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marriael · 4 years ago

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Be my Latibule? (Changbin x Reader)

@skzrequests

Request: My pace 24 w changbin? uwu im a sucker for the idea of tattooist bin lmao I so vibed with this request, I love thinking about tattoist bin

Word count: 3717

a/n: part of the reason this took so long is I had to restart it twice :(

You walk into work at Insomnia Coffee Shop and your co-worker, Sohee, greets you.

“Anyone fun yet?” You ask. She's usually in when the store opens and often gets the most interesting customers.

“Not today. But yesterday a cute guy came in and ordered 3 americanos. Turns out it was for him and 2 friends. I tried to give them for free cause he looked half dead but he wouldn't let me. Who even does that?“

While she was talking you had slipped on the ugly orange apron and scowl when you noticed someone double knotted and didn't untie the strings.

You shake your head, “probably a college student pulling an all-nighter. What college student turns down free anything? Ugh, I wish some cute barista offered me free coffee, just, ever.”

Sohee turns and passes the drink over the counter. “For Jeno!”

A cute guy comes up to grab and winks at her before he turns to the door. Your jaw drops a little and you slap her shoulder.

“Is he a regular?” You ask.

“Nope. Said he got a recommendation from a friend and went out of his way to come. Weird day to do it though.”

You hum as the next customer comes in and you get thoroughly distracted. It isn’t until he comes up to the counter and speaks that you stop staring blankly.

“1 latte, 1 americano,” his voice is low and rough and he’s a little bit intimidating honestly. He’s got a small bit of a tattoo poking out one of the sleeves and you try and look at it before you have to turn around.

“Is that a tattoo?” You ask him when you turn around.

He rolls the short sleeve up to his shoulder to expose the full tattoo and you stare at the simple beauty of the moon and stars.

“Woah, that’s cool!” Sohee must’ve seen him just in her peripheral… or she was staring like you. You nod emphatically in agreement.

He blushes a little and says “thanks. Couldn’t reach this part of my arm or else I would’ve done it myself, but I still drew it.”

“Do you work at a tattoo parlour then?”

“Yeah, I do a lot of the designs for our place,”

You gasp, “can I come look at them? Please?” You pout trying to convince him to accept your strange request. You just felt something pulling you towards these drawings and the man who made them.

He looks at you for a moment then says, “yeah, let me give you the address. When you come in just ask for Changbin.”

He pulls out a random business card, not his unfortunately, and writes down the address. He slides it over and covers his smile with a sip.

You turn back to the coffee machines as he walks out the door but Mina stops you.

“Changbin huh? He was pretty cute,” she smirks.

“Hush your mouth and get back to work, brat.”

“Nuh-uh! I get to leave now but if, no no not if when, you meet him we're talking about this later.”

The next day was Tuesday and, thankfully, it was mostly empty of things for you. So you pull out the piece of paper Changbin gave you and looked up the address.

It was just a couple blocks down from the coffee shop and you head out. The building is small and squished right between a bakery and a florist, basically some cheesy romance just waiting to happen.

You walked in and looked around. There were corkboards on either sidewall and they were filled with drawings pinned to them. The bottoms of them fluttered a little at the draft you brought with you.

When you looked at him the man behind the counter raised an eyebrow at you. Ah, so it was very obvious you wouldn't be in here often.

You let out a little nervous laugh, “hi, Changbin told me to come see him here?”

The man raised both eyebrows at that. You fiddled as he looked you over again then laughed a little. “Changbin!” He suddenly yelled.

From one of the closed side rooms comes a muffled voice “go away Chan, I’m busy!”

The man at the desk, Chan, turns back to you “sorry, he’s always like this. He’s probably just sketching a custom.”

“Oh, I can come back later if he’s busy.”

Chan doesn’t answer you and instead yells at Changbin again “I know you’re not actually busy. Your partner is here to see you!”

“Hey!” You protest but Chan just grins at you as you hear the door open.

