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love that we all agree in the notes

“Ice Cave” by Georgia O’Keeffe and a photograph of an ice cave.

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it’s been long enough i’m making an executive decision that we all need to go reread the tgi fridays infinite mozzarella sticks article

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it’s been long enough i’m making an executive decision that we all need to go reread the tgi fridays infinite mozzarella sticks article

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Shakuntala Devi, an Indian mental calculator,was asked to give the 23rd root of a 201-digit number; she answered in 50 seconds. Her answer was confirmed by calculations done at the US Bureau of Standards for which a special program had to be written to perform such a large calculation.

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hello can anyone hear me

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*sticks my hand in your nucleus and swirls your dna around*

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wizard: i have trapped you in a time loop >:)

me, loves routines: oh darn whatever shall i do

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i like that the new formula for spider-man movies is just keep adding more

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I woke up to my alarm one morning and heard the ghost-memory of my deadbeat oracle alcoholic mom yelling at me to get up. she wasn't there because she left when I was fourteen and I'm [redacted] now but I thought about her anyway. I got up and stood in front of the mirror but didn't see my three purple orbs staring back at me because the mirror was covered because I hate mirrors. I had to get ready because this was the day the sheriff's secret police were selling me, so I put my dirty blonde hair with natural purple hightlights up in a messy bun, threw on my radio hosting unitard and a pair of cat ears, and went to leave. when I opened my door, there he was, my new owner. the violet head of literal five headed dragon hiram mcdaniels.

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for the love of god please stop moving to florida

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The submersible’s disappearance has arguably been the biggest news story of the last 24 hours. That’s understandable in some ways. For one thing, it’s a mystery: No one knows where it is or what state its passengers are in. There is, moreover, a race against time, as the sub has enough oxygen to make it until early Thursday, according to the Coast Guard—if, that is, the passengers are even still alive. There is both the possibility of an improbably happy ending or of unspeakable tragedy—another element of a compelling news story. And then there’s everything about the janky sub and its rich passengers, who have risked their lives on what is essentially a novelty expedition. Without knowing their fate, it has the feeling of something out of a Ruben Östlund film: These people are so wealthy they can take dangerous chances in a vessel the size of a Honda Odyssey, just for thrills.  Coverage of the missing submersible unintentionally illustrates something even more tragic, however. On June 14, what was likely the second-deadliest refugee and migrant shipwreck on record occurred when a boat carrying as many as 800 migrants sank off the Greek coast. Greek authorities had tracked the vessel and early signs suggest the country’s coast guard was slow to act despite numerous warning signs. This is a huge news story, one that hits at both Europe’s ongoing refugee crisis and the callousness with which many European nations treat migrants who are desperately trying to reach their shores. Yet it has received scant attention in the American media—and the missing submersible story has dwarfed what coverage there has been. 

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I kind of like this look in the sense that I feel like it was made in a lab to piss literally everyone off. And ykw good for them

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