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ANDOR 2.06 | What a Festive Evening

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The birth of a legendary pairing

My apologies, Lady Normal. But where does you Eunuch come from?

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Ben Daniels as General Antoc Merrick in Rogue One (2016)

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My brother in cats, read the goddamn terms and conditions.

Some of you didn't grow up in the age where you didn't put your full name on your email, or basically anything related to your true identity on the internet for safety and it shows.

And a lot of you have clearly not read I, Robot or Dune. This is how we get sandworms, people. Do you want to fight over a desert planet for sandworm poo?

people who are just finding out about internet tracking and data mining in the year 2025 and that your special robot friend does not respect your privacy lol

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This is brilliant. Tiny samurai Tucker!

some alternative eras of lady normalgirl and her eunuch <3

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There's a whole push at my company to be an expert in this stuff, that this is the way of the future, this is what we need to stay relevant in the workplace, and yeah, maybe that's true, but to me, ChatGPT is a glorified chatbot meets search engine. I can still do everything it does, and I will hold on to that ability as long as I freaking can.

On the other side of that, my boomer coworker who thinks Joe Rogan is a little extreme (a LITTLE?!?!) is also terrified of ChatGPT and was super freaked out by the story of that grad student who was being told by the bot to kill himself, he was a waste of space, etc, etc, and I'm like, dude, first of all, my depression tells me that already. I don't need store bought suicidal thoughts, I got homemade. Also, the goddamn so-called administration wants people like me to die anyway, so maybe my coworker should think about that first.

Anyway.

"I know chatgpt is bad but you just don't really have any choice" you literally do. Don't use it. Have some moral backbone.

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Tucker the Blessed

life can't be that bad when there's still cat and other assorted creatures

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Salacious B Crumb and Clementine, more well known as Crumby and Clemmy

probably my favourite thing abt posting the eunuch-cat comics is the ppl who tag it with their pets names, like "tricia is just like this" "omg egg does this" "LORD FEEBLEHAUSEN DOES THIS TOO!!" learning what people name their pets is actually the best thing ever <3

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Fives has an important message for you!

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Let the world go to hell but I shall always have my hyperfixation.

(I don't actually want the world to go to hell, but I do love a new hyperfixation)

What about text messages from Hank Voight 🤔 🥰🥰

Gladly 🥰

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I mean, just having a bagel sounds good

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Omg, thirst for learning. Thirsty ladies in the 30s. Go get it, girls.

I found this in an old British film magazine and it's so funny to see people really haven't changed much. This is just Tumblr University but make it 1930s. Maybe it will inspire a silly poll?

1 April, 1939, Picturegoer.

this is an incredible list and I’m really proud of the 30s fandom

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I needed to read this again. Everything is so heavy lately, it feels like anything that brings me a spark of a joy comes with the edge of, "yes, but, things all around are truly terrible and any minute, it's all going to end." I'm so exhausted by it. I don't understand the unending cruelty of some people, but I also have to remind myself that in between that, and probably more often, people are decent. The ugliness makes itself bigger because it's so ugly, when in fact goodness knows what it's doing and is getting things done.

Hope feels desperate and I struggle with the nihilism but then I look at my cats playing or see flowers coming up or the moon full in the sky. It's not easy, but life is still here.

Hope you're all doing okay out there in the unending mess.

Can I watch a great film knowing the actresses in it were terrorized and mistreated the entire time? Can I watch a football game knowing that the players are getting brain injuries right before my eyes? Can I listen to my favorite albums anymore knowing that the singers were all beating their wives in between studio sessions? Can I eat at the new fancy taco place knowing when the building that used to be there got bulldozed eight families got kicked out of their homes so they could be replaced with condos and a chain restaurant? Can I wear the affordable clothes I bought downtown that were probably assembled in a sweatshop with child labor? Can I eat quinoa? Can I eat this burger? Can I drink this bottled water? Can I buy a car and drive to work because I’m sick of taking an hour each way on the subway? Whose bones do I stand on? Whose bones am I standing on right now? 

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I love everything about this. More tiny potatoes, more indignant cats, more Lady Normal Girl.

Little Potato and Cat Eunuch, please.

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Some villain: mockingly calls Sabine “princess” Countess Sabine Wren: lol wrong title

omg yes

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my cat still doesn't get that we have different definitions of 'acceptable breakfast time'

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I just wanna watch his flirty sassy smile forever.

Made this sassy / flirty little edit for Marcus recently, figured I might as well upload it here :3