#Unknown Quantity

[clarabowlover]

Corinne Griffith - As Mary Boyne In

The Unknown Quantity (1919)

[lakesbian]

every day i wonder. What would happen if alec was alive to fight heartbreaker

[quatregats]

If I eat like five more cookies maybe I can sit down and write this fic <- not how that works

[bittersweetresilience]

i woke up in the middle of the night so i am not getting up yet but omg abahsbsja i know i was just musing about this whimsically but this is. A LOT OF ASKS. i am honored that you like my thoughts and i will give them!!!! and some of these asks are really good!!!! but i just hope you guys know that the time i spend chatting on tumblr is time i cannot spend on writing editing or posting fic 😭😭😭

[lindenattic]

[thebreakfastgenie]

Okay finally getting around to the grade skipping story. I skipped two grades. I skipped third grade and then the next year I skipped fifth grade. So it went second -> fourth -> sixth. The main reason for this is I was doing advanced work and at the time, you had to take the standardized test that matched your official grade, not the material you were doing. They later changed this policy allowing my standardized test taking to also be bizarre. But anyway, even when I was in fourth grade, I was doing fifth grade work for like half my subjects. I also went to a small, weird school with 1) multi grade classrooms 2) loose boundaries 3) new configurations every year. So when I would have been in fourth grade, I was in sixth grade in a 5-6 classroom. The next year I was in seventh grade in a 6-7 classroom. The next year, when I would have been in sixth grade, I split my time between the 3-6 and 7-9 teams.

Throughout all of this I had a lot of angst about wanting a normal experience. (In addition to all this I was doing separate curriculum from everyone else for a bunch of subjects.) I really didn't want to graduate early, which was the right call for me and I was fortunate to be aware of that young. There had been an idea all along that I could return to a traditional high school and I wanted that badly. So the idea was that I would be "held back" in eighth grade for two years, so I could enter ninth grade at the normal age. No one actually cares if you repeat eighth grade and I could just keep doing what I was doing, curriculum wise. Except I kept turning up on lists for vision checks and so forth as if my grade was still advancing. For like a solid two years when people asked what grade I was in I would honestly say "I don't know."

The eighth grade retention thing didn't work and I transferred to my high school when I was fourteen as a junior. I didn't find out until the start of my actual junior year when they were like you were supposed to graduate last year??? So officially I was a senior for three years.

[everything-in-retrospect]

Do you think that grief is like madness in a way? Do you think we’d classify grief as madness? Or duty? Throwing ourselves at things that we know we will never escape?

Is narrative our escape? Our feeble attempt at sanity? Or is it just another link in the chain?

[pochapal]

battler is driven by rage and determination to expose the culprit you say? interesting!

[roanofarc]

on one hand my opinion on ls dunes is still that i’m glad those guys are having fun but i don’t Need to listen to them and i 100% only went to that show for pinkshift on the other hand i don’t wanna kill time like it doesn’t matter. you chose this instrument yourself

[norfkid]

well thats awkward……..

average rig worker experience

[thedreadvampy]

btw if I'm ignoring anyone's messages about planning things it's only because I'm insane about work right now I woke up 20 times this morning plotting a spreadsheet in my brain and had to keep going SHUT UP BRAIN IT'S FUCKING SUNDAY I'M GOING BACK TO SLEEP

I'm so goddamn anxious about this shit right now. I've never done hiring before and somehow I've got backed into a corner where I have to do 4 parallel sets of recruitment decision making within 3 weeks. and I am kicking myself because I'm a manager now I should have had the courage to be a bit of a dick and say 'look I know it's not ideal but one of these will need to wait a few months' because when am I going to do ANYTHING ELSE????

[allcirclesvanish]

this concoction i made straight up tastes like zebra bubble gum

[brain-damage-culture]

I do this with my primary language because my brain can't be bothered sometimes to give me the right words when I'm speaking in the moment. It's really nice when people respond with delight & curiosity instead of disgust & judgement. In ASL, so much of the language is contextual and body language based that like, everyone fluent in sign is so good at picking up what you're trying to say, sometimes you don't even need to properly say it at all. There are people who sign with one hand, with missing fingers, while blind. As long as they kindof get close and have the right context, you can generally figure it out. That's not to say that misunderstandings don't happen, or that they can't be hilarious when they do. Every person who's learned ASL has either experienced accidentally signing "Nice to (lay with/have sex with) you" when trying to say "Nice to meet you" or heard of/seen it happen. The signs are so close! All it takes is a slightly changed parameter, the natural flow between 'meet' and pointing mashing together, then next thing you know you'll be telling that artist you just met how much you *really* enjoyed your 'time' together.

I actually really like the thing when you're starting to get the hang of a new language, enough to understand and say simple sentences but you gotta get creative to get more complex thoughts across, like a puzzle. I remember a time in the restortation school when a classmate who wasn't natively finnish and did her best anyway dropped something and sighed, telling me "every day is monday this week. I have had four mondays this week." And I understood.

I don't think I speak much of spanish anymore, but in the nursing school training period I did there, I did manage to get by with making weird Tarzan sentences. I got a nosebleed at some point and startled another nurse. Not knowing the words "humidity" or "stress", I managed to string together: "This is ok. It is hot, it is cold, I have a bad day, I am sad, I have blood. This is normal for me." And she understood.

And sometimes you just say things weird, but it's better than not saying it. One time, I was stuck in a narrow hallway behind someone walking really slowly with a walker, and he apologised for being in the way. I was not in any hurry, but didn't know the spanish word for "hurry", but I did know enough words to try to circumvent it by borrowing the english "I have all the time in the world."

The man burst into one of those cackling old man laughters that they do when something in this world still manages to surprise them. He had to be somewhere between 70 and a 100 years old, and I guess if there was one thing he wasn't expecting to hear today, it would be a random blond vaguely baltic-looking fuck casually announce that he is the sole owner and keeper of the very concept of time.

[margindoodles2407]

Since in HFSW post-Citadel Echo's right arm is completely skeletonized below the mid-upper-arm, I think sometimes to mess with his brothers he sticks his other arm's fingers through the gap between his radius and ulna and wiggles them. It freaks Wrecker out

[danthropologie]

maybe christian also rates iwasa? and just wants to see if he has it versus being completely over yuki after four years

it's possible, but when everyone involved at AT is saying how good daniel's experience has been for them and rb management (including/especially christian) is clearly not happy with them being in last place, i can't imagine they'd be keen to go right back to two young, (mostly) inexperienced drivers. and that goes that much more with the whole rebrand thing on the horizon!!

[open24hours-backin5minutes]

X was here.

Photo from my first visit to Las Vegas, Posed here because there was a photo in a book I had on X (the Band) of them all sitting here. So Had a friend shoot this. I can't find my x book to show the one it is based on. One day. I think it is back in a box of books at my sisters house in Wisconsin.

At the time X was a huge influence on me. They seemed to live the life I wanted. The drunken too many cigarettes in a night. Bloody Mary mornings and music I wanted to find. I lived on some level.

"I'll go somewhere else I'll move to the couch it's darker in the dark it's darker in the day I forgot you were a liar now it's five to twelve shut up and smoke and I'll go somewhere else no more orange nightgowns one o'clock and then it ends this is no place to be addicted to another place never get to go don't you want me to make it I took as long as you took you take a lot from me I forgot you were a thief I want to be like her instead I stay nowhere marked down in the basement lousy at the bottom a life of intermission"