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Sazed: Anything I really need to remember I store inside my copper mind, it's a really useful tool and has helped me many times.

Hoid: I've lived too long you see, and so I've taken to storing memories within my breath. Ignore the sour smell when I speak please.

Shallan: ... I have this little twisted, uh, slightly fucked up, uhm evil, sassy version of myself I conjured as a receptacle to contain all the things I don't want to remember... DO NOT ASK HER ABOUT MY PAST I WILL CAUSE A SCENE!

Honor: I put my diary in the storm :3

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you know what? I'm a big fan of those old city structures where there's a bridge connecting two houses and that bridge is also made of house. And there's a walkable street underneath it. Like I get why they're not good for fire safety but fuck yeah you get more house for house and also do not obstruct pedestrians. The indoors person, old houses enthusiast, and unobstructed pedestrian in me delights in that.

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A good rule of thumb whenever a non-fiction author has "Dr." or "Phd" next to their name on the cover is to check if:

Their doctorate is real and from an accredited institution

Their doctorate is relevant to the subject matter of the book

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i want devices that are functional and hardy and i want them to last and fuck the rest of the shit i dont need. my ds and 3ds can lie in sleep mode for months if not years and i can pop them open and they've still got two or three bars left. my old phones in high school could go days without a charge. if i leave my nintendo switch on the floor for a few days doing absolutely fuck all nothing i will turn it on and it will cry to me mother i am dying. i am dying mother. and i tell him he'll never be half the man his brother was and he can't hear me because he's dead

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Yeah so unfortunately, my friend was right. Muttering 'I'm gonna put on the greatest talent show this town has ever seen' darkly to myself is not only vastly funnier than saying I'm gonna kms, but is also somehow more concerning to anyone who might overhear it

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this 'being really tired after work' thing is really getting in the way of this 'pursuing my artistic hopes and dreams' thing has anyone else noticed this

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i walk into the tamora pierce wiki looking for one small confirmation about the length of Lady Kel's hair and i emerge an hour later with a bachelors in theology of the eastern lands and a thesis on Saraini geopolitics

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I don't know which of you needs to hear this but "narc" is not short for "narcissist" when someone calls you a "narc" for snitching they are calling you a "narcotics officer"

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I'm going to be a huge bitch for a second here

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at the fishing tournament yesterday btw there were age categories bc it was all-inclusive and we didn't want like 60 year old anglers competing against 4 years olds obviously.

so anyway this 14 year old boy entered in the 11-15 age bracket and he saw a huge fish in the water he became absolutely determined to catch. i don't think he even wanted to win anymore. he just wanted that fish specifically. but his line wasn't strong enough for such a big fish and didn't have the ideal bait.

enter: two 15 year old boys who didn't know him. they saw what he was trying to do, and they were clearly experienced anglers, and they got involved in the chase. they got the right bait and the three of them spent hours with their lines in the water, until the first boy finally hooked the fish. they talked him through the slow challenge of endurance. he couldn't reel in all at once because the fish was too heavy for his line and it'd break.

he finally reeled it in, but they didn't have a net. it took all three of them, lying on their bellies, six hands on the fish, to pull it out of the water. they put it in a big bucket of water for the weigh-in (we just subtracted the bucket+water weight after), gave their new friend careful instruction on how to handle the fish so he could pose for a hasty photo without injuring its spine, and then carefully placed the fish back in the water.

in the end, he won first place in his age bracket. one of the other boys who helped him tied for second with a 12-year-old competitor, and he gave her the trophy.

then during the drawing, where participants won prizes randomly if I pulled their name from a box, I happened to pull his name and he got a great prize so it all came around.

Idk. the teamwork. the serendipity of friendship. the graciousness. the consideration for the fish. Just some things that made me happy.

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Curious about people's reading preferences, reblogs for sample size are very appreciated ❤️

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PUT THAT MAN IN THE WASHING MACHINE SPIN CYCLE

Ok Camp Savage is screaming along at a chapter a week (rates I haven't hit since I was living alone at the height of the pandemic!!!) but I think half of it is that I want to get back to the Orion prequel so so bad. Like I respect women too much to make them truly pathetic (a flaw I will rectify) but boy am I going to take that man and hold his head underwater from the age of 16 to 36. He deserves it 💚

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Not to be atheist on main again, but like: I really do think this wing of tumblr, as a whole, is getting way too comfortable with being reflexively pro religion. I've been to mass, as a child and as an adult. I'm grateful I was not raised religiously because I can say this for certain: the things that get taught in mass are often hateful and deplorable, and it it is not uncommon for children to develop a deeply harmful relationship with those teachings.

I simply do not doubt that a great many lesbians required to attend mass during their formative years would have developed traumatic guilt and self loathing as a result.

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There's a book that we had in our house growing up that I was obsessed with as a kid. It was just called "PAKISTAN: PAINTINGS BY LIN YONG AND SU HUA" and it was an art book of 100+ paintings/sketches by two Chinese artists who travelled thru Pakistan in 1978 and 1981, a sort of travelogue of their trip, and to little-kid me, it was some of the most beautiful things I'd ever seen. I have no idea why we had that book, but I would stare at it for hours, and it made me wish I could draw/paint/do whatever it was that these artists had managed to do.

Anyway, we've moved house a bunch of times and I lost track of the book and haven't seen it for probably two decades now. But I think about it now and again, and had struggled to find it over the years, but I finally, finally got my hands on a copy of my own and i want to cry haha

I was afraid that maybe the art isn't as good as I remembered, being just a kid and all, but I cracked it open and nope, it hits me just the way it used to. Maybe even more now. It's so fucking pretty. Have some random pages:

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An idiot robin has built a nest on top of our garage door motor. The nest was constructed so the chain that drives the door is actually a part of the nest, and if we open or close the garage door, the whole thing is going to get torn apart. So I guess the garage door is staying open for as long as it takes for these eggs to hatch and these birds to leave the nest.

My wife has set up a camera to continuously monitor the situation.

Wife: Maybe we should set up some padding beneath where they'll fall out of the nest? Normally they fall onto grass, not concrete. Me: Seems like we're really coddling these birds. Wife: Well, yeah. Me: I just don't want you to get invested. Wife: Way, way too late for that. I'm all in.

So we're keeping the garage door open for a few weeks, I guess. Whenever I go to use the car, the robin flies away from the nest and watches me cautiously to see whether I'm going to kill her babies, and I can't help but find that a little bit rude of her.