#2023 at 11:11PM

[food-log-life]

手巻き寿司🍣#夕食#誕生日会 #鈴木水産中山

[delenslovesyou]

[xaviergalatis]

11pm

Gx

[mft-toyama]

人間拡張とAIの関係、Human-AI-Integrationに興味をもたれた方はヒューマンオーグメンテーション寄付講座のシンポジウム記録をぜひどうぞ（ダウンロード無料です）Iの「SFと人間拡張」でも、言語とVR、AIの関係についても議論されています。 #人間拡張 #humanaugmentation https://t.co/frbU5iXX6J https://t.co/BkRdKzZKFh

— Jun Rekimoto : 暦本純一 (@rkmt) Mar 11, 2023

[conditionaljewel]

Physically I’m at 2:26pm (eastern) on just some Wednesday

Mentally I’m still at 11:11pm (eastern) on Thursday July 13th 2023

Because hell yeah it was a wish come true.

[wonjinburger]

writing prompt #04

bumping into each other as solo travelers ; park sunghoon

태양보다 찬란한 . . . 그게 바로 나

INFO : : park sunghoon x reader / romcom

wc : <1600

notes : this was lowkey rushed bcs i had an idea at 12am but i had to go sleep but i couldn't risk losing the idea

20 JANUARY 2023 : :

2:04 - it's currently 2am and i've just landed in paris, and i'm now heading to my hotel room to take a long ass nap.

13:12 - jk the nap lasted from around 11 hours. now it's 1pm and i'm going to go out for lunch. i've heard a lot of good word about a specific cafe so i'm gonna go try it out!

13:37 - the weirdest things just happened what the fuck? i bumped into this guy, who was really hot btw, by accident. obviously i apologized for it like a normal person but he just scoffed at me and left?? thanks for that random stranger.

23 JANUARY 2023 : :

12:02 - i just had a quick snack and i'm currently on the train to versailles, i wanted to have a quick look at all the beautiful architecture. i find versailles to be such a romantic and beautiful place lol

12:28 - i've arrived at versailles! i have a tour booked for today at 1pm, so i guess i'll walk around versailles for now.

13:13 - no fucking way, the guy i bumped into a few days ago is here too, like, in the same tour group as me. i said hi and he basically looked at me weird and left me standing. thank god idk this guy and i'll never see him again, he seems like an ass.

14 APRIL 2023 : :

10:16 - hi journal, today i'm in the netherlands, i heard about the keukenhof tulip garden and of course i had to come here. i just had breakfast at the hotel i'm staying in and i'm about to head out to the garden to see all the pretty flowers!

11:11 - THE GARDEN IS SO PRETTY OMG BUT THAT EXPERIENCE WAS LOWKEY RUINED. by who you may ask? by FUCKING FRANCE DUDE?? WHY IS HE EVERYWHERE???? like i was taking photos of the pretty flowers and boom, suddenly i see him through the lens of my camera, please get this guy out of my life

11 MAY 2023 : :

00:01 - i have finally done one of the things off my bucket list, and that is to visit switzerland! i always saw tiktoks and photos of the amazing view and obviously i had to come see for myself, but it's 12am rn and i am really tired so i'm gonna go sleep, then i'll explore in the morning

11:42 - okay i woke up a few minutes ago which is quite late, but i'm gonna go down to the hotel's cafeteria and have some brunch before i explore the town

4:51 - hi this isn't funny anymore, i literally just set foot into an eatery near one of the places i was visiting and i see france dude, AGAIN. can he just get out of my life atp please, i'm so sick of seeing his annoying (but ig good-looking) face. AND WHY IS THE ONLY AVAILABLE SEAT LIKE NEXT TO HIS TABLE???

-- (☆)

i'm going back home to korea today, i think i've been travelling way too much, so i'm going to go home and rest up and spend time with my family and some friends.

i boarded the plane and by that point it was 11pm and i was honestly drained. i spent a whole day exploring the more nature-y side of switzerland and the view definitely did not disappoint.

i sat myself down in my assigned seat and was so ready to fall asleep at this point. a guy walked over and sat next to me, and i bet you won't be able to figure out who was gonna be my plane seatmate for almost 12 hours. yeah it was france guy. he seemed pretty surprised to see me too i think.

after he sat himself down next to me, he looked at me, maybe i was staring too hard.. "hey" i looked at him, question marks practically all over my forehead. "can you stop staring at me" i scoffed at him, this guy is ridiculous!

the plane took off a few minutes later and i was starting to doze off, and unfortunately for me i left my neck pillow in my luggage by accident, so my head was dropping left and right.

