready for salubrious mexicanity. I’m ready for a social movement that encourages (esp straight, cis) men to indulge in things that make them more joyful, emotionally healthy, and help them strengthen not core muscles but core compassionate communication skills.
I cannot stress enough that I have a minor speech impediment and voice-to-text decided it was more likely that I said “mexicanity” than “masculinity.” I was not in fact alluding to the potential healing benefits of being Mexican. I am however perfectly content with this post being about that instead.
many thanks to those who thought this post was about gomez addams. from this moment forward, tis
thinking about that time in math class when the teacher was explaining what a vector is and some girl went “omg just like the guy from despicable me!!”
im gonna start inventing christian accelerationism. communism hasnt been successful yet bc the king of kings hasnt occupied jerusalem yet
I’d love to see just a list of novel schisms and heresies you could come up with. Just a big list of interesting and fun new ideological and theological stances that didn’t exist before. How bored does one have to become to contemplate a Grind Culture Panentheism or some shit
those excommunicated by the pope should be considered as living saints by antisedevacantists
entomologists are the most fucking wild people ive ever met
i pointed out a cool wasp to one and she just picked it up with her bare hands and started showing me different features she was using to identify the species
on a walk with another one he just paused, turned, violently shoved his hand into some rotting wood and offered me a tunnel web spider like oh okay i guess-
when i was in college i did larp shit and one of the guys in the group was an entomology student and i once watched him drop directly to a plank position in the middle of a swordfight to look at a moth on the ground
horse standing in a blue backyard pool in front of what appears to be the letter d from the famous hollywood sign there is a whitish dog atop its back the dog is wearing sunglasses this image is disorienting and rather confusing to the average viewer and leaves much to think about and ponder
may i take solace in my complete and total refusal to use or recognize or commend tiktok for anything ever despite it’s overwhelming mainstream presence on all fronts. i enjoy being completely clueless when a bunch early 20-somethings ooze in from the aether with brand new discourse and necessitated slang terms for things that tiktok automatically censors
“why is the tiktok hands guy in fucking fortnite” i ask, to which many roll their eyes at me and say “duh idiot he has nearly 200 million followers” to which i respond “what”
i regularly forget that tiktok even *is* fundamentally unavoidably mainstream because i still dismiss it as caustic and destructive brain poison and i wish more people would do the same
