#thoughts into the void. blogging amirite

[uqb]

super funny going thru the archive of this account.. .. all the way back to 2015.... man.....👵

[from-dusk-to-daydreams]

what tf do I do when someone relies on me for their mental health (not in a bad way, and they have a therapist so I'm not the *only* one. I wouldn't usually mind this ok) and I can't even find the strenght to take care of my own. like what the fuck I feel like I'm suffocating a little bit because I really want to be there for them and I worry about them constantly but I can barely keep myself from fucking ending it. I feel so useless and toxic for not being able to be the support they need and that eats at me. and like they don't even know how bad it is for me because I never tell them because I don't want them to feel the way I'm feeling right now, and I don't want to be a downer and write "super bad" every time they ask me how my day was. so I lie or just skip the question or change the subject to not make them feel like shit too. but in reality I know that that's a bit unfair to both of us because they don't know how fucking unstable I am and how hard it is for me to try and support them. but again I want them to be able to come to me because I'm pretty much the only person they can come to and I don't want them to have to suffer alone because I know how painful that is. I just love them and want them to feel like they're not alone and that they aren't afraid to talk to me when things are bad, because I'd rather feel even more like shit if it means keeping them from doing something bad. I can handle it because I've been handling it alone for years on and off.

I just wish I wasn't so fucking depressed ig, so I could be there fully for my loved ones without having a panic attack and also spiraling while trying to help them. that's it, that's the post.

[1-800-i-ship-it]

*All Might voice* I AM HERE! for dad!jinsung and son!bam fluff and content.

I am so paranoid tumblr is gonna delete this and lo and behold it won’t appear on my pc browser as a draft what’d ya know surprise surprise so here we go mobile copy paste it is listen tumblr I’m so done I can see the drafts increase from 42 to 43 but the gosh darned POST DOESNT APPEAR.

Anyways

Hello anon!

Apologies for the super long wait for me answering this :’) In hindsight maybe I should have just answered it with a short answer but since I dragged it out this long, might as well write some headcanons amirite; i have some modern day setting + ToG stuff hope u don’t mind + varying ages of Bam

Modern Day:

Jinsung taking smol bam to a small ice cream stand and just chilling in the park walking around, smol Bam asks Jinsung a lot of questions and Jinsung just kinda doesn’t know what to tell Bam xD

Jinsung taking teen Bam back to school shopping and while doing so buys Bam matching clothes with him (that black dress shirt and khakis yes) and Bam likes to wear it to remind him of his dad when he can’t see him

Jinsung taking care of baby Bam who wakes him up in the middle of the night and leaves him with eyebags all the time but has the cutest baby smile ever that even Jinsung cannot resist it

But other than that Bam is a great baby who rarely misbehaves and is a favorite at FUG gatherings during the holidays which Jinsung is forced to go to sometimes

Jinsung trying to figure out what to say to Bam the first time smol Bam has a boo boo and needs comforting

Jinsung meeting Wangnan at the park once, a random teenager, who offers him lollipops instead of cigarettes and looks pointedly at smol Bam, to which Jinsung reluctantly accepts

The next time Wangnan spots Jinsung and his son at the park again he smiles seeing that Jinsung is chewing on a lollipop instead of smoking

Jinsung’s favorite lollipop flavor is lemon no I do not take criticism (I’m just kidding, I just think he might like it)

I’d imagine Jinsung is some high ranking officer at a big company but hates dealing with paperwork so his assistants always deal with that stuff, and technically isn’t the highest ranking officer but they go to him for problems they don’t know what to do about cause he’s extremely knowledgeable

Has a lot of influence therefore can do almost anything he wants so he has flexible hours in order to take care of smol Bam

When Bam comes home one day saying he has met Khun Jinsung frowns every so slightly for a split second before Bam can see but Jinsung lets it slide...for now because he can see how excited smol Bam is talking about his school day and meeting Khun who gave him a super cool shiny stone; Jinsung notices that it’s suspendium and in his head is like damn, they sure are close

Of course, Jinsung still tells his people to do an extensive background check on Khun AA to make sure he was clean and wasn’t just trying to sabotage his company like the 10 Great Famillies did before