“Chan what the hell are you-” Changbin cuts himself off and gently smiles when he sees you “hey, didn’t think you were actually gonna come.”

You smile back at him. He looks much softer when he’s smiling and you were briefly caught off guard.

“Tell me again about how you’re not dating or at least interested, “ Chan’s eyes flick between the shy but wide smiles on yours and Changbin’s faces.

Changbin rolls his eyes but inclines his head towards the door he was behind and you follow behind him. He closes the door most of the way behind you and then moves to sit at the desk in the far corner. There are more drawings in here and you assume all of them are his. It’s a wide variety of subjects, from small sketches of animals and plants to large and detailed fantasy creatures.

“Sorry about Chan, he’s always delighted in teasing anyone who’s younger than him,” Changbin shakes his head, probably at Chan even though he can’t see or hear in the room.

“Have you two known each other a long time then?” You ask and tilt your head a little.

“Ah, yeah,” Changbin looks at you again, “most of us met in high school and a couple joined right at the start of college. College was really when our whole group started getting close, too.”

“Sounds nice,” you were paying attention to him, promise, but with such wonderful drawings surrounding you, you really couldn’t help it if your attention drifted a bit.

Changbin notices and raises an eyebrow slightly, “interested in getting one?”

“What? Oh, no no, not right now at least. They’re just… really, really good.”

Changbin immediately looks down and smiles, and you could swear he was blushing a bit but when he looks back up it's gone.

“There’s a couple hidden ones in here that aren’t mine. Think you can spot ‘em?” He challenges.

You immediately head up to one of the boards and stand about 5 centimetres away. You push a couple of them up and out of the way, making sure to be careful. There really is all sorts of stuff, Changbin must be pretty busy. A rushing river done with such detail you can almost see it moving. Swirls that when you look just right suddenly snap into focus to make an abstract, soaring bird. Nature moulded with a person or item in such a seamless way that there is not a difference between them, they are simply one continuous sight.

You’re looking for hidden drawings, not ogling at Changbin’s skills. Right. When you move one more there is a small piece of paper. There is… something on it. Either Changbin drew this when he was about 5 years old or it was someone else.

“Hey, I found one. I don’t even know what this is though, it looks like a squiggle.”

Changbin laughs, “hold on.”

He comes and looks right over your shoulder. You can feel his hot breath on your ear and feel his chest move when he laughs at the drawing again. You quickly reign in the slight disappointment when he moves away.

“Yeah, that’s the thing Chan keeps trying to make our mascot. Felix and I won’t let him so until one of us breaks it’s two against one,” he shrugs and it doesn’t look like he feels bad at all.

“Do all your friends have a drawing stashed in here somewhere?”

“Well, I’ve seen at least 16 drawings put in here so yes they all have one. Some of them and Felix, Jisung’s special twin, has hidden at least 4. There’s probably more that he did when I wasn’t paying attention.”

“Ugh, how many friends do you even have. If it’s more than, like, 6 I might be genuinely angry.”

Changbin practically cackles, “well then get ready to be absolutely furious. There’s 9 of us, including myself and everyone I’ve already mentioned.”

“That’s not even fair! How have you all been friends for so long without someone murdering someone else.”

“Oh, believe me. Seungmin’s wanted to. Unfortunately, his best friends are some of our greatest problem children. Though sometimes I'm pretty sure he'll murder them first.”

“Any other possible murderers I should worry about seeing?” You flip a couple more pictures up, still passively looking for any other weird drawings.

“Hm, Minho's murderous intentions are usually directed at Jisung. He'd do it for his cats too, though. He definitely fits in well.”

“Were there concerns about him not fitting in?”

“Yeah 'cause, he was the last one to join us, but he’s just as chaotic if not more. For Chan’s graduation night he insisted on using some mini firework things he found. Nearly lit himself and Jisung on fire with the very first one.”

