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Keith: *cuts off Shiro's prosthetic*

Shiro: Well it looks like I've been disarmed!

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teaching biology to gen z kids: menstruation is when the uterus says "this bitch empty" and "yeets" the endometrium out of the body

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Some people can lift 200 pounds. But if they carried it everywhere they went for an entire day without ever putting it down, they’d severely tear their muscles and cause permanent damage to their body.

Some people can enter a 140° car in the summer to get something out of the car. But if they stayed in the car, they’d die from the heat.

Some people can hold their breath underwater for 30 seconds. But if they tried to go scuba diving without the necessary gear, they’d drown.

Clearly, someone doing something for a short period of time does not automatically mean that they can do it indefinitely with no problem.

So why do people assume that if someone can walk for a few seconds, they don’t need a wheelchair?

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So that’s how they get in shape

remember at the rio olympics when they revealed how the olympics village is basically just a giant fuckfest and how they had to give out like hundred thousand condoms well i just checked and

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Lotor: You know that manslaughter is the least serious murder charge?

Acxa: You don’t say.

Lotor: Manslaughter. Literally, the slaughter of a man. Sounds brutal, doesn’t it?

Acxa: Heinous.

Lotor: Yet it’s the most socially acceptable form of murder.

Acxa: So you think we should change the name?

Lotor: Yes, I do. How about “inadvertent life-ending”?

Zethrid: “Unintentional snuff-out”.

Ezor: How about “I can’t believe it’s not murder”?

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Every line in Finland is a Finnish line.

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happy holidays everyone

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No, no, no. You misunderstood me. I said I was BYEsexual. Now get out of my house.

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me: i want to buy new books

the 10 unread books i bought last year, staring at me from my bookshelf:

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a normal person on friday march 2nd: hangs out with friends, goes on dates or parties, has a nice, stress-free night out me on friday march 2nd: loses valuable sleep to stay up all night watching a mediocre cartoon about teenagers saving the universe with mecha lion bots

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The director of cybersecurity from the Electronic Freedom Foundation is offering to help women who have been threatened with compromise of their devices.

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I like the stars. It’s the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they’re always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here, I can pretend… I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments. Gods come, and gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade. Worlds don’t last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust. But I can pretend…

Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 8: Worlds’ End (via the-book-diaries)

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Dear everyone who is currently working on a Thing, whatever that Thing may be,

Good luck with the Thing. You can do the Thing. You will do the Thing. You just have to do the Thing.

Best wishes,

Someone who is also doing a Thing

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When the people at my school gave me a card because my dad passed, I know that over half of them were just doing it to be nice. At least my name was spelled right and the tried 

Get well. patreon.com/chrishallbeck

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This is something that everyone needs to know

The patient satisfaction movement will be the end of nurses

((Beware, this one might not be a popular opinion but I don’t care anymore)) I’m sorry that I’m not focusing enough on how “pristine” your room is while I’m trying to keep you and your baby safe. That I’m not catering to your every whim and bringing rounds of ginger ales for you and your eight family members every 30 minutes. I am not a waiter. Will I bring you ice and ice water and popsicles and jello? Absolutely. You are the patient and in labor. I am here to help you. I will not be an on call butler for your entire family.

I’m sorry that I don’t treat you like you are at a five star resort and spa. That I don’t provide foot rubs, pedicures, back rubs, cucumber water and hot towels for your hands. 

Here’s an idea, if you want to be treated like you are at a five star spa, GO TO A FIVE STAR SPA. Don’t show up at your local hospital. Where I’m overworked, stressed out, haven’t peed in six hours, and haven’t consumed a meal outside of the nurses station in two years. OH, and where I hear constantly about how I’m not doing enough to make my patient’s stay satisfactory, pleasurable, or perfect. 

I’m sorry that I cannot make your pain your desired pain goal of zero. That is not a reasonable pain goal. You are here to have a child. Either out your vagina or through a large abdominal incision. ZERO IS NOT AN ACCEPTABLE PAIN GOAL. You will never have ZERO pain if you are experiencing childbirth (or in a hospital period). Hospitals are not spas or hotels or resorts, in spite of the daily housekeeping and room service. Hospitals are not a pain free experience, no matter how you look at it. 

When EVERYTHING in the hospital is about how wonderful the patient’s “experience” was, you (MANAGEMENT) are focusing excessively on the wrong things. I am your labor nurse. I am here to keep you and your baby safe. I am here to provide the safest, happiest birth experience I can give you. I am here to honor your wishes in every way that I reasonably can. I am here to support you, to educate you, to hold your hair when you puke, and to coo over your beautiful baby when they’re born. I will support you, I will laugh with you and cry with you.  

But most of all I am constantly assessing and evaluating and critically thinking about what is going on with your body, your health, your baby. As I fluff your fifth pillow to give you more cushion in our horribly uncomfortable beds I am also worrying what will happen if your blood pressure drops dangerously low after an epidural, what happens if your baby’s cord prolapses and you need a stat c-section or what happens if God forbid you get an amniotic fluid embolus and you are dead before I can get you out of the room. 

This is what I’m contemplating on a daily basis. I understand this. I understand the responsibility I took on when I became a nurse. 

I’m telling you I cannot continue to be a excellent, safe, careful, competent nurse if I’m worried about getting in trouble with my boss because there was a lunch tray left in my patient’s room mid-afternoon or that housekeeping didn’t come fast enough to mop up a spill or that I didn’t bring my patient enough gatorades. 

I am telling you that focusing ONLY on patient satisfaction scores as a measurement for hospital performance will be the end of bedside nurses.  All the excellent bedside nurses will be gone. We can’t take this. Day after day, year after year. We will go back to school to become NPs, CNMs, educators, or nursing instructors. We will not stay at the bedside. 

We will not stay in a job where we are told our only worth is how “enjoyable” our patient’s hospital stay is. 

I am a nurse. But I will not fight to stay in a job where I get told that everything I do is not enough. That my best is never enough because the patient didn’t mark “Always” enough times on their HCAPS survey. 

I will never be enough. 

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Kitten thinks she is a dog after being raised by a Husky.

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After you all liked Toby in his button up, I though you might enjoy seeming him in his Harry Potter scarf. One cat for gryffindor.