Bam gets older, Khun and Bam are as close as ever and Jinsung realizes that Bam is gay before Bam realizes

Jinsung sits down to have the talk with Bam and dear god poor middle school Bam is just confused and is like, what are you talking about, I only like Khun, I think I love him? But it’s just Khun? Then Jinsung sighs deeply and realizes he’s dug himself a hole and just keeps talking to Bam about being demi and all that, Bam kind of understands but not really, Jinsung kinda gives up at the end but asks some questions about what Khun means to Bam who in turn rambles a bunch and Jinsung is like yup head-over-heels

Fast forward to high school; Khun is Bam’s prom date as “friends” Khun comes to pick Bam up and while Bam dashes upstairs, Jinsung gives Khun The Dad Talk about not hurting Bam and Khun is actualllly kind of intimidated for once, but once Jinsung sees the look in Khun’s eyes he’s like alright this boi also head-over-heels we should be good

Jinsung never cries but he cries at their wedding (just a few tears obviously, the full on crying comes after)

Tower of God universe:

I like to think that Jinsung reminds Bam that he’s there for him and they have silent acknowledgments or agreements with each other about that especially after a tough training day

Bam might not know but Jinsung breaks a lot of rules for him from FUG but he gets away with it bc he’s powerful and also so is Bam

Classic thing that’s like already canon but Jinsung buying clothes for Bam and always beng able to send them to him no matter where he is

Bam has an attachment to the first shirt that Jinsung gave Bam and even though its torn and ripped he keeps it (even tho Khun says not to)

When training with FUG, Jinsung pushes Bam to his limit but never too much, which was sparked by Hwaryun in the beginning telling Jinsung what Bam is really capable of (beginning of Bam growing on Jinsung)

Bam always coughs whenever Jinsung smokes near him so Jinsung makes sure he doesn’t smoke close to Bam

Jinsung sometimes opens up and tells Bam stories about his past to which Bam listens earnestly but also sometimes doesn’t say anything, the pressure FUG putting on him almost breaking him, and sometimes Jinsung will give him a pat on the shoulder, and on really bad days, a hug even though Jinsung feels awkward doing it he knows it helps Bam

Jinsung gives Bam headpats no I will not take criticism

Still does it even when Bam grows almost to his height (I did not check the wiki pls don’t attack me)

Jinsung ends up caring a lot for Bam, and Bam for Jinsung eventually even though he was quite angry and frustrated at first

Bam fills the void in Jinsung’s heart, quenches some of his never-ending thirst for revenge against the 10 great families and jahad and what they have done to him, and Jinsung is kind of like the real parent that Bam never really had with Rachel

Jinsung tells Bam to be happy, and Bam’s just, never really thought about that much; in his mind it was always Rachel as the endgame, but eventually he comes to realize what happiness really means to him, and he’s grateful for Jinsung’s support

Bam gives Jinsung hope, something he thought he would never have ever again, and Jinsung gives Bam the notion of happiness and healthy parenting (i acknowledge it might not have been healthy in the beginning), someone who he can rely on

They both help each other grow and I think that’s beautiful

Aight I might have gone overboard but to be fair I did already warn ya’ll in my blog description that my default is rambling xD anyways anon I hope this answers your ask! So sorry I took legit FOREVER to answer but I hope this lived up to your expectations.

[chemicalbrew]

tagged

By @lukas-dreemurr37, thank you very much 💜

I am doing this on mobile (not what I usually do but fuck sleep amirite + I feel sorry for ignoring this)… so excuse the potentially bad formatting

Icon: used to be a crop of Ares from official Brandish: The Dark Revenant art, currently fan art of one of the protagonists of Trails from Zero (ironically, Elie is the worst of the four, probably, but come on. Cat in eyes). Unfortunately I don't think I've ever found the source for it LMAO I never thought anyone would care ;v;

Content: screaming into the void about whatever I play, reblogging pretty art of whatever media I've been invested in throughout the years, stuff I find beautiful and inspiring in general, basically whatever vibes with me because I can't stick to a permanent schedule and my interests are too niche even for Tumblr these years.

