Just here to remind you all that llamas are cool and smart but that they are NOT taking over the world. They are just sitting there, waiting, do not be concerned, you will be ok. :)
Shut it u smug animal I got a baby shower coming up and I am NOT going to settle for a cotton blend synthetic fiberrrr!!
Feel free to add more charitable organizations below! Oh and one more thing: DO NOT HARASS THE KIDS CAST ON THAT SHOW, or you’re equally as bad as Jowling-Knowling-Rowling.
its crazy how teeth problems can fucking kill you and not only are dental services not free they cost a ludicrous amount and require an entirely different type of insurance than the rest of ur body. aside from the eyes, of course, which need a third type of insurance. What are we even doing man
Hi what the hell is ur problem. people who can’t afford dental care are supposed to afford international moving costs? not to mention securing housing and a job in another country. no but ur right, it’s just a choice to die of tooth infection becoming sepsis.
Sometimes I forget how alien the world used to be. How our earth used to be entirely diffrent in so many wonderful ways. How we can never see it, but as humans we can understand and know, we can know, we can know.
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it’s so wild when your parent changes when you become an adult. my dad is very cordial and non confrontational - he regularly helps me with adult stuff like changing the oil or providing insurance tips. he’s always smiling when i call him on video and providing jokes when i complain about college
when i was a kid, i would have to tiptoe around his anger issues often, sometimes running quietly past his work table until he got his own place completely separate from our family, locked away for days. every so often he would start screaming in the car and trying to hit me or my brother for talking too loud while my mom attempted to calm him down as he swerved on the road. and now he, smiling, helps me with car insurance.
like oh, this is just who you are when you have power over someone, and this is who you are when you dont have power over someone. no wonder you can have a normal life, friends, work while scaring the shit out of your kids and wife. i see it now. i see why no one would have believed me. that, i think, is one of the core fears of trauma - seeing the outside of it from the perspective of other adults that brushed you aside, and understanding. of course, that understanding gives the opposite of solace; it just gives you more grief with nowhere for it to go
it’s so wild when your parent changes when you become an adult. my dad is very cordial and non confrontational - he regularly helps me with adult stuff like changing the oil or providing insurance tips. he’s always smiling when i call him on video and providing jokes when i complain about college
when i was a kid, i would have to tiptoe around his anger issues often, sometimes running quietly past his work table until he got his own place completely separate from our family, locked away for days. every so often he would start screaming in the car and trying to hit me or my brother for talking too loud while my mom attempted to calm him down as he swerved on the road. and now he, smiling, helps me with car insurance.
like oh, this is just who you are when you have power over someone, and this is who you are when you dont have power over someone. no wonder you can have a normal life, friends, work while scaring the shit out of your kids and wife. i see it now. i see why no one would have believed me. that, i think, is one of the core fears of trauma - seeing the outside of it from the perspective of other adults that brushed you aside, and understanding. of course, that understanding gives the opposite of solace; it just gives you more grief with nowhere for it to go
So I’ve ended up in a money situation where funds I was paid at the beginning of this year I assumed were related to royalties were deposited into my account and now I’ve been sent a threatening letter requesting a return of the funds by the 20th. The website the money went through is one I have used a handful of times to get paid for licensing my work in the past so it made sense it was related. No effort was made at any point to communicate with me about the funds being sent in error, until now nearly 5 months later. Even when there was a near month period between the invoice being marked as paid and the money getting deposited. I don’t know if this is some weird scam I got roped into or just a mistake that I’m now having to deal with but I am terrified and never dealt with something like this before.
I hate to ask for help about this but it will deeply impact my funds for the year, especially since I’m on a hiatus for my health and cannot take on more work that I already am without risking damage to my wrists, but if push comes to shove I will. I have donations open on my kofi and would appreciate any help
The beauty of tumblr is that some people here think that cigarettes get you high and drinking once a week makes you an alcoholic, while others here started smoking at 13 and wouldn’t even consider ketamine a drug because everyone does it. And both of them are on tumblr blogging about TV shows from 2005.
On one hand I understand not teaching cursive in school anymore, because it actually is slower than regular handwriting and almost everything is typed on a keyboard now anyways.
On the other hand, so much of our (even recent!) history was written in cursive, and having a whole generation of kids who can’t read letters written by their grandparents, momentos saved by their great-grandparents, or even photo albums from theur immediate family seems like a dangerously quick way to detach us from previous generations.
And on the third, related but slightly malformed hand, I feel bad that yet another form of small, everyday art that brings joy in the middle of mundane tasks, which celebrates personality and individual style and self-expression, is about to fade into obscurity because it wasn’t efficient enough for today’s world to put up with.
Like… if we continue to whittle away the small arts out of every day life, what’s going to be left except stark, ruthless pragmatism?
Maybe writing a grocery list is less mundane when you get to feel elegant for a moment. Maybe you’re a little more proud of what you write when you see it flow together like a painting
Now, I fully admit that this is me remembering what I was told in 3rd grade when we learned cursive, but I was told cursive is faster than normal. (For someone proficient)
In theory it is, and my writing is actually a little bit of a mix. But it’s the way it gets used by assholes with authority to find one more thing to get kids, usually neurologist kids, in trouble. I remember being in school when it was mandatory to teach and learn, and I remember the fear and dread associated with “and everything in that teacher’s class HAS to be in CURSIVE or she’ll give you a ZERO”. Zero credit for an essay that took hours, because I focused on writing it with good content instead of doing the fancy loopy loops that take me, a relatively new and non-proficient learner, much longer. I was terrified of this. And terrified of getting in trouble for “refusing” to “follow the rules”. For writing in the wrong font.
