#it's not good!

[boghermit]

Landlords raise your rent then forget to renew their contract with public sanitation so you've got garbage from one month ago overflowing from the two dumpsters shared between thirty apartments.

[andmaybegayer]

the Thicket has miraculously sprung a roof leak despite being under eight more floors of building :(

Printer hotend also clogged and I broke the thermistor cleaning it so it's been an afternoon.

[proosh]

think I'm just generally having a Bad Week(TM)

[bongsavior]

why does everyone else's state dictate how i'm doing? why do i obsess over how everyone is, except for myself?

[dxsole]

🚿 for Zach & Rusty!

🚿 IT'S BEEN A LONG DAY 🚿

Not Accepting.

He's never been happier to be able to shower— clothes are peeled off and placed into a garbage bag he had brought with him, stuffing it into a corner of the bathroom. He might have to toss them all, it's not worth trying to wash them. What happened to them was traumatic.

Granted, when dealing with dead bodies on a daily, a lot of things could be seen as traumatic. But Rusty was a professional...and far too used to seeing how the human body decays.

It's just....the bloater had popped. And that is indeed worse than it sounds.

But none of that mattered right now. Right now, he was under the torrent of a shower, hot water beating down on him as he stood with his head down. His glasses were growing foggy as they sat on the sink counter, still speckled with a light dusting of blood and gristle.

It's been twenty minutes already and he's starting to feel clean again— a knock at the door makes him poke his head out, squinting a bit. "Yeah? You can come in— if you're Zach. If you're not Zach you shouldn't be here."

But it is Zach, who just laughs and gives him a quizzical look as he enters.

"You could've been a serial killer. How would I know? I can't even see." He points to his lack of glasses— but even he can see the look Zachary's giving him.

He chuckles (a low dirty sound that he didn't mean to sound so lascivious), opening the shower curtain a little wider. "You can help scrub that lil' place on my back I can't reach, yeah?" They'd surely do more than that but Rusty can't help but take advantage of the extra hands.

It's only when Zachary's undressed and standing next to him in the steamy shower does his gaze soften and the stress in his shoulders starts to dissipate— had he been holding that in the entire time? Man, he's going to have to do some yoga after this or something.

"You're a sight for sore eyes, y'know?" He murmurs as their damp foreheads touch and soon, with how he wraps his arms round Zachary's waist, other things start to touch. "Did you miss me?" There's another chuckle. "Feels like you missed me."

[macdenlover]

it came to my realization that 99% of my fandom related headaches would be cured if everyone understood this

[koobiie]

shoutout to everyone who wants to infodump but cant string together coherent thoughts to form sentences and instead just look at you like this

[its-arson-time]

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[maudiemoods]

If life is a never ending loop of dirty dishes and laundry then that means life is a never ending loop of home cooked meals and comfy clean clothes

[monsieurenjlolras]

you've heard of "quiet quitting," now I'd like to introduce you to the next level, The French Work Ethic:

Do exactly what you're paid for and nothing more

Absolutely refuse to be available to contact when you're off the clock

Never prioritize work over your own health, wellbeing, or family because that would be insane, it's just a job.

Have a little glass of wine

Take as long as you feel like for lunch

Deeply understand that work doesn't matter

Make sure your boss knows they're always your second priority ❤️

[qrowscant]

its been about 6 months

[razzafrazzle]

Just Checking In! (aka Something About Red Triangles)

[lambergeier]

the real danger of spending too much time with friends is you stumble out of ten days of happiness and good food like oh my god THAT was real life. my job means NOTHING

[politijohn]

Source

[itsscaredycat]

so ok yeah fine i watched gravity falls again and read the book of bill

[ace-and-ranty]

That Rolling Stone article about Chappell Roan... the bits about the shit she went through are already wild, but what really gets me is when the article starts listing. every. single. singer. who reached out to her, worried, to commiserate, to give tips, to agree that the harassment of fame is indeed hell. I'm like. "So y'all agree?? All of y'all agree being famous is horrible???" Good LORD.

Fellow stars have reached out to see if she’s OK. Charli XCX was one of the first to do so (..). Eilish has been keeping tabs on Roan (...). Hayley Williams DM’d her, offering to chat with Roan anytime. Katy Perry told her to never read the comments. Lorde gave her a helpful list of things to do at an airport to fly under the radar. The band Muna hosted her for dinner. Miley Cyrus invited her to a party. Lady Gaga has passed along her phone number (...). Roan went on walks and grabbed coffees with Lucy Dacus and Julien Baker. Their boygenius bandmate Phoebe Bridgers came over to Roan’s just to hang, commiserating on how fandom behavior has become increasingly “abusive and violent.” Sabrina Carpenter, who’s also had a shockingly massive year, suggested they meet up and unpack their summers. “We’re both going through something so fucking hard … she just feels like everything is flying, and she’s just barely hanging on,” Roan says. “It was just good to know someone else feels that way.” Backstage at the Vic Theatre in Chicago, Roan flashes her phone to show a lengthy email from Mitski she received that morning. “I just wanted to humbly welcome you to the shittiest exclusive club in the world, the club where strangers think you belong to them and they find and harass your family members,” it reads.

I?? MEAN???