Header: part of the intro to the original PC-98 release of Brandish. Shows off the sword and a lot of the atmosphere very nicely, so I stuck with it. ALSO GUYS LOOK AT THAT FREAKING SMUG SMILE. it's so good... and perfectly fitting for what I was going for. I owe whoever made a gif of that my life

URL: the Planet Buster is the strongest sword in the Brandish universe + it's what all of the second game's plot revolves around (hence its name also being the game's subtitle). And the whole reason for this URL change was starting my delightfully long journey through Brandish 2. (Can you believe it's over? No? Me neither)

...also anything with a name like this automatically wins don't @ me.

...oh God oh FU-

Anyway, I was also considering changing to @crossbellstate or @specialsupportsection for reasons that will be obvious to some, but I'm barely around on here these days, so why bother changing literally everything? I can't even pick a desktop wallpaper to celebrate me playing Zero, let alone change a whole blog's appearance for the occasion.

At this point, since I'm inching ever closer to the end of Zero, might as well wind up changing to @victimstower that I just snatched, if anything... LOL though I suppose that would even harder to manage

Blog Name: I hid it but it's just a plea to 'play Brandish' LMAO I really couldn't think of anything more fitting. Maybe I could reference B2's ending in there now somehow... Idk I like it hidden like this. The blog description is the Planet Buster's item description from The Dark Revenant.

I tag: ehhh you already tagged Rads and Mat and no one else actually does this stuff when I tag them so this is wasted on me

[kingdomofkitten]

With My Pillowed Fort, I Tread These New Grounds With The Fear of Discord: A Follow-Up

....my god, that title is forced as fuuuuuck.

But yes! To those wondering, I’ve got some new stuff you can find me at. And better yet, I can probably continue on some of these!

Firstly, as I alluded previously, I gots me a Pillowfort account. I DO genuinely hope to write more on it, as it looks like a worthy successor to Tumblr....buuuuut it’s in beta at the moment, and OH LAWDY, you can tell. It’s still about as stable as the Sonic fanbase (speaking as a fan here, muh doods), and it’s still prone to crashing on occasion. Still, I do like what I see, and I hope nothing but the best. Godspeed, you weird little broken site, you! :D

Secondly, I got a Newgrounds account.............yes, really. I honestly never thought I would, I always thought that site disappeared into the void, as a punchline for weird flash games. But no! It’s back, and apparently better than ever. So, what the hell, might as well, amirite? Plus, hey, gives me an opportunity to see what I’ve been missing all these years!

Thirdly, and this is one I’m probably most proud of, I made a little Discord server! It’s called “KingdomOfKitten's World of Fun and Fanfics!” It’s both a place to put my own work, as well as kind of a place for others to place in their own fanfictions, or art, or film reviews, or anything of that sort. Or show what music you’re playing, or even making! It’s just something I thought would be fun for people to interact with, and hopefully you feel the same way too.

So, with that all in mind, I think I’m better prepared for the probable destruction of Tumblr than ever before. Again, these are all links to go to, in the event I suddenly vanish from this blog (which probably won’t happen, but just in case). Here you all go, up to this point, here are the links to go to, if you want to find me, or any of my work in the future:

My Pillowfort: https://www.pillowfort.io/KingdomOfKitten

My Newgrounds: https://kingdomofkitten.newgrounds.com/

My Discord server: https://discord.gg/CYcArX2

My Twitter: https://twitter.com/KingdomOfKitten

My Letterboxd: https://letterboxd.com/kingdomofkitten/

My Ko-fi: http://ko-fi.com/kingdomofkitten

Thank you all for reading, and...well, go nuts!

...oh and yes i have stories to finish writing i will get them done soon i am so sorry i have failed you all

[diaries-of-a-shut-in]

Hello, World! Welcome to my house of mental illness!

I’m an all-American shut in who barely leaves the house. But guess that’s all of us now! Amirite or Amirite?! *winks existentially*

On this blog, I’ll be posting...

*checks notes*

....content!

