It’s a cold and it’s a broken jalapeño
Hast thou thy morning meds consumed?
Off with ye, then, and do so! (And also should’st thou some water imbibe.)
And thine evening medications, as well?
Hast thou taken them? If not, and if it be at or past the time for thy medicines, I urge thee to take them in a timely manner, as well.
Art thou avoiding (as thou canst) those activities which exacerbate thine infirmities, and engaging in those (again, as thou canst) beneficial to thyself? Please, I urge thee to care for thyself.
(Thanks Rachel!)
Not even joking I’ve never understood UV mapping until just now.
As a 3D modeler, I can vouch for this being 100% correct.
Here’s a link to a petition to protect Native American land in NC from a gas station chain which poses immense environmental threats, has violated workers rights, and will destroy land with historical significance to natives. My ancestors traveled the trading path they plan to build over. Please sign if you have a moment
[…] When a person fails to begin a project that they care about, it’s typically due to either a) anxiety about their attempts not being “good enough” or b) confusion about what the first steps of the task are. Not laziness. In fact, procrastination is more likely when the task is meaningful and the individual cares about doing it well.
I’ve been yelling this for years
Hi yall, author of the piece here. Medium instituted a pay wall so here is a link to access it for free:
Explaining the Kendrick Drake feud to my New England Old Money friend
this man is 27
theyre actually sautéing the horrors
The Good Place (2016-2020)
the city where we live doesn't allow public barbecues so my brother fucking welded a grill to a handcart and now hosts "chill and grill sessions" where he sends all his friends his live location so they can hunt him down on their bikes with sausages in their backpacks while he carts it around evading the police like some sort of barbecue vigilante, grilling on the run. i have never been prouder of him
I’m screaming??? So my cat knows I get upset when he steps on my paintings (not yelling or anything I think he just sees me spend hours trying to cover up what his paws do) in my “studio” which is a crammed small storage closet with painting all over the floor drying , so like I’m in there rn and I saw him try to get to point A to point b but it was impossible for him to jump over so like he realized the matte parts were dry and like he was stepping on the corners of the painting and every step he’d look at his paw to see if he fucked up and honestly it was the most thoughtful thing ever I don’t ever wanna hear anyone ever say that cats don’t care
I don't want to ask AI a question. I don't want AI to write my sentences for me, at all ever. I don't want AI search bars to be the default and I don't want them to be in such a way that I can't opt out. I don't want this kind of AI in my life and there is no such thing as AI art, there is only theft of art from human artists by AI scrappers. I don't want any of this, I hate it. Maybe in a world that isn't driven by tech bro capitalism we can see machines doing all the dangerous inane things so humans can be free to pursue life and creativity. But that's not what's happening right now and I hate it.
i cannot be the first person to post this here but i am going so fucking insane about the gaia music collective's one day choir singing wait for me. the opening harmonies are you KIDDING me
mostly posting this so i can be sure @haunthouse sees it tbh
GOOSEBUMPS. goosebumps and chills. damn.
ugh. some fruit has a venomous wooden bead hidden deep inside it
[Transcript: Look, Penelope. Look. There is nobody out here. Nobody. Do you see that? Do you see that? Look- Look over here. There’s nobody. Look over here. There’s nobody! There is nobody out here. End transcript.]
me reading the end of the odyssey
(Penelope is a small black chihuahua, roughly the size of three bagels, and is being held out at arm's length.)