#~scary~

[engineering-anthology]

30 days of productivity

(because 100 is scary)

01 of 30

I'm drowning in my assignments, so it's time for a challenge.

I have two final projects this semester, and both are chonky. I have a draft paper due for one of them tomorrow (for which I'm still doing the data analysis... eeeeek) and a draft report for the other (computational) project due next week. I should be a lot more on-edge than I am, but I'm a little desensitized to failure due to my roller-coaster academic history. Eh, it is what it is and today I'm just here to crank out code and graphs!!

On the table for today:

data analysis for algae growth project (lots of data conditioning in my immediate future because I took shitty data)

send an email to my nonlinear dynamics professor with an update on the computational project (maybe chuck the project up on github if I happen to capture and exploit a moment of ambition)

Soon:

electronics exam Friday. I haven't started preparing. It might be okay?

another electronics exam next week

final poster for algae growth project due next week

walk though the math in papers related to the nonlinear dynamics project. The problem is that I do not have a good foundation in Navier-Stokes stuff, and I think getting myself to understanding is going to be the scariest part... but probably still easier to accomplish than the implementation.

Musings: I recently got a foldable bluetooth keyboard to use while coding at the library, and don't get me wrong, it's a lovely ergonomics upgrade from my injured-tyrannosaurus-rex coding posture, but I have come across an unexpected problem: apparently without the heat of my laptop, my fingers get cold! Now I need to make sure to keep some fingerless gloves in my backpack for this stupid HVAC overload. With respect to my to-do list I'm a little doomed, but I think the best I can do in this situation is make progress. Every 25 minute pomodoro session is a win when you're churning out tasks you dread. I might talk about the source of my dread in a future post--my relationship with academics is a ~super angsty romantic slow-burn~ that deserves more time and thought than I can give it right now. Ok! Back to work! I've sent too long writing this anyway, but it was a good break. I might post my forest as an end-of-day check-in. Good luck to all of you in your work and studies! I'm rooting for you! <3

[sidecast-text]

hey americans there is a recall on testosterone gel because they found benzene in it! please check the lot numbers on your batches, benzene is really not something you want to be rubbing into your skin, also you might be eligible for compensation because this is just insane what the fuck

more on this page:

[injuries-in-dust]

Weird and wonderful compilation of strange bird noises.

[cadaverousdecay]

❤️

[flamboyantly-understated]

maybe this is just me idk

[sakura-rose12]

So I had a funny dream the other night.

It involved a very gay witch.

[mroddmod]

the queen of the disco or whatever

[sadclowncentral]

shoutout to the guy who after unsuccessfully hitting on my sister and being politely declined asked her "is it okay if i ask your brother instead" and when she said yes gave me a long and searching look before sighing and going "no. i am not drunk enough to go for a dude. but you look like an angel" happy bisexual pride to this man and this man only. hope you figure it out soon king

[deadmansbistro]

what a week huh?

[saszor]

Overview of some topics when it comes to drawing characters who are burn survivors.

DISCLAIMER. Please keep in mind that this is an introductory overview for drawing some burn scars and has a lot of generalizations in it, so not every “X is Z” statement will be true for Actual People. I'm calling this introductory because I hope to get people to actually do their own research before drawing disabled & visibly different characters rather than just making stuff up. Think of it as a starting point and take it with a grain of salt (especially if you have a very different art style from mine).

Talking about research and learning... don't make your burn survivor characters evil. Burn survivors are normal people and don't deserve to be constantly portrayed in such a way.

Consider supporting me on ko-fi if you find this to be helpful.

edit: apparently tum "queerest place on the internet" blr hates disabled people so much that this post got automatically filtered. cool!

second way more important edit: How are people seeing this post where I specifically talk about burn survivors being normal, real people, and still tag this as "TW body horror"? Not a single one of these drawings or pictures is a fresh injury. All of them are healed. How the hell would you feel if someone tagged a photo of you as "trigger warning: gore"?

Disabled people are not your fucking body horror. Grow up.

[sashayed]

i dont give a FUCK any more man this has gone TOO far i'm deleting ALL the exclamation points from my work emails. that's right. i hope you have a good weekend. and no more than that

[bl00dline]

the whole tiktok situation is EXACTLY why media literacy and education on propaganda is so important. the notifications about tiktok going down and then coming back use VERY propagandistic language, and with a literal fascist coming into power in the us tomorrow we need to be even more critical of the information we’re consuming and stay on the lookout for political stunts like this

[vadersaber]

People turning against Chappell Roan for not accepting harassment & stalking of her and her family, saying Hozier is acting embarrassing for defending his girlfriend THAT Y'ALL WEREN'T EVEN SUPPOSED TO KNOW ABOUT after she got harassed online, calling Pedro Pascal names for.. apparently not greeting fans loudly in his own private time?

Y'all have GOT to get a grip on real life if you think celebs establishing boundaries is working against you. You do not know these people, you will not sleep with these people and they do not owe you anything!!!!!!

[tarragonthedragon]

ghost stories are alarmingly easy to spread tbh

when I was like ten I was walking back from the chip shop near my gran's house with a neighbour and we took a short cut down an alley which was enclosed by garages except for one part which was wire fenced and led to the electricity shack

and while I was walking I chucked a chip over the fence. the girl walking with me, C, reasonably asks why I did that

"oh, don't you know?" I say, as if I'm not equally out of my own loop

she shakes her head. the enclosed alleyway has no streetlights. it's after dark. the shack is isolated in the distance.

"a little girl who lived up on the court climbed the fence once on a dare. she went up to the shack and touched it, but there was a wire sticking out, and when she touched it, she got electrocuted and died, right there. if you come back in the daylight, you can still see the black mark."

[editor's note: the court was the smaller road off the side of the crescent, which was the one C's family and my gran lived on. the houses there were slightly more expensive and newer, almost all occupied by wealthy commuters to the city, where most of the crescent houses were occupied by retirees and locals who worked on the trading estate. naturally, crescent kids hated the court. houses there got bricked about once a month.]

"no she didn't," C says

I made up this story for absolutely no reason and with no plan, but I'm not gonna back down now. "sure she did. and if you go past on your way back from the shops and you don't leave her an offering, she'll follow you home through the streetlights. one flickers behind you, then the next, then the next, until you get home. and then the lights start to flicker inside the house. even if you turn out all the electrics before bed, it'll be too late. she's inside. and you'll wake up on the night and see her, and she'll be so awful to see it'll stop your heart."

[editor's note: the streetlights always flickered. this was because our neighbour monkey george kept setting the junction boxes on fire]

"I never did before and she never followed me home!"

"do you come down the alley after dark? or do you take the main road with the streetlights?" I knew she didn't use the shortcut, because I'd been the one to talk her into it that night. she was three years younger than me and scared of the dark.

C claims not to believe me, but she throws a chip over the fence too, and walks the rest of the way looking over her shoulder. I get to pride myself for the night on being good at scary stories, and don't think much more about it.

fast forward six or seven years. I'm back in town. I'm on my way back from the chip shop, taking the same shortcut home. ahead of me on the road are a couple of kids I vaguely recognise as old playmates' younger siblings.

they stop, and I watch one fish out three sweeties from the pack they're sharing. they take one each and throw them over the fence. they carry on walking.

I realise that this is probably my fault, as are any resulting pest control issues around the old electricity shack.

when I get to the fence, I throw a chip over.

[skenpiel]

i hope i never ever ever see this image while im high or it will also straight up kill me. it would make me so scared my skeleton would run away And id be a boneless scared heap on the ground