Sometimes I’ll post something that will make you laugh. You won’t laugh because it’s funny. you’ll just laugh because you’ll feel uncomfortable and won’t know what else to do other than pretend it’s a joke and and hope that I meant it as such.

Sometimes I’ll rant for no rhyme or reason! Because all that I’ll be able to think about that day is how someone called me a soyboy on twitter and I need to spend 500 words explaining why soyboy is actually a compliment and that I’m totally not crying over my bowl of tofu salad because of some tweet that may or may not be from a bot.

Sometimes I’ll post horror! This will happen on the rare days when I respect myself enough to show even a modicum of sincerity so as not undercut my psychological trauma with some stupid Spongebob meme or its 5-dimensional equivalent.

Whatever happens, I’m going to be writing something every day for 30 minutes, and whatever goes up goes up, cause I’ll be able to hide behind the sweet, sweet yogurt-tasting goodness of anonymity!

Why am I doing this? Because I’m scared of absolutely everything. I’m scared of everything not being absolutely perfect or everything will collapse and everyone will die. I’m fucking tired of living in that stupid world. I’m tired of pretending to be perfect and I just want to scream into the internet void. I want to do something other than melt on Youtube videos all day only to stress out about how I’ve done nothing all day.

Moreover, me trying to make everything perfect all the time is having a serious impact on my ability to function in college as I prepare for the world, and I just need to learn to get thoughts down with relative ease so that I can go back and edit them later. So this is my solution. 30 minutes. Every day. Whatever I have will get quick edits and then go up. Stick along for the ride. Or don’t. I’m just here to scream OwO.

What’s my name, you ask? If I told you, I’d end up crying in the fetal position because I would feel embarrassed for having revealed my name in the same post where I say that these posts are by design to be posted anonymously!

But hey, maybe one day I’ll post a pen name. Maybe I won’t. Stay tuned to find out!

Signed,

The Postmodern Poe

[codenamesailordarillium]

Rules: Answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs you would like to get to know better.

Tagged by @regalpotato lol I haven’t done one of these in ages m8, thanks

A - Age: 22, and constantly frustrated to be living in an alcohol-free home despite having reached the legal drinking age over a year ago

B - Birthplace: Dhaka, Bangladesh (specifically the Red Crescent Hospital ~ Red Crescent is the Muslim country equivalent of Red Cross, so for all intents and purposes I was in fact born in a Red Cross hospital)

C - Current time: 7:24 AM, which it’ll definitely be well past once I’m done filling this out

D - Drink you last had: honey tea that my mom made me because I’ve been coughing up a storm since like 5:00 AM

E - Easiest person to talk to: my best friend who is also more or less my wife, my mind just seems to instantly clear and I’m able to communicate all my thoughts thoroughly to my complete satisfaction with her <3

F - Favorite song: who has just one favorite song anymore lol, but in general probably something Lady Gaga

G - Grossest memory: idk I kinda tend to repress that stuff nowadays, and in general whenever faced with something gross my mind hyper-fixates on the goal of cleaning/washing up whatever’s grossing me out tbh

H - Horror yes or horror no: haha this is where I have to assert the disclaimer of ‘sorry for being a demon’ once again because lol I kinda love that shit, tho tbh I have a hard time finding horror movies that really interest me so I’m more into watching people’s horror game playthroughs on the YouTubez

I - In love?: don’t think I’ve ever been, but hope that I might get to be someday (closest I think I’ve come is aforementioned best friend/wifey)

J - Jealous of people?: yes, like the sad little cunt I am, but it’s because of my own shortcomings and I try never to begrudge people their personal achievements ‘cause that helps exactly no one

L - Love at first sight or should i walk by again?: maybe...I think sometimes it’s possible to sense that you *could* fall in love with someone upon meeting them, tho I don’t think you can literally be in love with someone by just looking at them

M - Middle name: Nahrin, tho it isn’t so much my middle name as it is my original surname which was then supplanted to middle name status when my parents stuck my dad’s surname onto all of our names when we immigrated from Bangladesh to the US so we’d look more like a family unit or smth...OH, ALSO according to my dad it means RIVER (or riverS plural but still!!) which means BITCH MY MIDDLE NAME IS RIVER like what kind of serendipity tho...