i suddenly woke up and it felt like i was lying against something? i sat upright to see what i had been sleeping on, and it was france dude? he woke up when he felt me getting up. "you're finally up, my shoulder feels like it's about to dislocate"

'okay sorry for accidentally sleeping on your shoulder but like, rude much'

"oh shit, i'm so sorry. i left my neck pillow in my luggage and i think i just passed out suddenly" he scoffed and i was so close to losing my shit not gonna lie. but the next moment, he handed me his neck pillow and i looked at him while holding the neck pillow. "just use it, i'd rather you use my stuff than you use me" damn okay stranger. "oh, thanks?" and soon he attempted to go back to sleep.

it was currently 8:59am, which meant we still had probably less than 2 hours left of this plane ride, and i was thanking heavens because 12 hours next to this guy would've been hell if i weren't fast asleep.

france guy was moving around in his seat and i assumed he couldn't fall back asleep. i tapped on his shoulders a little to get his attention "hey, you can have your neck pillow back, seems like you can't sleep, and i'm pretty energized right now" he looked at me and sighed "it's fine, i'll just give up on going back to sleep".

after that it was pure silence. and i couldn't stand it so of course i had to open my big ass mouth.

"so.. you travel a lot?" he nodded his gaze fixed on his phone. "alone?" he nodded again still focusing on his screen. damn talking to this guy is so hard. let's bring up the past! "you remember the first time we met?" he finally looked at me. "we've met?" are you fucking serious right now.

"i bumped into you on accident in paris back in january?" he thought about it for a second before replying. "oh! i remember now, you bumped into me and almost spilt your hot coffee all over me" "hey! it almost spilt on me too okay, and i apologized for it" he shrugged it off and went back on his phone.

"you know, i kept seeing you around while i was travelling and at some point i thought you were stalking me" he looked back at me again, his eyebrows furrowed this time. "what the fuck why would i stalk you, i don't even know you?" "it happens sometimes" "hey, for all i know you could be the one stalking me right now" i was taken aback, speechless, i can't handle this guy oh my god.

"you know, your looks and personality clash a lot" he gave me a look that said 'wtf do you mean'. "you're a good-looking guy, like, i'd definitely date you if your personality was nicer" he stared at me for a while and chuckled a little. "for your information i have a great personality" "it sure doesn't seem that way" he scoffed and put his phone down before looking me in the eyes.

"i'm nice to people i'm close to, last i checked, we don't even know each other." "maybe we can change that" he looked shocked by what i said. honestly i'm shocked too, but i mean, he's pretty hot, it would be a wasted chance.

"you want us to get close?" i nodded. "you're ridiculous lady" i rested my head in the palm of my hands as i kept eye contact with him "it's y/n, lee y/n. and you are?" he looked at me in disbelief for a while. "i can't believe this is happening." he let out a deep and heavy sigh before introducing himself. "i'm park sunghoon."

"nice to meet you sunghoon. oh, i was gonna ask if you were korean, but your name just confirmed it for me" "are you heading home right now?" i nodded to his question. "homesick?" he asked, and i nodded. it seemed like he was feeling homesick too. "maybe we should hangout sometime while we're in korea" i blurted out suddenly, to my surprise he didn't oppose of this idea.

i then pushed my phone towards him, "can i have your number then?" he looked at my phone, then at me. "are you hitting on me?" i don't know, was i? i mean, i am interested in him, so i guess? "yeah i am, so what do you say, can i have your number? and maybe we can go out sometime and maybe even travel together?" he stared at me in shock, but his reply lowkey shocked me too.

"sure, let's go on a date soon"

[saintmeghanmarkle]

the contrast is as great as can be in New York by u/ElectricalAd9212

the contrast is as great as can be in New York Just been watching Prince William in New York today.He visited an environmental project which helps to reintroduce oysters into the New York river where they will form a reef and filter the water. He helped local schoolchildren with the work.He gave a speech and did a presentation on the Earthshot Prize nominations.He was there with many prominent people in environmentalism, business and philanthropyHe mentioned that he had had a jog in Central Park in the morning.He met the head of the UN.He met with New York firefighters and paid tribute to their work, and emphasised the importance of mental health for these heros of New York.Then he did a short walk and met some New Yorkers, shaking hands, chatting, laughing and being charming.The comparison with the ugly pair of toad-eaters and narcissistic drug addict ghouls couldn't be greater. Last time they were in New York they walked into a bought awards ceremony via the Hertz rental car sign, as she wore a tacky gold dress the same colour as the sign, made a disastrous speech so disastrous they concocted a fake car chase hoax that lasted less than 24 hours to get attention and made them even more of a global laughing stock and reviled by New Yorkers, were scoffed at by the Mayor, and summed up everything about how deranged and awful they are.Just by being themselves, Royalty has shone brightly, and contrasts with the lowest of values of Markle and Harry, who thought they were above everyone and to be worshipped by everyone.William is the embodiment of the best attributes of his father and mother, and the spirit of his Grandmother.God save our future King.​​ post link: https://ift.tt/Hgm578E author: ElectricalAd9212 submitted: September 19, 2023 at 11:11PM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit

[food-log-life]

大戸屋弁当🍱#夕食 #飲み会

[geekynerfherder]

Corey Helford Gallery presents 'Parallelization Era', a solo art exhibition of new works by Kazuki Takamatsu.

