#unstalker

[i-cant-sing]

Lmaoo finally pissed off my stalker (for good this time I hope) after I told him that i just wanted to die because I don't really care about anything (not true at all, I just wanted to spook him off) and he was like "Huh? No, you're so young and nice and you should like marry or at least date someone-" and I was like "really? You got a friend?" And he went real quiet after that and was like "... what?" And I was like "Yeah! That's a great idea actually. I'll give your number to one of my friends and you can see if u wanna date her and you can hook me up with your player bestie Ryan since he is so charming like you say. And then-"

Him: don't say his name?

Me: who? Ryan's? Why?

Him: I just- don't. I don't get why you're saying this stuff.

Me: what do you mean? I just told you. I'll set you up with a friend, who is much nicer and prettier and empathetic than me, and you can set me up with one of your friends, preferably Ryan.

Him: why the hell would I set you up with my friends? And why would I date your friend?

Me: idk why you're getting so mad? I know that you're a good guy, so you probably have good company. I can set you up with a good friend and you can set me up with Ryan-

Him: STOP SAYING HIS NAME!

Me: who? Ryan? Ryan? Hello? Do you mean Ryan? But isn't Ryan your best friend? Didn't you say Ryan has 4 gfs? Can't I be one of them?

Him: stop saying- I know why you're doing this.

Me: oh?

Him: you want me to stop calling you, don't you? Well, this will be my last call to you.

Me, who has literally been saying that the entire fucking time: whaattt?? Idk what you mean. I thought you'd be happy I'd be setting you up with a friend and you'd be setting me up with yours.

Him: Has a rabid dog bitten me? WHY THE FUCK WOULD I SET YOU UP WITH A FRIEND- *deep breath* is this your final decision? It'll be last call. I'll never call you again.

Me, sighing: okay, but if you do, make sure you ask Ryan if he'd like me.

Him: *aggressive breathing on the phone*

Me: well, good bye🥰🥰🥰

[xxx-ang3l-w1th-a-sh0tgun-xxx]

is it weird that i use my real name on here😭😭

i mean, it's my chosen name not my legal name so no one can really find anything out about me

like if someone was trying to stalk me, all they're gonna find is my social media accounts, which are all linked on my pinned post anyway lmao

i'm unstalkable😈

[mountrainiernps]

Landscape Language

Capitulum (noun) – inflorescence with a tight cluster of unstalked flowers

Plants in the daisy family, Asteraceae, have inflorescences, or flower structures, called the capitulum (plural capitula). The flower is formed of many unstalked blooms surrounded by bracts to give the appearance of a single bloom. The capitulum is also known more simply as the “head”. The Asteraceae family was previously named Compositae, because of their composite flowers. There are many examples of this type of flower found in the park – what are your favorites?

NPS Photos of Cascade asters, alpine yellow fleabane, Oregon sunshine, and Philadelphia fleabane. ~kl

[bakingrecipe]

be unstalkable <3

[n4h354]

part 2

unblocking, unstalking, unchaining, unlocking

mocking, interlocking, balking

sleepwalking

straining against ripped fishnet stockings

stopping, stopping, stopping

gawking

fast-talking, trash talking

deadlocking

stalking stalking stalking

unceremoniously dedocking

[menefie]

I accidentally click on vmail on my half used iPhone and saw this message saved... Had this guy blocked since he wouldn't stop trying to hop down. Like 2yrs he tried with his reason being he knows I'm "not a hoe and will be a good gf" (trill enough🤷‍♀️). Istg the only reason he didn't physically stalk me was cause I was near unstalkable at the time... Ts. But of course he did it digitally (didn't want to change my number🤷‍♀️), hmu asking for/saying stuff to get my attention. We were once cool only, nothing romantic/sexual (aside him sending unsolicited sexual messages 🙄). I knew his ass was gon be extra on a romantic tip from jump so a def no go.