It shouldn’t be something that can get you in trouble or a bad grade. If I wanted to get graded on my handwriting, I’d take calligraphy, not 6th grade social studies.
Yea, absolutely on that pressure; I was lucky, in that I only had to suffer one year of that “everything has to be in cursive” stuff before they gave up.
I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t harboring false information from being taught wrong in school.
It’s interesting how different this is approached in different places.
We were taught cursive as the default for writing. It was just the way you always wrote. “Non-cursive letters are for reading and cursive for writing”, we were told. The word ‘non-cursive’ translated to our language and back is literally the word 'printed’ while the word 'cursive’ translated and back is literally the word 'written’. We were never really forced to use it after the end of the single teacher for all subjects era of schooling in the day to day, but most people still use it because it is far faster than pulling up your writing utensil several times per letter once for every stroke. Some switched to non-cursive and some even to latin alphabet letters, but most did not.
Our three times a grade special essays in our native language, in a second language (English), and in a third language (most often German) that we have to write in school are the only ones that require cursive. So we have to learn four alphabets and four cursives, two of each for the native.
Though these often overlap, since English and one of the native language alphabets are guaranteed to be latin with the only differences being half a dozen letters and the most often third (German) also being latin. Their cursives do vary a bit more though
No one really complains, though our English teacher was forced to just allow us to write in non-cursive one time because we don’t really get much practice with English cursive and were being too slow to finish on time.
i can’t remember what six year old me was wishing for throwing coins in the fountain and blowing on dandelions but i hope the person i am today was at least one of them
Fun Story: My director kept telling me and my tenor sax buddy to play softer. No matter what we did, it wasn’t soft enough for him. So getting frustrated, I told my buddy “Dont play this time. Just fake it”
Our Band Director then informed us we sounded perfect.
To my readers: “p” means quiet, “pp” means really quiet. I’ve never seen “pppp” before haha.
On the contrast, “f” means loud, and “ffff” probably means so loud you go unconscious.
I had ffff in a piece once and my conductor told me to play as loudly as physically possible without falling off my chair…
Me and my trombone buddies had “ffff” and he sat next to me and played so hard that he fell out of his chair.
The lengths we go for music.
Okay yeah so I play the bass clarinet and the amount of air you have to move and the stiffness of the reed means it only has two settings and that is loud and louder, with an optional LOUDEST that includes a 50% probability of HORRIBLE CROAKING NOISE which is the bass equivalent of the ubiquitous clarinet shriek.
One day, when I was in concert band in high school, we got a new piece handed out for the first time, and there was a strange little commotion back in the tuba section — whispering, and pointing at something in the music, and swatting at each other’s hands all shhh don’t call attention to it. And although they did attract the attention of basically everyone else in the band, they managed to avoid being noticed by the band director, who gave us a few minutes to look over our parts and then said, “All right, let’s run through it up to section A.”
And here we are, cheerfully playing along, sounding reasonably competent — but everyone, when they have the attention to spare, is keeping an eye on the tuba players. They don’t come in for the first eight measures or so, and then when they do come in, what we see is:
[stifled giggling]
[reeeeeeally deep breath]
[COLOSSAL FOGHORN NOISE]
The entire band stops dead, in the cacophonous kind of way that a band stops when it hasn’t actually been cued to stop. The band director doesn’t even say anything, just looks straight back at the tubas and makes a helpless sort of why gesture.
In unison, the tuba players defend themselves: “THERE WERE FOUR F’S.”
FFFF is not really a rational dynamic marking for any instrument, but for the love of all that is holy why would you put it in a tuba part.
This is the best band post
Everyone else go home
Oh man, so I play trombone, and we got this piece called Florentiner Marsch by Julius Fucik, and we saw this
which is 8 fortes. We were shocked until,
that is 24 fortes who the fuck does that
Who does that?
This guy. Take a good look - that is the moustache of a man with nothing to lose.
Well, I liked how in some stories (specially from MsWikit -Ao3- ) Heket and Kallamar are paired with their Witnesses or followers, so i would go with that same line too but mixing a bit with one of my saved games: Heket has celibate trait ,but still kissed one of the “female” followers; and Kallamar has polyamory trait. Now that i think about it… I also had a natural skeptic Narinder, a cynical Leshy and a Shamura afraid of death…
Remember: just because something is a kink with a community surrounding it doesn’t mean it can’t or won’t have long-term negative health consequences! Always do your research
last post reminds me of the time when i first started working and a coworker was badmouthing furries and i was like “you know im a furry right” and he was like “lmao sure bud” and i showed him my sona as my phone bg and he didnt talk to me for like a week+ then finally he was like “are you really a furry” and im like “yes heres more art of my sona” and he was like “hm. ok.” then got fired the week after for pulling a box cutter on another employee