The opening night is on Saturday October 7 from 7pm-11pm PT in the Main Gallery at Corey Helford Gallery, 571 S. Anderson St. Los Angeles, CA 90033 and on the Corey Helford Gallery website until November 11 2023.

[conradscrime]

The Murder of Peter Fabiano

October 30, 2023

On October 31, 1957, Halloween night, in Sun Valley, California, a 35 year old hairdresser named Peter Fabiano answered his door shortly after 11 pm. Peter, being a little annoyed due to the late trick or treaters, said, "It's a little late for this, isn't it?"

The person standing on the other side of the door was not a child -- the person was taller, with a "grotesque" painted face, domino mask and wearing men's clothing including blue jeans, a khaki jacket and red gloves.

The trick or treater replied in a deep voice, "No" and held up a paper bag with a gun inside it. Then a gunshot was heard, and Peter's wife, Betty, and her teenaged daughter, Judy ran to the door to discover the shooter had already ran off and Peter was lying on his back.

Judy ran to the neighbours house, Bud Alper, who worked for the Los Angeles Police. In no time, officers were at the Fabiano's.

Peter was transferred to the Sun Valley Receiving Hospital where he later died from massive bleeding.

Peter was born in 1923, and after serving in World War II, was an extremely successful hairdresser in the area, and him and his wife Betty appeared to be a perfect couple, owning two beauty salons in LA. Betty claimed she was 36 years old and had two teenagers from a previous marriage. She had married Peter in 1955.

Betty had said that she, Peter and Judy had just went to bed shortly before the doorbell rang that night after 11pm. When Peter went to the door, Betty heard two adult voices, one that sounded masculine and the other sounded like a man impersonating a woman.

The murder of Peter Fabiano was known as the "Trick or Treat Murder" in the media, but who would commit this heinous crime?

A 43 year old woman named Goldyne Pizer was a medical secretary and described as "matronly." She graduated from Los Angeles High School in 1934 and had gotten married in the 1940's, but was either widowed or divorced it's unclear. In 1957, Goldyne met a 40 year old woman, Joan Rabel, who lived only 1 mile from Goldyne's house near the Sunset Strip in Hollywood.

Joan is more of a mystery. Some sources claim she was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and came to the US from Lithuania. Joan was a photographer and writer, often travelling to Hawaii for inspiration it's claimed. In 1957, Joan was also divorced and working for Peter Fabiano in his salon.

It was working for Peter that Joan met Betty, and the two hit it off. Joan considered herself a good friend to both Fabiano's. Eventually, Joan claimed that Betty told her Peter was abusive and controlling, and Joan began to obsess about the idea of getting Betty out of this life with Peter. Betty had even left Peter for a short period of time and stayed with Joan.

Joan would often discuss the Fabiano's to Goldyne, calling Peter "pure evil." The two would talk about Peter and Betty over coffee, and over a 3 month period, somehow, Joan had convinced Goldyne to become a hitwoman for her. She did not pay Goldyne for the actual hit, however she provided her money for a gun and borrowed a getaway car from another friend.

After the murder on Halloween, Goldyne was driven home by Joan who told her, "Forget you ever knew me."

On November 1, 1957, the next morning, Goldyne discovered she had not disposed of the gun, Joan had left those instructions out. Goldyne took the gun to Bullock's flagship store and put it in a storage locker.

It only took 2 weeks for the police to fnd this gun and question Goldyne, who confessed immediately. Both women were arrested for the murder.

In court, Goldyne was crying and showing obvious remorse, but Joan was stone cold, showing no emotion except for sometimes smiling. Goldyne plead not guilty by reason of insanity, claiming that Joan had cast some sort of spell on her that was impossible to resist.

On March 11, 1958, Goldyne and Joan pleaded guilty to second degree murder to avoid trial. Both women were sentenced to 5 years to life in prison, however no one knows how much time each of them served.

There are many rumours over this case and whether or not there was any lesbian relationships involved. Some believe that Joan and Betty's dynamic was strange, and the two were lovers. Others believe that Joan was in love with Betty, and needed to get rid of Peter as he was in the way. There has never been any definitive proof of this, and there's never been any proof that Peter was abusive to Betty.