I obviously saved it cause it was actually funny to me. I can laugh at the experience, but also an annoying reminder of strange interactions with mogs... I literally try not to do stuff to draw attention like this... (Females that obviously do and then complain lowkey annoy me), but Ig mogs just wild out regardless (and I'm traumatized 😬).

🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️

[anotherworldnowblog]

12

MOVIE REVIEW: THE ZONE OF INTEREST (2023)

Not a bearing witness, but a warning.

Visually, this film is a triumph. The Love Island style camera system is unlike anything I’ve ever seen in a movie and it has this incredibly disarming effect where you almost forget you’re watching a movie at all. The decisions of the filmmakers, the entire armature of cinema itself, slides to the back; you’re left solely with what is in front of you. This is happening. Is this cowardly? A way of shirking responsibility? Or is that itself a feeling, produced by the film, induced in the viewer; evasion, culpability, but culpable like the pilot of a Reaper drone.

The striking few moments where the filmmakers’ hands return to the forefront of consciousness, the swelling frames of red, black, and white abstraction and the (less than nine minutes of, and no less the remarkable for it) soul-crushing score, seem to explode the frame; these are not images, but visions. The new man of National Socialism rises out of the smoke and steam and abject screams. The screen goes white as the camera drifts up past the totenkopf on his lapel.

Jarring thermal camera imagery briefly and abruptly announces a shift in perspective. Hoss reads Hansel and Gretel and we follow a Polish sympathizer through the woods as she hurriedly stashes precious calories for the prisoners in the muddy rim of a massive pit. The wide shots of thermal grayscale amplify an animal fear–she moves like a mouse through the thicket, hoping she won’t attract the precision talons of the barn owl–while actually visually assuring us of her safety. Technology leaves nothing unseen, we are privileged with the knowledge that she moves alone, unstalked, but this is somehow of no comfort. The machine is entirely indifferent to her small act, yet to be sympathetic is to live forever like prey.

The sound is, as everyone who has seen it knows, everything. Constant, pulsating, unending violence; the gears of the machine groan and creak even in between screams and gunshots. The train rumbles incessantly and it only goes one direction. I’m not sure the camp’s noise ever actually rises and falls, but it seems to with the shifting sensitivity and emotional state of the characters on screen. Again, we are implicated, empathizing against our will… do we understand more than we care to admit?

The film does not shy away from ambiguity, but it is careful not to confuse it with contradiction. Death appears to be pushing inwards from the margins, always apparently one inch away from exploding the settler fantasy, but it never does. When a jawbone (?) is plucked from the rushing waters of a nearby river, indicating a dangerous contamination, the family excursion comes to a crashing halt; bodies are frantically scrubbed, human ash comes shooting out of the nose, but the forest doesn’t appear to be any less beautiful for having been affirmed as a crime scene. And it is not the last time Hoss is seen with his family relaxing in its dappled light.

When the youngest boy peers over the wall, aroused by the sounds of death camp justice, he recoils and says something like, “don’t do that again.” To reference the ‘banality of evil’ is to miss the point. The sounds from over the wall are non-stop ultra-violence, an X-rated action movie. If it were everyday, stupifying, lulling, then what would there be to recoil from? Desensitization is an excuse and evasion (why do we feel compelled to offer such absolution?); for the National Socialist, what is happening over the wall is right. When the grandmother abruptly leaves the camp, it is not because she suddenly found her conscience. She did not head into the mountains to supply the resistance, but rather back to Berlin and to the drapes and the jewels rightfully stolen from her now vanished Jewish neighbor. Some of us carnivores simply cannot stomach seeing how the sausage is made. So we don’t. We form our lives so that it is not seen, and we never stop eating it. But we know what happens.

The issue here is not cognitive dissonance, nor is it the supposed monotony of atrocity, but the way ideology informs the senses; it’s not so much a desensitization as a re-sensitization. Up is down, suffering is joy, death is life. The garden is fertilized with the ashes of the national enemy. The characters have not gone blind and deaf. Quite the contrary. And this is what makes the film so sickening and so cleverly accusatory.