Something clicks in your brain. You’ve heard this story before, from one of your random classmates. He was… interesting, to put it politely.

“Are you talking about Lee Minho? The smug bastard who tried to get everyone to call him Lee Know for like 5 months? And Han Jisung, my co-worker kind of, that I’m pretty sure hates me for some reason?”

“Wait, you know them? And why do you think Jisung hates you?”

“Yeah, Minho was my weird classmate. I’m like 90% sure Jisung hates me because he barely looks at me and gives one-word answers to all of my questions. I don’t really see him other than during shift switches but still!”

“I think Minho actually might have mentioned you before. And Jisung is just like that around people he doesn’t know. Trust me, he actually has the capacity to be the loudest person in the room. By far.”

“Huh, I wonder how many of your friends I actually know.”

"Well, we're hanging out on Thursday. Do you want to come with and meet some more of them?”

You hum thoughtfully, thinking of any possible commitments you had made lately, “I probably can but can I bring Sohee? Just so I know someone there?”

“Do I still not count as someone you know?” He whines and pouts a little for the extra effect.

“Not enough. If you all go off on some inside joke I need someone to be confused with.”

“Actually fair, because it might happen. I’ll let you know when and where we’re going later then.”

You pull out your phone and extend it to him, when he looks at it confused you raise an eyebrow, “unless you plan to send it by bird I recommend putting your number in my phone.”

He makes a surprised noise and keeps his eyes away from you and on your phone. It has not spread to his face but under his dark hair his bright red ears peek out just enough for you to see. Even when handing it back he doesn’t look at you and you smile at his bashfulness.

“See ya soon, Bin. I work again tomorrow.”

Directions are not always your strong suit. You’d like to believe they are and that’s how you end up like this, no map and unsure of what direction you should even look in.

“You look lost,” a voice comes from behind you.

You spin around. A tall puppy-like guy is standing behind you, he looks slightly amused and you’re betting it’s at your expense.

“Yeah, do you know where M.I.A Café is?”

“Oh,” he nods, “yeah I’m going there. Let’s go.”

It’s slightly awkward, walking this distance with someone you don’t know. You search your brain with how to start a conversation with someone.

“Are you… meeting someone at the café?” You ask, slightly awkward.

“Yeah, a couple of my friends.”

“Huh, so am I. Well, actually, it’s someone else’s friends and I’m just kinda tagging along,” you shrug, realizing how awkward this will probably be.

“Good luck with that,” he says as he holds the door for you.

You enter and scan the tables for Changbin’s face. You wave and slip into the chair opposite him. On the edge of the table thankfully, hopefully Sohee can recognize the back of your head. Someone sits next to you and you get a little shock seeing who it is.

He grins at you, “hey stranger.”

The guy you walked all that way with one of Changbin’s friends!

Changbin looks between you confusedly, “you know Seungmin?”

“He helped me get here. I might have gotten a little lost.”

“A little, ok. You had no idea where you were,” Seungmin snarks.

“Maybe so!”

“Well good to know you get along with another one of my friends already,” Changbin interjects.

Someone comes up and sits beside Changbin.

“Hey, I’m Hyunjin,” he greets you simply.

You give him a little wave. You don’t like judging people so fast but he’s a little intimidating.

You hear a little scrape of a chair beside and Sohee pops down at the end of the table.

“Sohee, you made it!”

“Yeah, no thanks to you,” she sticks out her tongue at you.

“I’ve seen you somewhere before,” Hyunjin speaks up and you whip your head towards him.

Sohee looks at him and squints for a moment. They start looking at each other for so long that you think they’re actually just having a staring contest. You think you recognize someone walking outside but when you actually look out the window you have no idea who any of them are. It’s still a nice day out, maybe you can go out somewhere after this.

“Oh! You’re the guy I thought was going to drink 3 americanos the other day!”

“Sohee~” you sing.

“What?” She looks at you, annoyed.