N - Number of siblings: one (some of you may know Empress Fuzzy, the sweet adorable baby sister bear of my heart)

O - One wish: that I will someday climb out of the abyss that is my perpetually shite mental health and actually have even the slightest sliver of control over my life (whoops, didn’t mean to get too real, but it’s the truth)

P - Person you called last: my mom, yesterday, when she was coming to pick me up from school

Q - Question you are always asked: "Has she graduated yet?” NO I HAVEN’T PLEASE STOP REMINDING ME *continues to sob, shout, and scream bloody murder into the void*

R - Reason to smile: I must agree with Katie about dogs, last night we went to my aunt and uncle’s house for dinner and I was predictably left cooing over their two little loud stinkers called Benjy and Beulah like the utter dog person I am

S - Song you sang last: idk most likely “Diamond Heart” off of Gaga’s album “Joanne” (even tho I prolly shouldn’t be trying to belt out those lyrics with my throat in the state it’s been but YOLO amirite?)

T - Time you woke up: 5:00 AM after only sleeping like 4-5 hours because my respiratory system decided to see if it could qualify on the Richter scale

U - Underwear colour: striped in two shades of aqua blue with a black waistband

V - Vacation destination: really just wherever as long as I have my wifey by my side *blows kiss*

W - Worst habit: biting the fuck outta my nails when I’m stressed and then getting scarily compulsive about how ugly they look and attempting to trim them with a proper nail clipper to look slightly less ugly only to be in constant stinging pain because I’ve breached the boundary of how far you can trim a nail before it starts to hurt (yeah I might’ve done it a few days ago and hate myself for it why d’you ask)

X - X-rays: haven’t actually had one in literal years now that I think about it...tho who knows, might need one soon to see if I’ve got some kind of infection now that’s the reason why I’VE BEEN SICK LIKE OVER SIX WEEKS OR SOME SHIT SOMEONE PLEASE END MY SUFFERING FUCKING FUCK ME T_T

Y - Your favorite food: generally anything made of the potato

Z - Zodiac sign: Pisces, and boy do I never forget how much of a fish cunt I am according to literally every goddamn horoscope/zodiac post I encounter on the internet *sigh*

Alrighty then, hope that wasn’t too depressing/ranty. I don’t think there’s anyone left that I can tag, but if you’re really dying to do this taggity-tag type business, literally feel free to tell me so and I will come back and retroactively tag you in this so that y’all don’t need to feel left out because I’m all about that inclusion life yo.

[saleintothe90s]

291. bottled water

(Seventeen, September 1996)

I remember this article from Seventeen when I was 13, when bottled water was out of control. It was like we all discovered water for the first time. We could bring water with us anywhere we wanted. We could get water from fancy lands! Hose Water wasn’t the best tasting water on the block now. Celebrities carried around giant bottles of water like their babies.  There was even a bottled water bar on Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills: 

Out on Rodeo Drive, where the high prices and desert temperatures can give anyone a man-size thirst, the hot new watering hole is the only bar in America where they water the drinks and get away with it.

The water bar is tucked away in the rear of lxi:z, pronounced ick-sees, a pricey clothing shop. (The name comes from a pronunciation of the Roman numeral twenty—that halcyon age, say the owners, when life is most effervescent.) On sale are 68 varieties of bottled water from 25 countries. At $1 to $2 a bottle, these still (and carbonated) waters run fairly cheap and are served strictly straight up. Ice cubes are a violation of international waters, says owner Steve Mills, because they “void out the subtleties.” 1

There was also a funny bit on Mystery Science Theater 3000 in the mid 90s when Dr. Forrester and his mom was trying to get Crow’s “Earth vs Soup” movie made, and every production meeting and test marketing thingy they went to, the bottles of water kept getting bigger and bigger, just like in Hollywood:  

Evian 

Evian along with New York Seltzer and blue Nehi was my first beverage memories? I guess you could call it. I can’t remember my very very first memory of Evian, but one of them was from Troop Beverly Hills with Phyllis mourning over her divorce, watching her husband’s old commercials, laying in bed surrounded by giant Evian bottles: 

(I only saw this scene whenever The Movie Channel would show the movie.) 