When the older brother picks up the youngest, carrying him crying across the perfect garden, and locks him in the greenhouse with sadistic satisfaction and quiet laughter, my body silently screamed in total, agonizing horror. But my terror was not at the ruination of the Hoss children by their proximity to the most notorious Nazi death camp, but that I have seen this before. Is the lesson of sadism and domination any less complete when the mother and child step over a frostbitten homeless person as they enter a cafe? When the father is rude to the server or the drive-thru attendant?

In the final minutes, we are given what seems to be a naked critique of contemporary holocaust memory, threatening to derail the entire movie, perhaps only rescued by a soft invocation of the supernatural, an occult shattering of time. Workers methodically and unemotionally polish and vacuum the artifacts and dim hallways of a Holocaust museum. It is Auschwitz, present day, nearly eighty years after the events the film portrays. The workers move through their task as though flipping a room at the Marriott. What did you expect? Every injunction to ‘never forget,’ becomes the means of forgetting. Seeing somehow ensures nothing is really seen–or at least, not the thing that really matters. Representation only carries one further from the real. In a way, this becomes a conceptual mirror of the architecture of the movie; only by refusing to drop a camera over the camp walls are we able to really approach the truth.

We co-construct the Holocaust we need, the one that paradoxically comforts us in its singularity, in its supposed senselessness. We delude ourselves into believing the myth of its incomprehension. What is more terrifying? That the industrial murder of 13 million people was the height of human irrationality? Or is it in fact far more frightening to admit that the Shoah was the result of a rationality that we are all too familiar with? That it was the outcome of a logic and of values that we refuse to reckon with and have certainly not overcome. Its reason continues to work on us and through us now. It’s nearly ten degrees below zero tonight. Barely a block away, someone dies in the street. I draw my blinds shut and type out this movie review for no one.

When Hoss nearly vomits in the dark hallways of the Nazi machine, is this Glazer stumbling blindly into the trap of representation, the trap he appears to have consciously set out to avoid? Was this the mark of a filmmaker who doesn’t exactly understand what he made? Is this an instance of moralizing character development, entertainment, the type lambasted by Haneke in his comments on Schindler’s List, sneaking in the back door in the final minutes? I don’t think so. I think Glazer is perhaps attempting to have it both ways. He has created a film that functions almost entirely as a warning, negatively indicating the non-defeat of Nazism and forcing an uncomfortable confrontation with our own fascistic complicity. But with this final scene, a space is opened, a space with all the gravitational force of a black hole, a space that not even light can escape, a space where time itself is annihilated; this is the space of the Shoah. A singular event. A rupture in the fabric of the universe. But presented so as to not crowd out the sobering recognition of this chasm’s immanent origins; the fact that it is, in contrast to conventional wisdom, remarkably thinkable, comprehensible; and the knowledge that we do not gaze back at history as though watching a screen, but from within it, guilty, damned.

[funniefroggiehat]

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Isopoda is an order of crustacean, which includes woodlice and their relatives. Members of this group are called Isopods and include both terrestrial and aquatic species. All have rigid, segmented exoskeletons, two pairs of antennae, seven pairs of jointed limbs on the thorax, and five pairs of branching appendages on the abdomen that are used in respiration. Females brood their young in a pouch under their thorax.

Isopods have various feeding methods: some eat dead or decaying plant and animal matter, others are grazers, or filter feeders, a few are predators, and some are internal or external parasites, mostly of fish. Aquatic species mostly live on the seabed or bottom of freshwater bodies of water, but some taxa can swim for a short distance. Terrestrial forms move around by crawling and tend to be found in cool, moist places. Some species are able to roll themselves into a ball as a defense mechanism or to conserve moisture.