“You forgot an important detail that you told me about him.”

She looks genuinely confused for a moment before catching on and shaking her head, “shut up, nope nope nope.”

“You think he’s cute!” You cackle.

You, Changbin, and Seungmin make fun of Sohee and Hyunjin for a little while. It backfires when Sohee manages to sneakily turn the attention on you, well you and Changbin. Together, you being together.

“Yeah, and you stared at him for so long when he came in!” Sohee says.

“Sohee, kindly shut your mouth,” you reply, smiling the most pained and fake smile ever.

“Ok, please don’t pour your drink on me, I’m afraid. Also we work together so I’m coming for you.”

You just roll your eyes at her, you didn’t actually scare her and you both know that. She just likes to be some sort of annoying sister to you.

Hyunjin clears his throat and when you look at him his eyes are bright. He smiles sneakily and says, “you should hear about the time Changbin actually poured his drink on someone.”

“Hyunjin that was an accident and you know it!” Changbin exclaims, attempting to shoulder check a giggling Hyunjin.

You breeze into Blueprint Tattoos and Chan looks up in surprise.

“Hey there, didn’t know you were coming in today.”

You let out a single, unnatural ‘ha’, “I didn’t know either but uh, here I am.”

“Well, Changbin’s in his usual spot. I don’t think he has anything today.”

“Thanks,” you nod stiffly.

Looking around at the cork boards you can see some of them definitely done in Changbin’s style and a handful more you suspect would be his. You breathe out heavily and slouch a little before straightening and walking towards where Changbin should be, full of false confidence.

“Are you ok?” Chan asks and when you look over his eyebrows are furrowed and his forehead pinched down a little. The concern from someone you barely know is a little unusual but the warmth you get from it is welcoming.

“Yeah, just a little nervous you know?” You force a small laugh but you know it’s not convincing.

“Oh!” Chan exclaims, “well if this is what I think it is then good luck.”

Chan’s face is completely relaxed and you feel a little bit bad for making him worry so much. You’re not entirely sure what he thinks you’re doing but you smile at his kindness as you open Changbin’s door.

He has headphones in and doesn’t hear when you close the door behind you. You stand there for a minute, back against the door, just looking at him. Most people move to what they’re listening to but the only thing moving is his hand and it glides across the page. You have no idea what he’s doing but you just hope he’ll show it to you when he’s done.

You take a big breath in and out before approaching him. Tapping his shoulder gently you hope not to cause him to jerk his arm and ruin a line or anything. He stops completely and pulls his headphones out. He looks a little annoyed but then he looks up to see you and his face eases.

“Hi! I didn’t know you were coming today. Anything specific on the brain or did you just want to hang out with Best Friend Binnie?” He gives you an exaggerated and comical wink.

“Give me a tattoo?” You say, surprisingly calm for how jittery you actually feel.

“Wait, what? Are you sure? Like really sure?”

You roll your eyes like a stereotypical teenager would at their parents, that is to say, so far back it felt like they would disappear into your head, “no, Changbin, I’m not sure. I’ve really only been thinking about it basically since the first time I walked into this room.”

“That was only a week ago,” Changbin deadpans.

“Yeah, and?”

Changbin shakes his head, “I’m not going to give you a tattoo you’ll regret.”

You look around at the drawings. Feeling like that one action gave this decision away as way more spontaneous than it had originally seemed. Yes, you had been thinking about getting one and getting Changbin to do it for you but doing it today specifically was a complete impulse.

“I’m not going to regret it! Bin, please,” you pout at him.

Changbin tilts his head to look at the ceiling as if it will give him some guidance.

“What do you want?”

You clap your hands excitedly and then hesitate again.

“Well, I know I want a flower but… I want you to choose which one. I want it to be a flower with a good meaning behind it.”