I wanted this to be my life, Evian bottles surrounding my bed, watching old tapes. I was almost right. Minus the divorce. No man will marry me.

Perrier

Perrier skyrocketed in popularity in the late 1970s with an advertising campaign the claimed that it was the Earth’s first soft drink, and with Orson Welles’ voiceover in commercials. 

This grumbly old [?] man who wrote this didn’t see the popularity:

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To show that people would buy anything in the 80s, there was even a book about Perrier, which I had to inter-library loan from work. There was only three copies of it when I searched for it in OCLC services. (that’s a library reference for my catalogers out there) The book was so-so-so boring. So many off topic photographs of France, where the beverage comes from. There was only a few pages on the history of the beverage. I think I only saw two, three pictures of people with Perrier, including this bizarre marathon?  Where you had to balance the Perrier on a tray(pictured above)? :

VANCOUVER -- Some 130 waiters and waitresses ignmmid dismal weather and the old restaurant axiom that 'nothing operates befmmitnoon' to juggle an open Perrier bottle on tray five kilometers Thursday morning through Stanley Park in the First Annual Waiter's Race.

Thetmen's winner of the Vancouver Sea Festival event was Los Angeles, Calif. resident Roger Bourbon, a gourmet chef who is listed in the Guiness Book of World Records as the 'the world's fastest running waiter.'

His time was 17:58.04.

Sponsored by Perrier, the rules say entrants must be employed by a restaurant or hotel and must run in formal waiter's attire while carrying an open bottle of Perrier on a tray. The runner is disqualified if the bottle falls to the ground.

Al Thompson of Vancouver finished second in 18:33.07 while the top women finisher, and seventh overall, was Julie Barrett of Vancouver in 21:51.06. 2

In 1990, Perrier was recalled in the United Sates due to trace amounts of benzine:

Told of Perrier's action, Sirio Maccioni, owner of Le Cirque restaurant in Manhattan, said: ''Oh, my God. Oh, my God.'' Then, after a pause, he added, ''Well, we have a lot of other water, the Saratoga, the San Pellegrino.''

Another restaurant owner, Andre Soltner, of Lutece in Manhattan, said, ''Oh, my God.'' Then he paused and added, ''Maybe we'll sell some wine now.'' Mr. Soltner said Perrier consumption was up twentyfold in his restaurant over the last five years.

At Washington Square Bar and Grill in San Francisco, a bartender, Alan Sharf, said he had not heard that Perrier was being recalled, but he did not think a recall would affect business there..

''It is pretty popular,'' said Mr. Sharf, ''but this being California, we have our local water, so it won't affect our business. It's pretty easily replaced.'' A bartender at Pierre au Tunnel, a French restaurant in midtown Manhattan, said: ''People think it's prestigious; it's an 'in' thing. We sell a lot of it.''

''To me I think it's the biggest hype since the Beatles,'' said the bartender, who would give only his first name, Alan.

A man who answered the telephone at the D'Agostino Supermarket at 74th Street and Broadway in Manhattan early this morning said that he had not heard of the recall and that Perrier was selling well. ''People buy it by the case,'' he said. 3

Sales plummeted 75%! 4

Volvic 

All I knew from Volvic growing up was that it was in square bottles, and it was more expensive than Evian. 

Volvic comes from volcanos. 

(source)

Dannon

Yeah, the yogurt company got into the bottled water craze sometime in 1997.  I only bought it because this guy I had a crush on in high school drank it. 

Dasani & Aquafina

I thought it was strange when Aquafina first came out in 1997  that it was in the same 20 oz and big slam bottles that Pepsi was in. 

Dasani debuted in early 1999:

Coke announced Friday that it will sell bottled water in the United States, and Dasani is it.

"Suffice it to say, we think this is the right time for us to get into this market and that Dasani is the right brand," said Coke spokesman Scott Jacobson.