There are over 10,000 identified species of isopod worldwide, with around 4,500 species found in marine environments, mostly on the seabed, 500 species in fresh water, and another 5,000 species on land. The order is divided into eleven suborders. The fossil record of isopods dates back to the Carboniferous period (in the Pennsylvanian epoch), at least 300 million years ago, when isopods lived in shallow seas. The name Isopoda is derived from the Greek roots iso- (from ἴσος ísos, meaning "equal") and -pod (from ποδ-, the stem of πούς poús, meaning "foot").[2][3]

Classified within the arthropods, isopods have a chitinous exoskeleton and jointed limbs.[4] Isopods are typically flattened dorsoventrally (broader than they are deep),[5] although many species deviate from this rule, particularly parasitic forms, and those living in the deep sea or in ground water habitats. Their colour may vary, from grey to white,[6] or in some cases red, green, or brown.[7] Isopods vary in size, ranging from some Microcerberidae species of just .3 millimetres (0.012 in) to the deep sea giant isopod Bathynomus spp. of nearly 50 cm (20 in).[3] Giant isopods lack an obvious carapace (shell), which is reduced to a "cephalic shield" covering only the head. This means that the gill-like structures, which in other related groups are protected by the carapace, are instead found on specialised limbs on the abdomen.[3][8] The dorsal (upper) surface of the animal is covered by a series of overlapping, articulated plates which give protection while also providing flexibility. The isopod body plan consists of a head (cephalon), a thorax (pereon) with seven segments (pereonites), and an abdomen (pleon) with six segments (pleonites), some of which may be fused.[5] The head is fused with the first segment of the thorax to form the cephalon. There are two pairs of unbranched antennae, the first pair being vestigial in land-dwelling species. The eyes are compound and unstalked and the mouthparts include a pair of maxillipeds and a pair of mandibles (jaws) with palps (segmented appendages with sensory functions) and lacinia mobilis (spine-like movable appendages).[9]

The seven free segments of the thorax each bear a pair of unbranched pereopods (limbs). In most species these are used for locomotion and are of much the same size, morphology and orientation, giving the order its name "Isopoda", from the Greek equal foot. In a few species, the front pair are modified into gnathopods with clawed, gripping terminal segments. The pereopods are not used in respiration, as are the equivalent limbs in amphipods, but the coxae (first segments) are fused to the tergites (dorsal plates) to form epimera (side plates). In mature females, some or all of the limbs have appendages known as oostegites which fold underneath the thorax and form a brood chamber for the eggs. In males, the gonopores (genital openings) are on the ventral surface of segment eight and in the females, they are in a similar position on segment six.[9]

One or more of the abdominal segments, starting with the sixth segment, is fused to the telson (terminal section) to form a rigid pleotelson.[9][10][11] The first five abdominal segments each bear a pair of biramous (branching in two) pleopods (lamellar structures which serve the function of gas exchange, and in aquatic species serve as gills and propulsion),[3][12] and the last segment bears a pair of biramous uropods (posterior limbs). In males, the second pair of pleopods, and sometimes also the first, are modified for use in transferring sperm. The endopods (inner branches of the pleopods) are modified into structures with thin, permeable cuticles (flexible outer coverings) which act as gills for gas exchange.[9] In some terrestrial isopods, these resemble lungs.[3]

Isopods belong to the larger group Peracarida, which are united by the presence of a special chamber under the thorax for brooding eggs. They have a cosmopolitan distribution and over 10,000 species of isopod, classified into 11 suborders, have been described worldwide.[3][13] Around 4,500 species are found in marine environments, mostly on the sea floor. About 500 species are found in fresh water and another 5,000 species are the terrestrial woodlice, which form the suborder Oniscidea.[14] In the deep sea, members of the suborder Asellota predominate, to the near exclusion of all other isopods, having undergone a large adaptive radiation in that environment.[14] The largest isopod is in the genus Bathynomus and some large species are fished commercially for human food in Mexico, Japan and Hawaii.[15]

