Reblog the writers’ fortune cookie for luck!
Guys I reblogged this and then wrote an 8000 word story I didn’t even have a solid plan for. Reblog this shit.
Guys I reblogged this and then wrote an 8000 word story I didn’t even have a solid plan for. Reblog this shit.
“Damn that’s wild…..try this phone game though”
While we’re playing Lily’s Garden… they be playing Lily’s Heart 😔
you guys are missing the best part
DAMN BITCH
Oh y'all wanted a twist
yesterday after my procedure, while i was waking up from the anesthetic, i:
1. told every nurse and doctor that i loved them
2. dmed a bunch of my friends and told them i loved them
3. tried to @ everyone in my private discord server to tell them i loved them, failed, couldnt figure out how to ping everyone, and then sent a bunch of messages saying that i loved everyone
4. called picks twice to tell her that i loved her
5. while walking inside the house, barely able to stand and with bf holding me up, saw two people working on the house next door, said hi to them, told them i had surgery, and tried to tell them i loved them before bf dragged me inside.
6. told my doctor, who i have to see next week, to his face, that i loved him
7. tried to call bf’s mom to tell her that i loved her, bf stopped me and told me she was at work. i then begged him to text her.
i’ve come to the conclusion that i should not be allowed access to my phone while waking up from anesthesia and my mouth should probably be taped shut. however, the nurse who was taking care of me told me that i was her favorite patient of the day and she liked me a lot. she then put me in the car and i rolled down my window and went “bye i love you have a good day” and then begged bf to take me to mcdonalds so i could have a cheeseburger.
how could i forget about the tweets i made
also here’s some of the dms i sent my friends
i really should not have my phone until anesthetic wears off.
okay since this got some notes i wanna add some context to the cheeseburger thing since imo it just makes this whole thing funnier:
the procedure i had done was a colonoscopy/endoscopy. basically, my doctor knocked me out so he could shove a camera up my butt and another down my throat to try to figure out what’s going on with my stomach. if you don’t know, the preparation for this procedure is both rough and pretty disgusting.
for 24 hours, you’re on what’s called a ‘clear liquid’ diet, meaning you cannot have any solid food at all. the best you can have is broth. or jello. except i dont really like jello so instead i drank broth and tea all day. then in the evening you have to drink this utterly disgusting liquid for a few hours and i wont get into that bc it’s even more disgusting. but once midnight hits after 24 hours of clear liquid diet, you cannot have anything at all. not even a sip of water. nothing. and my procedure was around 10-11. which meant that i had not had solid food in about 36 hours, much less anything filling or with nutrients.
the other thing is, i’ve had this procedure done before. and the EXACT SAME THING happened. i don’t know what it is, but every time i wake up from anesthesia and am told i can have real food again, my still half knocked out brain goes “CHEESEBURGER” and refuses to even comprehend that other food exists.
i had spinal surgery in august and had to fast for about a day. the exact same thing happened. AS SOON as i woke up from my major, hard surgery, i begged my doctor for a cheeseburger, in between telling him that i loved him, while i was still in the post-op recovery room, before i was even transported to my hospital room.
for some reason, every time i wake up from anesthesia, my brain can only feel two things– “i love every person who comes within 2 feet of me” and “CHEESEBURGER”. it’s like after not being able to eat anything prior to the procedure, when i wake up, my body’s like “hmmmm i haven’t had any food in 24 hours… i should have something nutritious. what’s the most nutritious thing i can think of? oh right, a cheeseburger.”
so ive gone searching for the different types of alcremie so far, and from what ive found of the different types theres a set of body colors and a set of decoration/eye colors:
monotone:
two-tone:
these are all of the different kinds ive found so far (each individual picture can be found under the cut):
so with that, theres 8 different body colors and 5 different decoration/eye colors, and i assume that there will be an alcremie form of each possible combination of these, making there being 40 different alcremie forms, possibly more if there ends up being more body or decoration possibilities.
basically what im saying is im gonna catch at least 40 of these adorable fuckers
I made a difference in the world!
