#clean power plan

[lucabyte]

So does anybody else ever think about how Loop felt the need to demonstrate that the party's deaths wouldn't have any effect on the loops. I know I do but that's besides the point. Anyway I don't think Loop actually needs to bathe, they just like to feel included.

[tiabwwtws-art]

Cute ideas from @hydraposeidon

[du-hjarta-skulblaka]

And YET AGAIN for the umpteenth shift in a row I'm with the kid I struggle the most with

Is it any wonder I'm exhausted and dreading work all the time

[rawliverandgoronspice]

Gantober #5 - Surface Tension

Cheating again today, and introducing a WIP track from Thralls' Episode 2!! It has a fine sprinkling of Ganondorf in it, so I will arbitrarily decides that it counts!!

It's not finished and it will be much longer, but Things sure are happening in this scene and I'm curious to see if you can guess what they are :D

[distractionactivated]

Anyway my computer trouble is not the wildest thing to happen to me yesterday/today.

A strong contender was viewing a house without a bathroom, where the shower is a stall next to the back door where if you step out past the curtain you are fully naked in full view of the kitchen sink.

However, that does not take the crown.

No, that goes to the water company. Yesterday I was plagued and besieged by incessant noise until I left for my partner's before having my morning coffee (this will become important), and discovered on the way out that the water company had blocked off the main access lane to my building, so I had to go out through the garden; this meant I'd have to come in by going around the block (up a hill) bc the garden isn't accessible from the outside. Okay, fine. Sometimes works happen.

I drop by mid-afternoon and see that the road's fully dug up. Annoying, but I'm only dropping by; I grab a can of coke (again, important) and leave again. I'm mildly irritated that we weren't warned and now I have to go up the hill to get back in, but that's all.

I get back in the evening; the road is still dug up. Ugh. I go to the loo and wash my hands. This is, crucially, the first time I've used the water in my flat since my morning cuppa at 7am. The water explodes out of the tap, brown.

Uh oh. Now, I was lucky in that my hot water gets taken in the night before, heated up, and sits in its own tank during the day; I could draw off that water into the kettle and all the clean cups I had and be reasonably sure it came from Sunday, aka before the works happened. So I had some water. But it's late, the phone lines are shut, and I figure it's not technically an emergency because they already know about it.

Also, when I go to look for the contact details, I discover my laptop thinks it doesn't have a network adaptor. Which, I'm sorry to say, took priority.

So this morning I check it; it's not exploding anymore, and it's cloudy rather than brown, but I still don't trust it. I figure once my partner wakes up I'll go take the little water carrier we have for camping down and fill up there. But I want to know what's going on and how long I have to plan for. So I call the water company when lines open.

The verdict, after two holds?

"Uhhhhhhh, we're going to have to call the depot and get them to call you, our map's not showing any operations in your area..."

[queenerdloser]

my issue with cleaning is that it takes me FOREVER to get up the motivation to do it. like there's nothing that takes as much effort to get past my executive dysfunction except maybe. cooking. (because i hate them both.) but when i actually get started and force myself through it for longer than like 15m? holy shit i can clean forever. i will clean forever. i have done my gross apartment that hasn't been cleaned in like four months in one (1) day multiple times because of this.

[llycaons]

im also tired because I only got 4 hours of sleep today but who's fault was THAT (I....I have no idea. idk why I said that. it's just my body clock trying to keep a daytime schedule and being used to waking up at noon like I've been doing). but I can't sleep yet or else I'll wake up at 8 and this whole cycle will begin again. but at least I only have four more shifts to get through

[gayalanwake]

mr. small is van driessen. gumball/darwin are beavis and butthead if they were on meds . And larry is coach buzzcut. Get it because gay people

[lesdemonium]

the most frustrating thing about neurodivergence is that i work really hard to combat it, right? i set up systems and i set myself up for success by being proactive and taking the human element (me) out of it as much as possible. i do meal planning for the month and grocery pickups and scheduled laundry days and autopay to make my life function. not even easier, just functioning! but it's other systems that fuck me up.

my health insurance updated their autopay website to be "better" (it does the same damn things) and now my payment is late because they messed up moving accounts over so now i have to drop what i'm doing to sign up for my third account with them and set up my autopay again and i just. i don't have the energy for this. it's such a small thing but it's always the small things that tip me over. and this not getting done has real consequences for me but them messing with my systems over and over and making me jump through hoops has no consequences for them.

[longlivetv]

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[imaginepostingonmain]

"..."

"...Aye."

"I sp'pose it is."

[galsinspace]

Sometimes I make stupid bitchy petty decisions that will make things worse and I hate myself for it, but also, haven't earned the right to be a bit stupid and bitter?