Some isopod groups have evolved a parasitic lifestyle, particularly as external parasites of fish.[9] They can damage or kill their hosts and can cause significant economic loss to commercial fisheries.[16] In reef aquariums, parasitic isopods can become a pest, endangering the fish and possibly injuring the aquarium keeper. Some members of the family Cirolanidae suck the blood of fish, and others, in the family Aegidae, consume the blood, fins, tail and flesh and can kill the fish in the process.[17]

The World Marine, Freshwater and Terrestrial Isopod Crustaceans database subdivides the order into eleven suborders:[1]

Asellota – This suborder contains the superfamily Aselloidea, a group that contains most of the freshwater isopods in the northern hemisphere, and the superfamilies Stenetrioidea, Gnathostenetroidoidea and Janiroidea, which are mostly marine. The latter superfamily, Janiroidea, has a massive radiation of deepsea families, many of which have taken bizarre forms.

Calabozoida – A small suborder consisting of two marine species in the family Calabozoidae and one freshwater species in the family Brasileirinidae which is found in subterranean locations.[18]

Cymothoida – Chiefly marine isopods[9] with over 2,700 species. Members are mostly carnivorous or parasitic. Includes the family Gnathiidae, the juveniles of which are parasitic on fishes.[19] The previously recognised suborder Epicaridea is included as two superfamilies within this suborder and Cymothoida now includes part of the formerly recognised suborder Flabellifera.[20] Also includes the former suborder Anthuridea, a group of worm-like isopods with very long bodies.

Limnoriidea – Mainly tropical isopods, some of which are herbivorous.[20]

Microcerberidea – Tiny, worm-like isopods that live between particles on the bed of freshwater and shallow marine habitats.[9]

Oniscidea – Semi-terrestrial and terrestrial isopods fully adapted for life on land.[9] There are over 4,000 species of woodlice inhabiting forests, mountains, deserts and the littoral zone.[21]

Phoratopidea – A single marine species, Phoratopus remex, which warrants its own suborder because of its unique characteristics.[20]

Phreatoicidea – Small suborder of freshwater isopods resembling amphipods, limited to South Africa, India, Australia and New Zealand.[9]

Sphaeromatidea – Benthic isopods mostly from the southern hemisphere with respiratory pleopods inside a branchial chamber. This suborder now includes part of the formerly recognised suborder Flabellifera.[20][22]

Tainisopidea – Freshwater isopods in a "relictual environment".[20]

Valvifera – A large group of benthic, marine isopods with respiratory pleopods inside a branchial chamber under the abdomen.[9]

[fritzsdiary]

trying to force myself to like this other guy but he’s ugly and stupid and unstalkable

[unstalker]

[fictionalnation]

I am so in love with my coworker. And its not very watpad. I barely know anything about him, and I constantly wonder where he thinks I look nice. I am the most confident person i know yet my words stumble when I speak to him, i hate this. Ew.

[romantizado-o]

Seu tumblr é muito bom! Indica blogs?

Muito obrigado, indico sim. ❤

É muito difícil indicar apenas alguns, mas normalmente gosto de todos que reblogo e muitos que ainda não consigo seguir.

Mas, aqui vai alguns dos que mais gosto e me identifico.

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[alphynix]

Cambrian Explosion #43: Radiodonta – Splash Of The Titans

The most famous radiodont is the classic charismatic Anomalocaris, but there were plenty of other members of the group who explored very different lifestyles. Instead of big apex predators, some of them became equally large filter feeders – the whales of the Cambrian.

Tamisiocaris borealis was discovered in the Sirius Passet fossil deposits in Greenland (~518 million years ago). Known only from its front appendages and head shield, its full life appearance and size is unknown but it's estimated to have been between 35 and 70cm long (1'2"-2'4").

Amazingly the existence of this radiodont was actually predicted by a piece of speculative evolution artwork about a year before the discovery of its filter-feeding habits was published.

Its front appendages bore long pairs of spines, each covered in densely-packed bristles that would have functioned like sweeping nets, capturing numerous small planktonic animals from the water and bringing them close to its mouth so it could suck them in.