I’ve seen a bunch of people in the notes concerned (like I was) of comparisons of members of the lgbt to dogs: but upon visiting their website I was reassured that they monitor a variety of content, including (but not limited to):
THIS IS A GOOD SITE
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Favorite video of all time, always reblog
this is easily the best one. the slight facial expression change once he finishes talking. the horribly unnatural fall into the water. the nailed swimming animations. the ragdoll. this man is a national treasure
gumball snaps and kills james charles
god i know this website will call literally anything feral but this man really did embody the spirit of a rabid animal
For those of you that don’t know this is the sweet and loving kid that is the current voice of Gumball for Cartoon Network. He has a youtube channel and in there you will not find anything like this, because as I said this is a very sweet kid but he just goes completely ape shit when he saw the opportunity to kill James Charles
i almost forgot this blessed video exists
Wait there’s another one of these
If memory serves, what happened was that someone took a video of a Ukrainian military band playing some other song and dubbed a realistic-sounding version of A Cruel Angel’s Thesis over it. This proceeded to be everywhere on the internet, enough so that the band that put on the original performance caught wind of it, and decided to capitalize on its popularity by actually performing the song. This video is the latter version.
I’d like the Lopunny line a lot more if Gamefreak ever played up the fact that Buneary is the one Pokemon that fucking hates your guts from day one
Apparently this isn’t quite accurate. Buneary is not the only pokemon with that distinction. However, it is the only non-legendary on the list.
Buneary hates you with the strength of imprisoned gods
Buneary freshly caught sitting in it’s pokeball
Someone in facebook also posted this too
Omg
Mediglyphics
This shit’s infuriating
Oh, this is a type of shorthand!
There are 3 main types, but from my research, this looks to be American Gregg Shorthand.
As you can see, there are set symbols for every letter.
Let’s break one of the words down:
Using the Gregg Alphabet as reference, we can see most of the letters in “atrophied” are present. But why no “o” vowel, and why is “ph” written as “f”?
Simple. In shorthand, you cut out all vowels in a word when writing it down, with the exception of words that BEGIN or END with a vowel (hence the “a” at the start being present), or like in the “i” in “atrophied”, to make it more readable when the sound could be harder to distinguish if it isn’t written. In “atrophied” if the the “i” isn’t written, it could be hard to tell if the writer meant a “fud”, “fad”, “fod” or “fid” sound, for example.
Also, since Shorthand is a phonetic writing system, you are encouraged to write down the phonetic sounds of words rather than the actual letter blends - in this case, write an “f” instead of a “ph”.
So in actuality, these aren’t just meaningless scribbles - it’s Gregg Shorthand, a writing system developed to take down notes more quickly than when written out in full, which is very useful in a medical or journalistic environment.
Some people can even write over 100 words in a minute! And, it’s been in use since John Robert Gregg invented it in 1888! Wow! So old!
Isn’t language amazing~?
When I was in college, I wrote a paper on the real life applications of zombies.
Whether you love them or you’re sick of them, zombies as a pop cultural milestone are incredibly useful when it comes to disaster preparation. Organizations like the CDC and FEMA will run drills to train their staff using “zombie outbreak” scenarios. Parents of young children are encouraged to frame home disaster plans in terms of zombie attacks, because zombies are a fun Halloween thing, rather than something as real and scary as a tornado or a house fire.
But I notice it in other parts of my life.
I was looking into a setup for making my own rope, because reasons. When I was asked why I would even care about how to do something like that, I didn’t have to explain that it’s a neat skill to have and I like the idea of being a little more reliant on myself and a little less reliant on Target. I said “in case of zombies,” and the other person nodded like I’d said something perfectly reasonable.
Same goes when I’m making arguments for why I’d rather know how to repair my own clothes than buy new ones. I could talk about ecological waste and sweatshop labor and all that stuff, or I could say “yeah, but when the zombies come, I won’t be the one with holes in my socks.”
