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Absolutely.

Emmrich was simply made for a Leyendecker study 🤌🤌🤌

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I think I spent more time on wafrn today than I did on tumblr

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oh damn

so I know I'm not super-active on here anymore, but i hit 300K followers on here, and i'm feeling a little sentimental at 1:30 in the morning.

13 years ago, I started this tumblr out of sheer desperation. I was 21 years old and fresh out of college, I knew I wanted to be a voice actor, had no idea how that would ever be achievable, no one knew who I was. I decided to make this Tumblr to practice voice acting and I pledged to make an audio post every single day. I did this without fail for years.

I started out doing fandubs and comic dubs and reading shitposts, anything I could think of. My Lackadaisy dubs were the first thing that got real traction, I'll always be thankful to Tracy for reblogging those (and yes, it is insanely surreal to think that a decade later I would be voicing Mordecai in an animated version for real).

I improved exponentially by posting here every day. I was entirely self-taught, I've never taken a class, I just practiced every day (even when there were countless days I wanted to give up) and through sheer force of will, I started to improve.

Everything I have achieved in my life so far is because of this Tumblr. I truly could not have ever dreamed of being where I'm at now and what I have accomplished. So whether you know me from my old shitposts or comic dubs or Goofy posts or Vines or YouTube videos or my professional voice acting roles, I just want to say thank you for your support. It's been a crazy ride. Looking forward to what comes next.

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Hey there! ✨💛

I hope you’re having a peaceful day! 🌷

I’m reaching out to ask for your support in sharing my family’s journey. 🌹🤲

Would you consider reblogging the pinned post on my blog?

By doing so, you could make a real difference and help protect a family from war and hardship. 🕊️

Your support truly means the world to me. 💖

Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🌺

Done. Best of luck to your son!

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We keep saying Gen-Z has no computer literacy, but Boomers and Gen-X with tenure or lecture periods are their precursors.

tell me my prof didn’t upload the reading by photocopying his kindle reader page by page

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I love the Internet.

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SKY VROOM-VROOM GO BRR.

Amidst the last few months' craziness, what hasn't failed me or the polycule is our stashing cash aside since after we came back from the Dominican Republic, earlier last year. The end-result is that we're headed to Cuba, now, starting tomorrow.

In case American friends of the blog read this, there's no switch planned in Florida, no stop anywhere on US soil. We're boarding a three-hour flight from Montreal to Cuba and have a week planned in Cayo Coco. Steve and Scrooge can handle things in our absence, and the, for the lack of a better term, gremlings I've been training will probably be more agile than Sarah or myself could ever be with our IT resources, on our own.

Oh, and the Old Place? Officially gone, as per the grapevine. They've been swallowed up in a merger and carried most of my former colleagues over. I retraced those that weren't, asked them if they were on the market for a job, and Walt and I swiped them up.

The Old Place's CEO met with us on Teams, and I've never seen a man look so defeated, before. "I keep telling them there's no future in Sales, not until the Americans return to their senses, and they're not listening. The merger already cost them an arm and a leg, and they're already hemorrhaging cash...

I hummed. "That's a familiar story, somehow..."

Old CEO gave me a look that was too haggard to properly wither - much less to wither me. "The first boss died on a bike trail, the second one threw in the towel and I can't see how I could've done better, Grem!"

Sarah shrugged. "We did tell you to put less weight on the Sales team, the post-COVID market is one of the worst fields ever for someone looking to book car buybacks - and now there's Trump and his tariffs. Until something fundamentally changes, there is no bear market in the automotive sector. None whatsoever."

Walt shrugged. "Besides, you're out of it, now. Wash your hands, proverbially speaking, give yourself a month off, and then pick up a Servicing franchise. You'll live steady."

Old CEO sighed. "That isn't what I wanted..."

Yeah, well... As the physician House once remarked of the great philosopher Jagger, you can't always get what you want...

As we hung up the call, Walt gave us a look. "You ever seen that stunt move in a few movies, where someone dodges an attack or a bullet or something, rolls forward, then pulls themselves back up without missing a beat? I feel like this is us, lately."

I sipped at my coffee. "We could always professionally bite it, some day. We're lucid now, but once we're fattened by our own success, maybe we'll end up like the Old Place's first boss - dead mid-stride."

Walt chuckled. "That's my job, sport! You and Sarah are the agile ones, and I'm the one who gets to spend his twilight years in the fuzziest cocoon of success I've ever made for myself."

Sarah smirked. "Is that a Cuban preview?"

Walt winked at us. "Absolutely, my friends. My idea of vacation is finding a shady spot by a few palm fronds to fall asleep in, and then spending all of next week just following the shade."

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Betting on the Wrong Horse

The polycule and I are glad we also developed a CRM platform. Trump's tariffs are gutting the metrics for new sales, and there's only so many deals to work for new steel. Metrics tanked, but what's stayed is garage appointments. We've had an easy time pivoting - hence the general silence on Life Posts these past few weeks - but it's only underlined our resilience. Considering what's happened, finally getting around to watch Ali Abassi's The Apprentice and just seeing not only the sheer gall of Trump and Ray Cohn in full Yuppie display frames everything that's happened, since last January.

I grew up thinking politicians had to care, that civil service was a bit like joining the Army. You don't apply at the Federal level if you're not looking to work for your fellow humans, on some degree. And what we've got here is a government comprised of people who do not give a shit.