If I've been friends with someone for a year and I helped her move and comforted her as she cried and spent hours in a bathroom stall with her because she was too drunk to move, can't I be a little bitchy when she doesn't text me back anymore? Scrolling up our chat history is a sad sad experience, a bunch of messages from me that she never answered. And I always accepted it because I know she's busy, I forget to reply too, but I'm just so fed up.

She called me two days ago to ask if I could help out at work. I couldn't. I messaged her yesterday because I need a certificate from work. She didn't reply. I messaged her today and said that I'm aware she never really replies but that I wanted to invite her anyway to hang out with me and some other people tomorrow. And that's when she replies.

Never replied to my nice and normal messages asking how she's doing and if she wants to hang out, but suddenly when I'm being slightly bitchy she's like "why are you being so hostile". I just don't really know how to handle this

[wibble-wobbegong]

hi wibs i miss you and i’m spiritually sending u all the love in the universe

SIERRA :((( I LOVE U TOO MAN

i really need to get back into the fandom and talk to people more, idk what happened to me BUT i will try to come back soon!! i need to force myself into a rewatch and return to the autism

[the-narwhals-awaken]

Bloody Hearts Bingo Day 23

Prompt: Whump, Ooh La La | Whisper dirty secrets while I'm pulling on your hair, poison in our veins but we don't even care

It was times like this, Uryuu thought, that reminded him why he loved learning. The chance to master new skills, to understand more and experience the feeling of every piece snapping into place, of complexity spiralling outwards in perfect patterns- it was intoxicating, brilliant, and he knew he'd never get enough of it.

Kisuke (he'd demanded they use his name or a nickname when not in the field) stood behind him, adjusting his position every time he shifted out of it and murmuring a string of instructions in his ear. He'd insisted that they help him in the more complex workings, ensuring that they knew each other inside and out and allowing the practice of skills that might have needed an awful lot of work to refine otherwise.

Uryuu had picked his specialization quickly- the physical side of things reminded him too much of Ryuuken's demands that he study medicine, so while he'd picked up enough to be a passable battlefield medic, he'd thrown himself into the metaphysical side of things with a passion.

"Careful, Uryuu-kun," Urahara murmured, directing his head with a casual tug on his hair, "you wouldn't want our dear Ichigo-kun to have to deal with snags, now, would you?" Uryuu suppressed a shudder and smoothed out another set of snarls in the power that ran all through Ichigo's body. It took time to detangle the horrific mess of three disparate beings' natures shoved into a single vessel, but the work had proven a great benefit.

Uryuu pulled back, finished with the section, and Orihime's power flickered, sealing up the small physical wound necessary as Uryuu bent a single flicker of Ichigo's reiatsu to split open his skin in another spot. Fine threads of power reached into the hole, pulling out the knots of power and tugging here and there for Uryuu to work. Occasionally, the IV still in his arm tugged, reminding him of his presence, but he dismissed it easily- it was as close as it could be, and the limit was a good reminder to pace himself, move slowly and steadily and not rush things. This was not the first time he'd helped peel Ichigo open to help him mend things and it wouldn't be the last.

It wasn't the first time he'd hurt one of his friends to help them, either- Orihime had taken her turn learning as they carefully cleaned out the crystal growth in his arms- this time Orihime did most of the work, Ichigo providing a steady flow of Hollow-tinged power as Uryuu slipped his threads past skin into flesh to ensure there were no empty spaces, needles nudging things into place and shaving off the slight protrusions that lingered on bones. He now laid in the recovery room, waiting for the anesthesia to run its course.

Kisuke's hands shifted, lifting one arm and tucking the other slightly inwards. Uryuu let him move him, more focused on a tricky knot- it was a delicate balance, made only possible by the way the Quincy power and Hollow power seemed to be trying to cooperate, though frequently he had to tug thin filaments of Shinigami power to let the two coexist for long enough not to destroy each other.

Uryuu let the song that had been stuck in his head slip out, humming quietly as he kept working. Orihime picked up the tune, humming in harmony, and they continued their work. Some of it was more darning than anything, weaving threads of power into place to reinforce weak patches till they could heal. Some of it was mending, repairing the parts where opposing forces had ripped each other to shreds. All of it would ensure that Ichigo was stronger than ever, and for the protection of his friends Uryuu would do far more.

[ambitservice]

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[perry-88]

WTF

Of the 19 hijackers who carried out the Sept 11 attacks:

15 were from Saudi Arabia (a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)

2 were from the United Arab Emirates (also a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)

1 was from Egypt, 1 from Lebanon.

None of the hijackers were from Iraq.

None of the Sept 11 hijackers were Iraqi.

None of the 9/11 hijackers were from Iraq.