Changbin nods and stands there considering your request. You take the time to look around his office again. Staring at all the intricate drawings on the walls you feel a bit dorky choosing to get a simple flower. Your eyes briefly catch on two stylized drawings of the word SpearB. One of them has a cute little ‘Binnie~’ under it and the other has a messy ‘Chanathan’ in English and Korean.

There are a couple of flowers scattered throughout the room so you’re a bit surprised when you hear Changbin ripping a page out of his sketchbook. His back is to you so you can’t see him cutting it down to a size to la and trace on your body. You can hear the gentle snips of scissors as you distract yourself with rows of flowers connected and individual petals with such detail you could believe them being real.

You watch as he gently traces the pattern onto your skin. You don’t recognize the flower right away but it looks delicate and beautiful. You think you catch him glancing up at you a few times but you’re pretty sure the clock is behind you and he’s looking at that.

You zone out almost entirely as he prepares. Well, it’s not exactly zoning out. You’d say it’s appreciation of an attractive man, your friends would say that you’re just checking him out.

Ok, so what if you are? Changbin’s shirt has no sleeves which means his arms are on full display which means that you can’t stop looking at the muscles flexing as he moves. Thankfully you’re conscious enough to look away when he turns back around.

The buzz of the gun wakes you up and Changbin is looking at you.

“All good?” He asks.

“Yeah, let’s do this.”

You watch for a moment as he starts going and the ink sinks permanently into your skin. It’s a strange thing to conceptualize, something being on your body forever. You catch a glimpse of Changbin’s concentrated face and you get completely distracted by him. If this is what he looks like everytime he gives a tattoo then you want to observe, even study, him.

His mouth is set in a firm line and eyebrows pinched slight inwards and downwards. His eyes are wide and focused and if you look closely enough you can see every slight movement of his irises following his hand around.

Neither of you say a word and you don’t dare move to try and look at the clock or your phone. Just watching and waiting in silence, but together. A shared silence is different than one had alone.

Silences by yourself can feel wrong sometimes but this kind of silence with Changbin feels so right that you almost never want it to end.

Good things often come quicker than they should and soon the buzzing stops. You can hear phantom buzzing still and suspect you will for quite a while. You lift your arm and look at it, it’s finished now but you’re still not sure what it is and certainly not what it means.

“What is it?” You ask.

“An almond blossom. It, uh, it means promise.”

“Promise, huh?” You grin and look at Changbin's pink-ish face.

You expect him to have some witty comment but instead, he just smiles goofily and breathlessly says, “yeah.”

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whatdoesshedotothem · 4 years ago

