#and physics

[sweetie-peaches]

I think that in season four when the wormhole opened spoke became sort of and an. Other entity, channeling a wormhole through himself caused parts of him to become strewn, thrown, and stretched across space and time. And I think physically it changed him, there’s parts of him lost to space and the vastness of the universe. In his work with the wormhole he became just a bit more odd looking. His body reflecting the instability.

[gillianthecat]

forget this Celsius vs. Fahrenheit (I voted Kelvin) debate, what's your favorite unit for measuring pressure? Feel free to pick one at random or based on vibes even if you have no idea what they mean.

I've added the conversion into atmospheres for context, since one atmosphere (atm) is more or less the standard air pressure we all live under.

Not included were

kilogram-force per square (centi-)metre (aka technical atmosphere) (1.033 kgf/cm^2)

inches, meters, and millimeters of water

pounds-force per square foot (2116.22 lbs/ft^2)

probably many others I haven't seen

I tried to get the right names/abbreviations/conversion factors, but I make no guarantees of accuracy.

[swan2swan]

Okay but the bullets only shot Clark from the front right? Where did the back of his shirt go?????

Physics. If the front of the shirt is gone, nothing is holding up the back. Gravity pulls the front of the shirt down, which balances with the back, pulling it up. Eliminate the front, and now gravity is only pulling down on the back of the shirt (which was also pulling up on the front of the shirt at an equal rate, thanks to the resistance of the much more massive body). With no counterbalance, the back of the shirt increases velocity toward the greatest point of gravity: the ground.

[mintysneezes]

Why can't I have time to study everything

[prettyboyhowl]

Having the time of my life thinking about what final year high school subjects the ROs took/would’ve taken given the chance.

Ernestine would’ve 100% been a psych girl and would fight you to the death if you tried to say psychology isn’t a science

[lunaursstuff]

nerd

yep

[thowawayuntilfurthernotice]

Said it a year ago and I’ll say it again.

Pirate all your favorite shows, movies and games while you still have the chance.

Oh, and never stop supporting physical media.

[evilgoodguys]

he’d forgotten how much he missed that smile.

[destiel-news-network]

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[keystonewarrior]

I probably have have not made the bed in over twenty four years. I like math (yes, I am aware I am abnormal), and will try to guess how much gas I need and how much it will cost before the tank tops up. If I prepay with cash then I try to compute how much I will put in the tank.

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[gillianthecat]

ha ha yeah i definitely do not currently have the math for this. perhaps back when i was taking high school calculus? possibly not even then.

[wishful-seeker]

I would like to see more people talk about how jobs treat disabled employees.

I used to prep, wash dishes, and cook at mellow mushroom. I had chronic pain that wasn't NEARLY as bad as it is today, but it was still very debilitating. I told my employer "i cannot stand more than 4 to 6 hours. I CANNOT do shifts longer than this due to my illness." And even though i made my boundaries VERY clear, everyday i worked it was 8 hours at the least and 10 or 12 at the most. I would go up to my manager and say "look i really need to leave, my shift is over, my chronic pain is killing me." And he'd say "we really need to here, you HAVE to push through." And so i did, and after one, ONE month of that job my crps got incredibly worse to the point where i could no longer walk my dog around the block which was .5 miles. I quit, and that was FOUR years ago, and ever since that day I HAVE BEEN BEDRIDDEN AND HAVE TO USE A WHEELCHAIR. It is my biggest regret in life.

My best friend who has seen my whole journey has recently developed undiagnosed chronic pain, and she is in the EXACT same scenario i was 4 years ago. Busting her ass at a pizza place with extreme pain that hurts her so much she tells me "im in so much pain i don't even feel like a person." She doesn't feel LUCID. And her manager and coworkers are saying the same thing "if you don't help us you will let us down, we'll be in the shit."

That job thats hurting you isn't fucking worth it. I promise you no money is worth losing all your physical abilities and never getting them back. Your coworkers and boss do not give a shit about you, so don't you dare suffer for them. They will never understand your struggle and they will never try. They truly think being understaffed is worse than whatever pain you experience. They would rather you permanently damage yourself than inconvenience them. FUCK THEM. DON'T FUCKING DO IT!

[aliendeity]

the man who owns and runs the thai restaurant in my town knows me by name. he is one of the kindest and most thoughtful men i know. i started ordering from his place back in january, which was when i got my fibromyalgia diagnosis. back then i was using a walker, had limited mobility in my entire body but especially my hands, and was very visibly in pain. i always ordered the same thing: yellow curry with no meat, potatoes and carrots only (i have texture and other dietary issues). he always made it a point to make sure i could get out the door and carry the food safely. he had his workers package the food so that it was easier for me to open. as i kept coming back and i told him a little bit about my health status, he would always encourage me to keep going. he told me about how the spices he used were good for inflammation and began to edit the recipe just for me so that spices that were even better for fighting inflammation were used. he’d give me extra portions and despite the fact that i would tip every time, i realized later that he never charged my card for them. as time went on and my condition began to get better, especially with the help of a physical therapist, he would make encouraging remarks and tell me how happy he was for me. the day i came in without my walker, he practically jumped for joy, and despite my insistence, he gave me my meal for free that day. i continue to make progress with my conditions and i continue to go to the thai place. this man who does not know me personally and who i hardly know anything about is one of my favorite people. it’s interactions with humans like these that make loving life easier. and his curry really does help my chronic condition. it’s comfort food taken to the next level.