spiders have got to figure out contracting I need to be able to call my local spiders union and be like "hey can you send a guy out for a few days the fruit flies are back" and then pay it in spider currency. I'll learn the conversion rates. I'll be generous with my rounding. please.
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I get my media recommendations the old fashioned way: by watching someone I follow on here go on an unhinged reblog spree of media related content until I eventually decide to go "alright, what's all this then"
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Hamidown
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i literally dont want to hear about anyone's boyfriend this year girl did you start your javascript course or not ✋
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An extraordinary Acheulean handaxe knapped around a fossil shell circa 500,000-300,000 years ago.
The maker appears to have deliberately flaked around the shell to preserve and place it in a central position. As a result this handaxe has been described as an early example of artistic thought.
From West Tofts, Norfolk.
Museum of Archaeology and Anthropology, University of Cambridge, Courtesy Alison Fisk
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Discworld is the only fantasy setting I know of that opens with The Magic Is Going Away and everyone is just kind of okay with it. Like “Welp, got to move with the times, can’t run a condom factory when there’s elves all over the place”
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choices made in anger is such a crazy image. if you know what i'm talking about
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Thoughts that are mutual between cats and their people:
Yeah you're cute when you sleep but you didn't let me sleep either so I'm going to annoy you now because I'm bored. Hahah get poked, sleepy idiot.
How do you not comprehend this when I am literally staring at you. Like I understand that your brain can't understand things this nuanced but come on, how do you not get this.
I don't know if you know that what I am currently doing is an expression of affection, but that won't stop me. Knowing that I showed you that I love you is enough.
I heard a crinkly material and the sound of you chewing so I have to know what's in your mouth RIGHT FUCKING NOW.
I can't communicate with you and you can't communicate with me, so I'm just copying the tone of the sound you're making in hopes that you understand that I try.
You are doing activities beyond my comprehension, and I find this fascinating. I will never understand what the fuck you are trying to achieve here, but I am intrigued nonetheless.
Hey are you ok, you haven't done your weird thing in a while. Yeah I don't get why you do that but I know you do that when you're ok.
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If I ever do get an office job, I’m gonna need to really figure out how professional clothing works. My instincts for business casual are always “what if I was slutty, but in a really boring way?”
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There’s a point of self-doubt that becomes it becomes delusion, so when I end a presentation and go, “any questions or comments,” and someone replies, “that was a good presentation,” and then people clap, I’m choosing to believe that they do in fact mean that and are not enacting some bizarre long con of psychological warfare.
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really enjoying this series
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I’m bringing ineptly formatted powerpoints and skin tight sweaters to this meeting today, and by god I hope that’s enough
If I ever do get an office job, I’m gonna need to really figure out how professional clothing works. My instincts for business casual are always “what if I was slutty, but in a really boring way?”
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If I ever do get an office job, I’m gonna need to really figure out how professional clothing works. My instincts for business casual are always “what if I was slutty, but in a really boring way?”
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Reading a book about slavery in the middle-ages, and as the author sorts through different source materials from different eras, I am starting to understand why so many completely fantastical accounts of "faraway lands" went without as much as a shrug. The world is such a weird place that you can either refuse to believe any of it or just go "yeah that might as well happen" and carry on with your day.
There was this 10th century arab traveller who wrote into an account that the fine trade furs come from a land where the night only lasts one hour in the summer and the sun doesn't rise at all in the winter, people use dogs to travel, and where children have white hair. I don't think I'd believe something like that either if I didn't live here.
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LIMON
©2022, Kirsten Rothbart
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