And yes, the person on the other side probably already knows a lot of that other stuff without me reiterating it for the thousandth time, but also, constantly talking about all the ways the world sucks is really not doing my mental health any favors. Sometimes it’s better to take a step back and pretend the scariest things we’re facing are a bunch of movie monsters that can be outpaced with a brisk walk.
You know what? This is actually really good advice.
I’m a broke student living on the 8th floor of a student housing place and I don’t know how often I wasn’t able to buy groceries because the elevator was broken. Or how often we didn’t have flowing water for a few hours, or I couldn’t wash my clothes because I didn’t have the change for the laundromat.
And a lot of times when there is one of those situations, I realise that I’m not completely prepared for that, because you never remember to prepare for everything. I’m not gonna go: i need to stack up on candles in case of a blackout. I need basic non-perishable food items so I can make easy meals if I’ve run out of money or don’t have the time/energy to go shopping. I need hand washing detergent in case I can’t use the laundromat for whatever reason. I need cash for when I can’t go to the atm. But the ‘zombie scenario’ includes all of that. A stack of water bottles? - Zombies. No-heat food stuff? - Zombies. Flashlight? - Zombies. Med kid? - Zombies. Extra batteries? - Zombies. Enough medicine for 3 days? - Zombies.
“Could I survive, alone, for 3-5 days in case of zombies?” is a pretty good question to prepare for emergencies but also to make sure there is something to fall back on in case you hit a rough patch (whether it’s a depressive episode, running out of money or just having a very stressful week).
I know that’s not what you were talking about, but I find it really helpful.
(I would also very much like to read your essay on the use of zombie)
This is exactly what I was talking about– I think you articulated it a whole lot better than I did.
I’m really glad you found it helpful!
every photo of a shoebill eating is progressively worse than the last
the one exception: this gentle boy who just wants to share a snack with you
I feel I should point out that the penultimate stork is being slandered. That duck was uneaten; the stork was just moving it out of the way, and promptly dropped it. https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1225223/Dont-forget-duck-Giant-Shoebill-picks-feathered-friend-blocks-path.html
Look at the duck’s FACE
What if the world… Were minecraft
I’m on page nine right now and this book is fucking weird like…ill admit I skimmed some of the Minecraft fan books and they just tried to be like fantasy novels but in minecraft land but this dude in here is like “uh the dirt is square and I have logs for arms” I can’t tell if this is genius or what
The guy is pissed that he’s punching the grass and can’t grab it
He Contemplates the Flat Apple
This dude is talking about how shit he breaks becomes like flat objects and he stacks them in his pocket like playing cards this is fucking
This is what I’m reading btw
Shut the FUCK up Max Brooks wrote this?
seeing ‘max brooks, bestselling author of world war z’ attatched to ‘minecraft’ was like feeling a sledgehammer being swung into my balls at maximum speed and power
i have this book, it’s pretty good because unlike most minecraft novelizations it’s written from the perspective of someone who doesn’t know shit or fuck about minecraft
Jack Black did the audiobook and listening to it is a spiritual experience
the longer this post gets the faster the sledgehammer is swung
The ride never ends
this is the only mood for being in your 20s
writing playlist: on
google docs: open
mind: ready
Page: Blank
I forcibly put words on the page
Mugshot of a 2-year-old Francois Bertillon, arrested for eating a basket of pears
Follow for more 1800s nostalgia
So actually these photos were taken by the kid’s uncle, Alphonse Bertillon, who was a French police officer and inventor of the mug shot. These photos were just taken as a joke, probably when Bertillon was developing his mugshot technique and needed someone to practice on.
No actual two-year-olds were arrested in the creation of these photos!
There was also an 1893
From people thinking a toddler was actually arrested, to people somehow misreading “1800s nostalgia” as “1880s,” to this person thinking a fucking daguerreotype was taken in the 1990s… this whole thread was a ride I didn’t expect to take today.
This is worse than that prime numbers post