The eyes in this reconstruction are based on "Anomalocaris" briggsi, a closely related species that wasn't actually an Anomalocaris but hasn't been given its own genus name yet. Surprisingly for a radiodont it had unstalked eyes with vision adapted for low-light conditions, suggesting that it may have vertically migrated, spending daytime in the deeper twilight zone and moving up near the surface to feed on swarms of zooplankton at night.

Along with the recently-named Houcaris these unusual radiodonts make up the tamisiocaridid family, and like their cousins the anomalocaridids and amplectobeluids they seem to have been primarily restricted to the warm waters of tropical and subtropical regions. They were also a much shorter-lived lineage, only known from the "series 2" division of the mid-Cambrian between about 518 and 512 million years ago – and they were probably among the casualties of the end-Botomian mass extinction, when widespread anoxic conditions would have severely disrupted the complex planktonic food webs they depended on.

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The final major branch of the radiodonts were the hurdiids, with fossils of this group known from all around the world.

They were characterized by their enormous head carapaces, sometimes so big compared to the rest of their bodies that they were little more than "swimming heads", and some species had two pairs of flaps on each body segment. Their front appendages were also uniquely shaped, with only a few of the segments each bearing a single massive spine lined with bristles. These spines usually curved inwards, creating a large "basket" that would have been used to capture small prey.

Titanokorys gainesi was a hurdiid recently described from the Canadian Burgess Shale deposits (~508 million years ago). Known from 12 specimens, it was one of the largest animals in that ecosystem rivalling its cousin Anomalocaris at around 50cm long (1'8").

Its huge carapace's streamlined spaceship-like shape led to it being nicknamed "the mothership", and the huge structure may have been used like a plough, shoving through seafloor sediment and sifting around with its front appendages to rake up all the small soft-bodied burrowing animals it uncovered.

Hurdiids were far more tolerant of low temperatures than their tropical relatives, found throughout the seas of the Cambrian southern hemisphere all the way into cold-temperate and subpolar waters. And this ultimately allowed them to outlast all the other radiodonts by far and survive throughout the first half of the Paleozoic Era – in the early Ordovician (~480 million years ago) the gigantic filter-feeding Aegirocassis reached sizes of around 2m long (6'6"), making it both one of the biggest animals in the world at the time and one of the largest panarthropods to ever live, while the last known hurdiid (and the last ever known radiodont) was Schinderhannes from the early Devonian of Germany (~400 million years ago).

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[smithsonianlibraries]

An illustration of an unstalked crinoid (also known as a feather star) from Austin Hobart Clark’s The unstalked crinoids of the Siboga expedition (1918).

Another noteworthy fact about this book: Plates IV and X were lost in transit from Washington to Holland. The replacement for Plate IV was successfully delivered later and bound with the book, but the replacement for Plate X never made it. Full text available here.

[shells-and-fossils]

250-million year old detailed crinoid fossils

Crinoids are marine animals that make up the class Crinoidea, one of the classes of the phylum Echinodermata, which also includes the starfish, brittle stars, sea urchins and sea cucumbers. Those crinoids which, in their adult form, are attached to the sea bottom by a stalk are commonly called sea lilies, while the unstalked forms are called feather stars or comatulids, being members of the largest crinoid order, Comatulida.

Adult crinoids are characterized by having the mouth located on the upper surface. These have feathery pinnules and are spread wide to gather planktonic particles from the water. At some stage in their life, most crinoids have a stem used to attach themselves to the substrate, but many live attached only as juveniles and become free-swimming as adults.

There are only about 600 living species of crinoid, but the class was much more abundant and diverse in the past. Some thick limestone beds dating to the mid- to late-Paleozoic era are almost entirely made up of disarticulated crinoid fragments.

Fore more, see: Shells and Fossils

[thestalkerbunny]

You know what? Fuck you *Unstalk your bunny*

-Screams in terror as I turn greyish and blow away in the wind like ash because my brand has been destroyed-