#Chin Waggery

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Ah, the Beatles.

Rex Harrison, Django Reinhart, Peter Gabriel, and, of course, Jack Lemmon.

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I genuinely don't know what "Let's go Brandon" means. I know it's a thing conservative Americans have adopted, and I think Trump fans in particular. But beyond that, I don't know. Thus far, I have never had it explained to me. I have, in fact, gone out of my way to avoid any attempts to explain this to me.

Explain it to me. Wrong answers only.

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I get no respect, I get no respect

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Am I shy? Or ‘just not that social?’

Am I shy? Or ‘just not that social’?

I’m definitely shy. I struggle to be myself around others. I get nervous, self-conscious. I fear judgement. Even interacting with members of my own family can cause me to curl up and stiffen in my shell.

  And yet… I also consider myself to be someone who is ‘just not that social’.

Someone whose default setting is silent.

And I don’t think this has anything to do with my shyness.

Even in those social situations in which I am more comfortable, I still won’t say a whole lot, because… I just don’t really feel the need to.

This is not a shyness thing, more a ‘can’t be arsed’ thing.

I’m perfectly content to keep my own counsel; to let the conversation go on around and without me.

Talking kind of bores me, if I’m honest. I don’t find it a very satisfying way to express myself.

I know a lot of people get lonely without frequent doses of chin-waggery, but not me. I’d much rather be hanging out at home by myself. Listening to music, reading books. Writing shit like this.

On the rare occasion I do find myself at some get-dressed-up-and-PAR-TAY event, I’ll get anxious about how much I’m not talking. But my silence isn’t all down to shyness. Boredom has a lot to do with it as well. A ‘what’s the point, is it time to go home yet?’ feeling takes over. And I think this lack of interest is what contributes to my insecurity in a lot of social situations.

  So, why am I mooching over this?

‘Cause I’ve been thinking lately about whether to undergo therapy to shake off some of my shyness (I’m not sure if it would be possible to conquer it completely).

Not because I want to be transformed into a social butterfly. I could have all the therapy in the world and I’m pretty sure on emerging from my cocoon of shyness I would still prefer solitude over socialising. My ‘just not that social’-ness is an innate part of me, I feel, and nothing can change that.

I’m a loner, a solitary.

That’s who I want to be in the world.

But my shyness stops me.

It keeps me cowed, always worrying about what people think about me. So, I don’t tell people I don’t want to go out. I get embarrassed about admitting to my weekends and holidays spent alone.  

It stops me from setting boundaries. It makes me too sweet too smiley too ‘yes-that’s-no-problem’-y.

And it makes me feel all skew-whiff in my own skin. It stops me from stretching out, taking up space, and moving with ease, naturally.  

All in all, being shy stops me from being my true self in the world.

Becoming less shy would, I feel, enable me to live more honestly, more authentically. No longer so afraid, I would quit giving people the girl they want to see, the girl they expect to see; and instead let them see the real - ‘just not that social’ - me.

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Not to be a bitch, but if he raced with that card against his chest, wouldn’t it ruin the card?

All I’m saying is I hope he has a spare Blue Eyes White Dragon.

why is this the hottest thing i've ever seen

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Check the rules, @NONBINARY on Twitter. Light Yagami’s reckless hate has gotten him into much more trouble than he ever bargained for this time.

The rules of the Death Note indeed say that if a person’s name is misspelled (or, in this case, they are erroneously named) four times, the Death Note is rendered useless against them.

However, the rules ALSO say that if the owner of the Death Note INTENTIONALLY misspells a name four times, they (the owner) will die.

One supposes this rule exists to prevent the owner of the Death Note from simply misspelling their own name, rendering themselves impervious to it. However, in this particular case, it seems to serve the purpose of illustrating a point about the self-destructive effects of irrational hate, and about acceptance and self-love (embracing a trans identity) as the ultimate solution to hate, nihilism, and tyranny (the reign of Kira) and personally I can’t think of a more fitting end for such a garbage can of a human being.

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Neil,

Please tell me more about the contest to be the puppeteer for Garry the Gorgeous Gopher. I do not care for early 70’s pop - especially the hits - nor do I much appreciate moral ambivalence. I suppose it’s alright, I just don’t especially appreciate it. So, as I’m sure you’ll understand, I would like to know more about the rules of the contest so I can be sure I don’t accidentally win.

Cheers!

Hello Mr. Gaiman!

About the last episode of Good Omens Season 2, when Aziraphael says "Ofcourse you said no to hell. You're the bad guys." Will his opinion of these Heaven-Hell dynamics ever change or will he be just as frustrating in season 3 as well? 😭

I'm really sorry, but Aziraphale won't be in Season 3.

His replacement, Garry the Gorgeous Gopher, who will be puppeteered by someone who wins a competition on Tumblr, isn't interested in good and bad, Heaven or Hell, but will spend the entire season lipsynching to early 70s pop hits. You'll love it.

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• Soaked through their panties.

(Come on, Ralf, it’s 2024.)

Showing 'Excitement' in Writing

Eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Bouncing on the balls of their feet.

Clapping hands together in delight.

Speaking in a high-pitched, rapid tone.

Grinning from ear to ear.

Jumping up and down with joy.

Hugging others spontaneously.