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Tuesday 14 August 1838

6 50

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very fine morning – up for ten minutes at 4 50 and had motion and again two hours afterwards A- came to me for a minute or 2 about six – Letter dated 6th instant from SW. about 7 this morning 1 1/2p. Mrs. Machans’ offer thro’ Mr. James Holt of her coal and wanting an immediate answer as Mr. Rawson had applied for the coal - £600 by instalments of £100 per annum and £100 paid down or £700 by instalments of £50 per annum and £100 paid down – very bad hay-weather still 12DW. out on the 6th instant – on our return from Cautertz [Cauterets] last night (after our Spanish journey) joint letter direct to A- her midsummer rent account but p. 3 to me from Mr. S. Washington of the 1st instant to which reached here on Saturday last the 11th instant – merely to tell me the hay-weather was bad – the draft for the engine chimney ‘nearly driven thro’, and the works progressing, but I could like the reasons to get on a little faster’ – very busy at the Northgate hotel with jury-cases ‘to settle the value of lands taken from the Manchester and Leeds railways’ – very fine morning – very hot but not so suffocatingly hot as at Cautertz [Cauterets] yesterday morning tho’ at 9 ¼ am there F73° and at 7 35 here this morning F74 ½° - settling my things – a little while with A- breakfast at 9 – sat eating Spanish black grapes (1st time of grapes this season) and reading the newspaper till 11 – then had A- ¾ hour in my room talking over our letters from SW. – then till 12 10 wrote the above of today – feel much better this morning – a good night has in some sort corrected the terrible raspberries of yesterdays’ breakfast but I still feel the effects of my jolting hot to Jaca and back on Friday – A- is all the better for it – her journey seems to have agreed with her marvellously – sometime with A- writing to SW. – at 1 50 had just written my own letter to SW. as under ‘St. Sauveur. Hautes Pyrénées. France. Tuesday 14 August 1838. Sir – I received your letter of the 1st instant last night, and your letter of the 6th instant this morning – I shall be obliged to you to tell Mr. Holt to be so good as inform Mrs. Machan that I decline giving any answer about her coal till my return home, which will be before Xmas; but if she can make better terms with anyone else, she is quite at liberty to do so – I am sorry there has been such bad hay-weather – the ponies must, at any rate, go to Shibden hall on the last day of next month, and have a little corn, and sleep in the stable from that time, but run out during the day at first – John Booth will do the best he can for them, and must take them from green to dry meat so gradually that they will do without physic – they had best exercise themselves, and may run out for a couple of hours in the middle of the day till further orders – you were right to order a wall against the Platform towards the new-bank – the masons must not have to be waited for – I hope there is no fear of Mr. Crosslands’ doing well at the Northgate hotel – we are very glad to hear so good an account of Mrs. Walker – I am, sir, etc. etc. A. Lister’ – had just written so far of today at 2 5 when the horses came – A- determined to leave her letter unwritten out – out at 2 ¾ to Gèdre – men [met] 3 Spaniards with a mule and 2 large paniers of grapes from Barbastro – we were near the maison Cabanious – returned there – bought 7lbs. grapes at ./75 and A- and I sat in the little garden while Charles saw the grapes weighed out – sat or stood in the garden eating them and gave a bunch to the 2 guides – Charles told us how Cazos had deceived the prince de la Moscowa – had told him that I had not gone to the top – was sick on the glacier, and could not get farther than the little pic – but the guides had gone to the top – that Charles himself was sick

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annoyed – would not pay Cazos till this was cleared – either I had gone to the top or not – if I had, it should be avowed – if not, I would not pay – sent Pierre home with the grapes and at 3 35 went slowly forwards towards Luz determined that Charles should see the prince de la M- whom I wished to be so good as give it me in writing that Cazos had said I had not been at the top – the price un gentilhomme would do what was right – Pierre overtook us before Luz, and Charles went to the prince – we off from Luz at 4 (by the Barèges road) and at the village of Viey at 5 40 – went into the little church for a minute or 2 then, leaving the horses at the church yard gate, sauntered up the hill thro’ the village and sat 1/4 hour enjoyed the fine view of the entre St. Sauveur and Cautertz [Cauterets] mountains, and the beautiful look down upon Luz – off home again from the church at Viey at 6 10 – walked down the hill – Charles waiting for us at the bottom – he had seen the prince and the letter Cazos had written him to say that I had not been at the top of the highest pic – that I had only reached the lower pic – Charles explained – said that Cazos had deceived the prince but this the prince did not seem inclined to believe – saying ‘Cazos lui avait donné le laurier – le qui est fait est fait’ – and seeming .:. to take this for enough, and to be determined to support Cazos, and to be faché contre Charles? – Pretty sort of a prince de la Moscowa! the littleness of the man contrasts with the sounding greatness of the title – he declined giving it in writing that Cazos had denied my getting to the top of the highest pic – In fact, he is determined to keep the palm – the Cazos-laurier, if he can – determined not to pay the man unless he owned I had been at the top, for it was on this condition that he was to have the 20/.+ something (gave a five franc piece) on the top – settled for Charles and Pierre to take the horses tomorrow morning to the Douane at Gèdre, and then to see Cazos – get him to sign a certificate of my having been at the top, and then pay him – home at soon after 7 – the prince had told Charles there was no bottle – no! said Charles but did not a Gèdre man go to the top before you, he passing along the glacier? – the princes’ guides told Charles this – the prince denied this saying he had called the man back and he had returned – but this according to the 3 guides from Luz was not the case, for the man seeming not to understand went forwards – got to the top, and removed the bottle, at least, the bottle was not found by the prince and his party – Cazos told them that he and his brother in law had raised the pile of stone that Charles and Pierre walled up around the bottle – one of M. Flamands’ [Vilordry] wine-bottles – Queer little business – wrote as follows on an English sheet of ½ sheet note paper