It was claimed that Peter had asked Betty to end her friendship with Joan, which she did.

Goldyne died in 1998 in Los Angeles. Betty sold the beauty salon after Peter died and remarried in 1966. Betty died in 1999, at the age of 81 in Palm Desert, California. However, this age means that at the time of Peter's death Betty had been 39, not 36 like she claimed or those believed.

The real mystery is that no one knows what happened to Joan. She disappeared and no one was ever able to say where she went or who she became.

[ao3feed-destiel-02]

Knocked Out

Knocked Out https://ift.tt/m7Xd9fL by DeanIsSaved Sam starts noticing that Cas is exceptionally caring when Dean is unconscious (not in a weird way). Words: 2218, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Sam Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Fluff, Comfort, Sleepiness, Sleepy Dean Winchester, so happy that's a tag, Caring Castiel (Supernatural), Protective Castiel (Supernatural), POV Sam Winchester, Castiel carries Dean Winchester, finale never happened, And it never will!, Not here in the safety of this fic via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/1aklogZ December 11, 2023 at 07:11PM

[general-kalani]

"How thick are you buddy?" - @fantasycorrupted, 11:11pm 9/11/2023 QLD time

[dhr-ao3]

A Game of Giving and Receiving

A Game of Giving and Receiving https://ift.tt/x0W1H84 by Biirdiee_Rose Draco Malfoy was used to having a reputation follow him around. Mummy’s Boy. Death Eater. Spoiled Brat. Playboy. He most certainly hadn’t expected Hermione Granger of all people to test out the playboy part. Yet here they were, with her giving him the ride of his life on top of his desk. This was most certainly the best part of his week. - Draco is in for the delight of his life when Hermione Granger of all people takes him up on a friends with benefits relationship. He can't help that they have undeniable sexual chemistry. He definitely isn't developing any sort of feelings for her. No. Certainly not! Words: 6135, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Porn with just a smidge of plot, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Friends With Benefits, Multiple Orgasms, Cunnilingus, Desk Sex, Squirting, Draco Malfoy is Good at Sex, Idiots in Love, Mutual Pining, Draco Malfoy isn't good with feelings, Fluff at the end but you gotta wait for it, The boy is in denial via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/Vzl0FdS October 24, 2023 at 11:11PM

[remembertheplunge]

Alan Watts (a Buddhist philosopher who died in 1973):

"A Buddha is one who awakens from the illusion and from the thought that there is something to get out of life and that tomorrow will bring it to you."

In the World Trade Center on 9/11/2001, all were equal.

When the Trade Towers were hit by airliners on 9-11, all air travel was halted in the United States. The Skys went silent. 

Regarding this , I wrote the following journal entry on Saturday 9/22/2001:

“Zoe said about 11am today that since 5am, only 5 planes flew over her apartment house in San Diego. She lived about a mile from the San Diego airport run way. The planes flew directly over her  apartment house as they descended to land. 

Before 9/11/2001, a plane flew over her house every 10 to 15 minutes from 5am to 11pm.

So in 2000 on 9/22, before the trade Towers attack,  between 5 am and 11am, 4 to 5 planes an hour would have flown over Zoe’s house. That’s 24-30 planes. Campared with 5 planes during the same time span in 2001 on 9/22.

At our house in Modesto, we also are under the flight path of planes descending in from flights from the East. They are 10,000 feet above us. We can’t hear them, but, we can see them. On 9/22/2001, the skys were silent. Now, in 2023, when I see a plane fly over, I think, for now, we are not under attack.

9/22/2001 was to be the onset of the second wave of terrorist attacks via the mail laced with small pox or anthrax.

10/29/2001

Another terrorist attack could come this week. Remain extremely vigilant. Reports of Anthrax in the mail. US Supreme Court is shut down. First time sine it opened in 1935.

War in Afghanistan with a 1 billion a month cost.

10/24/2001

There is a terrorism Task Force.

Turlock puts up a yellow mailbox. You can dump in suspicious mail. It will be incinerated. Mail carriers wear gloves and masks. “Highest level of vigilance ever experienced. The 2nd wave!

The Vine radio station questioned listeners who are Not terrified.

I told Jim today that post the 9-11 attack) Modesto looks like a 4th of July parade that broke up and everyone is driving home. (American)  Flags, flags, flags! Ahhhhh. 

Even road side venders now push flags.

November 6, 2001

Today, fear of nuclear attack filters through the TV tube like anthrax filters through the envelopes.

End of this part of these entries

Note: Jim was my gay partner in 2001.