elphabashepard
elphabashepard
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“But for three years, I had roses & apologised to no one.” This blog is basically any WLW fandom I happen to run across. I reblog a lot. Word-bender. I’m soft for the grumpy one & the sunshine one falling in love. Ramblings, scribbles & fandom appreciation.
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elphabashepard · 1 minute ago
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but the good news is:
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elphabashepard · 12 hours ago
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What’s your dream barbie?
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elphabashepard · 12 hours ago
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Watercolour and fineliners sketch of a moose
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elphabashepard · 12 hours ago
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I think maybe I got married to a museum this morning. Boy is this a long weird story.
I was standing in line to get into the Museum of Natural History this morning when an older woman near me in line gestured for me to take out my headphones. She was clearly a little agitated, and she asked me if I was American, if I spoke English, in a pretty pronounced English accent. I said I'm from Chicago, and she looked relieved and said, "Can you help me find out if I can pay for my ticket with my credit card inside? It wouldn't register when I tried to buy a ticket on the internet this morning."
I said I didn't know how we'd find out, but I opened up the website on my phone to check. While I poked around the site she didn't stop talking once, telling me that she's in New York to look after her daughter who just had major surgery and she's very stressed and her daughter asked her to go out and distract herself for a while which....having spent some time in this woman's company, she's very sweet but I can see why her kid needed a break.
Anyway, I think this might actually be a lie on the website, but it says there that you HAVE to buy tickets online and you have to have an email address to get them delivered. She couldn't do the former and didn't have a smartphone she could use to access the latter.
So I said, why don't I buy your ticket on my phone while we're here in line? I can send it to my email, and you can come in with me. She fretted about fraud but I said nah, I'll just tell them your ticket's on my phone because I helped you buy it, they won't care.
Now, this sounds like she was running some kind of wild scam, but who the hell scams their way into the Museum of Natural History? Like lady if you love natural history that much and haven't got $24 to your name, let me buy you a ticket, you've earned it.
Anyway, I bought the ticket in about 30 seconds, and we had about ten minutes to wait, which she filled with a nonstop monologue about her daughter's medical problems, her husband's job, her attempts to get into a gym to swim, the crowdedness of New York, it was just...so much talking. And I had dire visions of possibly having to take her around the museum with me simply because I was so friendly and helped her get in. I wished to silently contemplate the taxidermy, thanks.
Inside, I took her to the customer service desk because she wanted a printed copy of her ticket, and while they were printing it she counted out the cash to pay me back. Then I ruthlessly unloaded her on one of the customer services agents, saying, "He'll explain what you can do with your ticket and give you a map -- you have a good time now and I'll be thinking of your daughter," and did my best to disappear. I rounded a corner, dashed into an elevator, and fled to the fourth floor where I was headed anyway.
That's enough of a misadventure just trying to get into the museum, but I put it from my mind and enjoyed the dinosaurs and dioramas...until I slipped on something black, on the black floor of the dimly lit Hall Of Mammals, and almost fell.
There, under my boot, in front of the stuffed rhinos, was a black-and-gold silicone ring.
If it had been any other kind of ring I'd have turned it in to lost and found, but I wear silicone rings myself -- they're very cheap and meant to be worn in place of a real ring while you're doing tool work (they tear away under pressure unlike metal rings that'll take your finger with) or if you're afraid you'll lose the real thing. I have several thin ones I wear on top of my normal rings to keep them from falling off when my fingers change size in the cold. It's not the kind of thing one would even go to Lost and Found for; you can replace it for $5.
I think the museum gave me a wedding band.
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It's a little big but the spirit is there.
So yeah, much like how the Rijksmuseum and I are sworn enemies, the American Museum of Natural History is now my bride. Well, she saw that I know how to look after my elders. As spouses that are actually large cultural institutions in the middle of New York City go, could be worse.
[ID: The middle and index finger of my left hand, showing several rings -- the middle finger has a silver ring with a kokopelli motif (a gift from my maternal grandmother), a gold ring with a knotwork motif (the wedding ring I inherited from my stepfather's parents), and a thin silicone band to hold them in place. My index finger has the new ring, gold with a border of black, looking slightly loose.]
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elphabashepard · 13 hours ago
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@pscentral event 37: color challenge
MISS CONGENIALITY (2000) Describe your perfect date. That's a tough one... I'd have to say April 25th, because it's not too hot, not too cold—all you need is a light jacket!
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elphabashepard · 13 hours ago
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It's really important when you're at work to go out there and really give it your 60%. Maybe 35%.
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elphabashepard · 17 hours ago
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elphabashepard · 17 hours ago
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So I shall end an old maid and teach your ten children to embroider cushions and play their instruments very ill.
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elphabashepard · 1 day ago
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Point here is to find Mulder. And for months, we have been looking for a break, which is what we've got here. What we've got is hope.
THE X FILES 8.14 This Is Not Happening
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elphabashepard · 1 day ago
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Spirit: Stallion of The Cimarron & the Indian Boarding Schools/Residential Schools allegory
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A team of archaeologists, biologists, chemists and historians affiliated with several institutions in Europe and the U.K. has found evidence that the remains found in the Tomb of Persephone, in the Great Tumulus of Vergina, are not those of Philip II of Macedon, as previously thought. In their paper published in the Journal of Archaeological Science, the group describes their study of the remains found in the tomb. In 1977, researchers discovered the Great Tumulus of Vergina in northern Greece. The original find turned out to be a series of tombs, all of which were created to entomb members of the Argead Dynasty—the family who created the Kingdom of Macedonia.
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elphabashepard · 1 day ago
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elphabashepard · 1 day ago
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hi, a lot of you need a perspective reset
the average human lifespan globally is 70+ years
taking the threshold of adulthood as 18, you are likely to spend at least 52 years as a fully grown adult
at the age of 30 you have lived less than one quarter of your adult life (12/52 years)
'middle age' is typically considered to be between 45-65
it is extremely common to switch careers, start new relationships, emigrate, go to college for the first or second time, or make other life-changing decisions in middle age
it's wild that I even have to spell it out, but older adults (60+) still have social lives and hobbies and interests.
you can still date when you get old. you can still fuck. you can still learn new skills, be fashionable, be competitive. you can still gossip, you can still travel, you can still read. you can still transition. you can still come out.
young doesn't mean peaked. you're inexperienced in your 20s! you're still learning and practicing! you're developing social skills and muscle memory that will last decades!
there are a million things to do in the world, and they don't vanish overnight because an imaginary number gets too big
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elphabashepard · 1 day ago
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anatomical heart pngs. made by me. credit not required!
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elphabashepard · 1 day ago
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FORGOT
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