The water, to be sold in a light blue plastic bottle, is expected to be available nationwide and in Canada before this summer. The name, developed over months, doesn't derive from any specific origin but is meant to convey "a clean, fresh taste," Jacobson said.

An advertising campaign will back the rollout as Coke plunges into a hot market. Bottled water has outpaced the growth of soft drinks, particularly in convenience stores, where water sales have increased as much as 30 percent in recent years. 6

I’m sorry but Dasani and Aquafina tastes horrible. It’s tap water. amirite?

Naya

Chanel made a water bottle carrier back in 1994. Cher from Clueless carried around something similar to it. Look, there’s Naya. 

Naya pretty much died when Coke came out with Dasani. Coke stopped putting Naya in its coolers and it was gone. I only see it at Whole Foods now. 

Misc

Coors had a still and sparkling water, because hey, that’s what the beer is made out of.

1.”A Beverly Hills Bar Has Water, Water from Everywhere, and That's All There Is to Drink,” People, February 9, 1987.  http://people.com/archive/a-beverly-hills-bar-has-water-water-from-everywhere-and-thats-all-there-is-to-drink-vol-27-no-6/ . 

2. “Some 130 waiters and waitresses ignmmid dismal weather and...,” UPI, July 15, 1982. http://www.upi.com/Archives/1982/07/15/Some-130-waiters-and-waitresses-ignmmid-dismal-weather-and/1246395553600/

3. James, George. “Perrier Recalls Its Water in U.S. After Benzene Is Found in Bottles,” New York Times, February 10, 1990. http://www.nytimes.com/1990/02/10/us/perrier-recalls-its-water-in-us-after-benzene-is-found-in-bottles.html

4. “Perrier Recall Causes Profit to Plummet 75% for 1989,” Los Angles Times, May 12, 1990. http://articles.latimes.com/1990-05-12/business/fi-1133_1_net-profit.

5. Hritz, Tom, “Don’t Pollute the Perrier,” Pittsburgh Post-Gazette , June 18, 1986. https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1129&dat=19860618&id=iK8xAAAAIBAJ&sjid=UG4DAAAAIBAJ&pg=6360,5146845

6. “Coca-Cola will introduce U.S. bottled water,” Augusta Chronicle, February 20,1999. http://chronicle.augusta.com/stories/1999/02/20/bus_253901.shtml#.WKormxIrJAa

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[cupparj]

for your health. let’s be okay: day 4

HAS THIS EVER HAPPENED TO YOU!?

You try to go to bed early but the memes pull you into a void until 1am, so then when you wake up, you feel anxious, groggy and sad?

#relatable #amirite

I thought this mood would linger all day but things changed quickly when I started playing music and running to the train station. Mid-2000s punk and exercise. Whodathought?

I’ve started curating my life a bit more by getting Plant Buddy (Water Drinking App) and MyFitnessPal again. This should help me make better choices.

As it’s only 9am as I’m writing this, this may completely fail later. WHO KNOWS!?

I AM DOING SWELL. I’M FOLLOWING MY DIET AND I DRANK LOTS OF WATER! I AM PROUD OF MYSELF!

My confidence came back a bit today, I felt like my old self a bit and I liked that. I think blogging this is SUPER helpful, but we still have 26 more days to go so WHO KNOWS!? I did message someone on Tinder to and if you know me, you know my emotional issues for dating are messed up so this is a very good step for me.

Oh, HMRC let me know I have my tax money coming back to me so that’s VERY NICE! I cancelled a credit card, so I managed my life.

I am realising now that I’m spending more than I should be, like everyday. -coughs-

Things I bought today: New Camera Lens: £34

Things I ate today: Breakfast - Coffee & Croissant £1 Lunch - Turkey & Beef Sandwich, Apple and Grape Mix & Water £3 Dinner - Pizza Slice & Burger with Tortilla Chips (Home Food) Dessert - Two Brownies (Home Food)

Calories - 2000

I really like MyFitnessPal, it’s super helpful.