I'm from Quebec. I'm voting for the Bloc Québécois, during the next elections, but only thanks to Trump more or less ensuring a landslide victory for the Liberals out of sheer protest against his boneheaded measures. Carney is riding so high above Poilievre that Quebec could skip Election Night entirely and still end up with a Liberal majority! We got so pissed that the country effectively woke up, realized the Conservatives would've probably ended up trying to kowtow to America - no thanks to Kristi Noem and her little stunt in Stanstead - and pilloried Bernier and Poilievre's chance at leading a majority government. All this is what happens when the executive branch of an entire nation starts acting for shits and giggles - or for the President's personal interests - and its closest trade partner goes "Hell, no. If you've gone off the deep end, we're not helping you toss yourself over the cliff's edge."

So, ironically, even as the world increasingly feels like a trash fire, business has been booming. We book less events, clinch less sales, but the Service department is in full swing. Another plus to all this: I've been able to delegate Admin duties for evening shifts. No more clocking back in from six to nine, now we'll get to have supper together at normal hours, consistently.

Walt's takeway from The Apprentice, however, was interesting. By the time "Blue Monday" came up, he opened with praise for Sebastian Stan's render of Orange Cheeto in his leaner years and then made an interesting observation:

"The guy is Silly Putty in human form. Say something to him, sprinkle compliments in, and he'll nod and wag his tail like an overly-excited puppy. If he'd been shaped by someone other than Roy Cohn, if he'd had a sobering influence outside of Fred Trump's slumlord tendencies, he might've turned out to be a decent guy!"

Sarah grunted. "I'm more peeved by Cohn, myself. Dude loathed himself so much he paraded his gay leanings around like an open secret and treated it as an excuse to bust heads in court and chase highs. That's no way to live. Why is it always the Gay Sleazeballs who rise to the top, and not the good ones?"

I frowned. "I figure the Harvey Milk type is too focused on advocating to bother trying to win the rat race, honestly."

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Don't know where you got that impression, honestly. The closest example that comes to mind is Purity Culture stans going "Orlok is abusive!" as if they never read a Gothic novel before - but they seem to be in the minority.

Everyone I know that's seen Eggers' Nosferatu loved it.

PEOPLE HATE THE 2024 NOSFERATU???!

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If you love someone, if you've loved someone, if someone loves or has loved you - you're functionally immortal. As for love, I'm not referring to hearts and kisses, but to basic care. I've met so many humans in my life who, thanks to my efforts, showed a kind of deep, abiding, Platonic love for me, and whom I loved right back.

There's so much more to love than passion. There's love in the teacher who gives a damn, in the counsellor who realizes you're probably too young to know what to do with yourself, in the first boss who realizes that part of their job is to be the "Away Parent" for a mind that's still figuring itself out - love even in the second or third boss who treats you like an adult, but who still takes time to get to know you.

There's love in those myriad faces in the Service Industry who don't just plaster a smile on because it's on their contract, but because you happen to look like you need one. There's even love in that first dressing-down, if you've got a boss who sees you struggling. That doesn't happen to everyone, but when it does, you notice it.

We're a collage of all those we come from, those we meet, those we've left behind. The only person I can think of who came close to truly dying is probably Akhenaten, the monotheistic Pharaoh of Egypt, and that's only because his successor tried as hard as possible to chip his name off of every bas-relief and plaque imaginable.

You only ever die - truly die - once you're forgotten. As long as someone remembers you fondly, you're alive in their hearts and minds.

The legacies people leave behind in you.

My handwriting is the same style as the teacher’s who I had when I was nine. I’m now twenty one and he’s been dead eight years but my i’s still curve the same way as his.

I watched the last season of a TV show recently but I started it with my friend in high school. We haven’t spoken in four years.

I make lentil soup through the recipe my gran gave me.

I curl my hair the way my best friend showed me.

I learned to love books because my father loved them first.

How terrifying, how excruciatingly painful to acknowledge this. That I am a jigsaw puzzle of everyone I have briefly known and loved. I carry them on with me even if I don’t know it. How beautiful.

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BPM

I know, First World Problems and all and this is definitely me being a buzzkill, but I just cannot understand the appeal of taking a song you enjoy, exporting it to Audacity or other similar software, pushing the BPM down and then re-uploading it as a slowed version of something that's pre-existent.

We all have speed controls on our phones, on our media players - why not just futz around with that, instead of taking trackable listening time away from artists that can already hardly make a buck? And not only that, it's never the Pop juggernauts that receive the "slowed down" treatment, it's always smaller artists with more of a unique signature; the exact type of people being hurt by this poaching for the sake of vibes.

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Book accurate Dracula by a now-deleted account on r/vampires.

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Me, seeing the first two pics: "It's her... Dogferatu."

This pupper likes being in uncomfortable positions. She’s normal, I promise. 

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Negations

"I can't talk now, I'm pregnant" really has the same energy as "Move, I'm gay."

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This. If you've got enough time and energy to go Torquemada at things like movies, TCGs or the canon for shows of which you're not even part of the intended demographic, the fact is you're actually sheltered as all Hell.

"But I hyperfixate!", or so you might say. So do I at times, but putting food on the table and a roof over my head at 42 are both so imperative and time-consuming that my energy and willingness to subsume my entire sense of Self to some Thing or another reaches a net Zero value.

When your time window to go Feral Goblin shrinks down to two hours a day, you become amazingly selective about your entertainment choices.

literally the reason online discourse is Like That is cuz ppl havent found real problems yet