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I loathe my bartlike tendencies and cherish my margeesque actions

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AUGUST IS OVER??????

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If you're reading about a medical condition and it says "predominantly affects white (women/men/children) I need you to know that's simply because black people/people of color with said condition are underdiagnosed, misdiagnosed, not listened to, or die before accessing diagnosis and treatment due to medical racism

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Y'all forgetting the OG

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Nothing slapped my shit back into place like someone pointing out that the "genius gifted child with so much potential who got burnout and mental illness" is just the nerd equivalent to the jock "could have been a pro at sportsball if it wasn't for the injury".

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Wonder what happened to the dinosaurs? This is a baby Blue Heron.

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sitting and waiting

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despite the horrors I remain silly

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Wizard Tip #31: The True Measure Of A Wizard’s Power Is Not Their Mastery Of The Arcane, But Their Sheer Whimsy

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always complain about things. okay, you know how programmers explain their code to rubber ducks when it's not working? same principle. an appliance breaks down. I get pissed off, try everything, go through the various stages of despair etc. I complain about it to a friend and explain why it frustrates me so bad, and suddenly I'm thinking 'wait I should try unplugging it and then doing a factory reset and then—' and I go home and do that and it starts working again. I keep losing my earrings. I complain about it to a friend, about how I keep them all in a little dish but then the specific one I want always dematerialises the moment I want it. my friend says 'I just keep them on the little card backs they came with' and I think well shit, I always throw those out. but then I think aha I can make a bunch of pinholes in a decorative postcard. genius. I read a story. it's about something I'm usually into, but for some reason I don't like this story at all. I complain about it, I figure out what irritates me about it, I have a great idea for a way better story. I try a new recipe, it doesn't come together. I bitch about it like crazy, about what I thought I did right and how it failed, and before I know it I'm explaining out loud which parts I'm inexperienced at or didn't understand or adjusted wrong. I need a little table for drawing on. I complain about it in the group chat, two days later someone says 'hey I spotted the kind of table you're looking for on the side of the road, do you want to come pick it up'. I complain, endlessly. my life is enriched. the art of complaining.

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