Song of the Day: I Don’t Want To Be Sad - Simple Plan

[thatcalamity]

Photo by Lichon Photography at Takkakaw Falls

2017 is going to be one of those Years of Change. I can taste it on the bitter-cold January air. Change isn’t always good and it’s not always bad. Sometimes Change just… is.

This year I turn 30, and it’s kind of a big deal. But no, not because I’m afraid of getting older, getting wrinkles, or passing my ‘best before date’ (which as an idea is a load of crap anyways). 30 is Big because I had such a hard time thinking I’d ever reach it. With my health issues at such a young age my brain kind of went in the opposite direction from the usual teenage ‘I’m Immortal!’ thing.

It wasn’t that I thought I’d die young, it was less active than that. Instead I just Could. Not. Imagine. Life at 30. There was an impenetrable wall up that my brain just couldn’t get around. So I crammed as much life into the next thirteen years as I could. I dove into hobbies, school, projects. I did everything intensely. Writing, dancing, yoga, cosplay, if I loved something I’d do it as often and as deeply as I could.

Sadly this is not accurate for how to level up cosplay skills.

Needless to say burnout was a thing, multiple times. Kids, don’t be like me. Burnout is no good.

But, back to the topic at hand. Two months ago I was talking to my mom about all this, and it was like the last thirteen years all clicked into place at once. I suddenly understood why I’d tried to shove as much as I could into my life at once. I thought I only had those thirteen years to live and DO stuff. Then, in a car on a chilly November day, I realised that now there was so much more than just a decade and a bit for me to do stuff.

I don’t need to rush anymore, I can turn down opportunities because there’ll be time to make up for them in the future. It’s, weird to realise that, and I’m sure I’m not doing a good job of explaining this, but it’s true.

So what’s this mean for Cosplay Calamity?

I’m not planning on quitting, that’s for sure. I still really enjoy deconstructing a design and figuring out how to turn it into reality. I’ve never really been interested in the social media empire thing either, and that won’t change. Instead I’ll probably focus on fewer projects per year so I can give myself breathing room. I also want to get back into drawing, so that I can design costumes and put them up so other people can be inspired or make them. Just gotta shake off a bunch of rust from my art skills first, so uh. Might be a while before there’s more than just croquis sketches.

I… really need to get my scanner working again.

While I’d love to get into drafting patterns, that’s going to have to wait because of this whole ‘balancing life’ thing I’m trying to do.

I still plan to post here, and there’s a folder full of draft posts about cosplay culture that need finishing up so the blog won’t be going anywhere either. I just want to say thank you to everyone that still reads the blog despite the sporadic updates at times. Sometimes I feel like I’m talking into a void, or that I have no business talking about things with any kind of authority, but when I hear from readers that they really enjoyed an article, it encourages me to keep going.

I mean, I would probably still write posts and stuff, but I feel less like a sham.

Er. I mean, imposter syndrome is a bitch amirite?

Here’s some toebeans to make the new year start off better.

So. Rambling aside, here’s to 2017, and to weathering change! …and also to weathering your cosplays because that shit makes a massive difference.

…I should do a post about weathering.

*adds another draft to the folder*

Take care of yourself, xoxo Calamity

Self Reflection and moving forward. Also known as 'brains are weird' Photo by Lichon Photography at Takkakaw Falls 2017 is going to be one of those Years of Change.

[bomba-tea]

How would you feel about a wasabi blog showing up??

Honestly?? I’d be ecstatic!! BUT!! I want someone to pick him up as a muse because they want to, they love him, and they believe they can do him justice, not because I complain about not having a Wasabi around (every hour on the hour. Shut up, Mav, amirite?).

I first made this account with a friend who took on Wasabi, and she gave him such generous, thoughtful headcanons, and was very loving in her portrayal. I say that because I think it’s easy to fall into a trap where you (general you) want to pick up a character to fill a void in a fandom. I’m guilty of it—it never pans out, because it blossoms from obligation rather than inspiration.

I’d be VERY happy to have a Wasabi around to round out our little BH6 community. It’d be so nice.

And I’m simply OFFENDED by the lack, tbh. Wasabi has so much to work with but he’s so slept on. What da heck????