Therapy is risky because sometimes they'll just ask you their standard "why can't you, though", and you think you're making some good point by saying something like "well if I don't do anything with my life then what's the point of being alive in the first place" and your therapist gets that look on their face and you immediately realise that your dumb ass just got caught, pinned to the ground with your stupid-ass neck between the spikes of a pitchfork, and you are not going to wiggle out of there before you two unpack what the fuck you just said.
Here's the thing I keep trying to articulate and possibly failing: I don't actually mind characters who are terrible people. I have enjoyed many. What I mind is characters who are terrible people while the narrative keeps trying to say that they are wonderful, often contradicting what the narrative shows us, with no self awareness
You’re a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You’ve actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer’s business, you finally reveal yourself.
i really like outsider POV, but the thing is, it fundamentally works better when whatever is going on with the characters in question is so fucking weird that no reasonable outsider could ever discern it
like, the ideal outsider POV should have at least some element of 'what the fuck is wrong with these people'.
do not handwash a blender! fill the blender with warm water and soap and then blend. after that all it needs is a quick rinse.
fuck champagne glasses, though.
muffin tins gotta be one of the top five worst dishes to wash by hand. right up there with them fuckass blender blades. all those nooks and crannies like… don’t piss me off
Genuine question: how do you use a crochet dishcloth? Is it meant to be more like a potholder, or can you actually use it to dry or wash things? It seems like it would be a bit abrasive/not very absorbent, but maybe I've only interacted with the wrong type of yarn and/or crocheting pattern?
(I tried to google this, and only found hundreds of pages answering the question "how do you MAKE a crochet dishcloth," a very different question which is already answered by the name CROCHET dishcloth.)
No, no, Bertie's the one who got The Chosen One killed through a series of unfortunate events. (It wasn't even his fault, really, but it sure did look bad.) Jeeves has been trying to sort out that mess ever since.
The villain laughs. “The Chosen One cannot spill blood on holy ground. I have won!” You draw your blade. “The Chosen One died the first day of our journey,” you say. “A Valet may spill blood where he pleases.”
An interesting demonstration of how the human brain works.
But also something of a lesson regarding perception, and the unreliability of subjective perspective versus objective reality.
You can be extremely certain about how you perceive the world, your "lived experience," that which you "feel it in my heart." But that doesn't mean it's actually true. And it doesn't mean we have to endorse it, or ignore or outright deny objective reality.