Cheeks flushed with enthusiasm.

Widening eyes and raised eyebrows.

Waving hands animatedly while talking.

Giggling or laughing uncontrollably.

Unable to sit still, shifting in their seat.

Heart racing with exhilaration.

Feet tapping or legs jiggling.

Practically vibrating with energy.

Exclaiming, "I can't believe it!" repeatedly.

Reaching out to touch or grab someone’s hand.

Dancing or spinning around.

Clutching their chest as if to contain the excitement.

Practicing or rehearsing what they’ll say or do.

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Me: Oh no, how do I say this? Louis… the problem is… I just don’t see… I just can’t…

I don’t think I could be with a-

Louis: A man. (Stiff upper lip.)

Me: … No, it’s not that…

Louis: (Huh?)

Me: I mean, I’m not exactly your type, either, in that regard. And I’ve always said; “Everyone’s a little bit bi.”

Louis: So what could hold us back?

Me: Daniel

Louis: Daniel? Molloy? What does he have to do with this?

Are you in love with Molloy???

Me: Huh? No! Who the hell is that? No, Daniel. You know? Daniel!

Louis: (Lost) Daniel who?

Me: Wright! Daniel Wright!

You know, dour? Self-sacrificing? Never happy unless he’s got a sword he can fall on? “Oh you can’t do that, someone might stub their toe!” You know, Daniel.

Louis: So you… are in love… with some man named Daniel Wright.

Me: What? No! Absolutely not! You completely missed the point. See this is why you shouldn’t interrupt me.

What I said was I could never be with a Daniel. Then you got weird and made it about genitals -

That’s got nothing to do with anything.

Louis: Then what does he have to do with us???

Me: I don’t know how to state it more clearly. I can’t imagine myself with a Daniel.

Louis: So… you can’t be with me…

Because you can’t imagine yourself with this man you know…

Who is dour, self-sacrificing, and always - oh… (It’s clicking now. I see it now…)

Me: Yeah. You get it.

I mean, you’re a great guy, honestly. And, look, I hope I haven’t hurt your feelings.

But you did ask.

So this is kind of on you.

what the fuck is it about Louis de Pointe du Lac that makes every vampire who meets him want with the fury of a thousand suns to kill him, fuck him, or both, maybe simultaneously.

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Ironically, much scarier than Scary Spice.

Hannibal Lecter as a yankee candle

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I am glad to know you have overcome your eating disorder. I am also distressed to learn about your eating disorder.

Bonsoir from Paris Fashion Week!!!

I am so full because I ate, as @teamlynda says...

Jean Paul Gaultier Haute Couture by Haider Ackerman Collection Spring/Summer 23

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The ones who annoy me are the ones who act as though there were some kind of competition between the sisters.

I've never understood it. They are sisters. They love each other. How do you care so much for one, but hate the sister she loves so much?

People who put more blame on Elsa than on the adults in her life who raised her that way annoy me.

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Except have a child out of wedlock.

Seppuku barbie

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I hate to tell you this, @beeceit but that is An American Werewolf in Paris. American Gods is that one with Gene Kelly that I never watched.

I… I can’t tell you much more about it.

My dad is making me read American Gods… So like, what’s it about? The copy of the book we have has no dust jacket, therefore, no summary.

It's about three American Dogs who have to travel home from California to Maine. It's a long journey, but they face down a bear and several other dangers, including dogcatchers.

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You were the one who turned to the masses, Ralf.

You have done this to yourself.

Is anyone making popcorn? I could really go for some popcorn.

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I liked the parts with Neve.

I actually assembled a cut of the film that only consists of her arc, scenes where people talk about her, and scenes that I think are relevant to her story.

It was about 27 minutes, but it’s a pretty good movie.

The thing about the recent Goncharov resurgence is that imo people are reading way too much into the symbolism! It was a famously troubled production- the anecdote about Jean-Luc Godard ringing Matteo JWHJ0715 just to laugh down the phone and then hang up is probably untrue, but trotted in every New Wave cinema tell-all book nevertheless- and they were almost 20 million over budget. No wonder the dress in Katya’s dream sequence is reused by Sofia in the balcony scene, and appears on a shop window in Naples. They had to save any dollar they had left!

Replying to this SO late, but: ok a) symbolism is in interpretation, which means it's the audience's contribution more than the creator's, which means there's no such thing as "reading way too much into it."

Also, yeah yeah they were over budget but who isn't amiright. I DO believe the anecdote about how much they had to bribe every single soldier along the Berlin Wall in order to do all that shooting on location.

And c, they make the budget-necessitated symbolism WORK, okay! Katya dreams about the dress because Sofia wears the dress because the dress symbolizes the freedom she could have had if she'd left with Sofia then, and Katya knows that! So when she sees it in the shop window toward the end, it's still out there but it's too late, it's behind glass and she doesn't have time to stop, because she has to go kill her husband and continue the cycle of revenge... UNLESS you subscribe to the Katya Lives theory (10/10 I agree), wherein that specific dress is still probably out of reach, but maybe she can reach "New York in the fall" like Sofia said!

Constrictions create great art, basically. Imagine how much better some modern movies would be if they DIDN'T have billions of dollars to lean on, rather than, like, good writing and acting.