‘Moi Henri Cazos de Gèdre je certifie que j’ai conduit sur le pic culminant de Vignemale la Dame Anglaise Anne Liste de Shibden-hall avez ses deux guides Jean Pierre Charles de Luz, et Jean Pierre [Sangou] de Luz le mardi sept d’Août 1838 Donnée à Gèdre ce 15 d’Août de la même année.

Témoins En présence de Signé

gave this to Charles with 20/. to be paid to Cazos on his signing the certificate – but not to be paid if he refused to sign – it was Charles’ own proposal to see Cazos at Gèdre tomorrow at the auberge in the presence of witnesses and talk over the matter over a glass of wine, and get him to own my ascent publickly [publicly] – I proposed the certificate much to Charles’ approbation – he said the prince had ‘devenu rouge, rouge’ when he assured him I had been at the top, but said he had the note of Cazos to prove he (the prince) had been the 1st – ‘Cazos lui avait donné le laurier’! – the guides and horses to be here at 3 or 4 pm tomorrow if they could – but to wait to settle the matter with Cazos if they could on which account I should be satisfied if they did not get back till night – all this took up near an hour – dinner at 8 to 9 25 – then wrote a little journal – had Josephine at 10 ½ for ¼ hour having the short hair at the back of my head cut – I feel strangely out of sorts – perpetual vertiges, and sickness very often, particularly on horseback, all but vomiting – my head heavy – myself dull – assoupie – oppressed – I cannot breath in these profondeurs – these bottoms of deep valleys never did and never will suit me – I shall be at the utmost length of my tether before we get away to opener ground – very fine day F74 ½° now at 10 3/4 pm

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anonbebe97me · 5 years ago

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𝕄𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕜 (Ch.5: Wasted.)

A/N: This was a fic I’d originally posted on Wattpad last year. Hope you guys enjoy!

Description: Working for Mr.Yoo Kihyun was an absolute nightmare; Y/N hated everything about him, and was convinced he was either part demon or at least some sort of reptilian hybrid- never in a million years would she have expected to learn that he was, indeed only human, and even worse; that he might even be…likeable?

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I tossed and turned all night. How could I focus on sleeping when I just singlehandedly embarrassed myself like this? I couldn't even bring myself to reply to Kihyun's message.

The sun streamed in through my partially open curtains and went across my face. I never wanted to get out of bed, but today was especially difficult. My alarm sounded, but instead of turning it off, I just let it ring.

"What is my life..." I whispered, turning over in my bed.

Finally, I became annoyed with the high-pitched ring, and I decided to shut the alarm off and get out of bed. I stretched, and immediately felt the tension in my body. I let my arms hang limp at my sides as I walked over to my bathroom, lightly kicking the door open.

I got dressed quite slowly- much slower than I normally would. I made minimal effort to look nice- I looked just presentable enough to pass as an office worker. As I got to the door, my phone started ringing in my purse. I pulled it out to see Lizzie's name on the screen.

"Hello?" I held my phone between my cheek and my shoulder as I locked the door behind me.

"Just remember- it's not a big deal. Just tell him you thought the cupcake was pretty so you wanted to take a picture," She reassured me.

I shook my head, though she couldn't see me, "He'll know I'm lying. He always knows," I said.

"He will not- You act like he's your father or something," I could imagine her rolling her eyes as she spoke.

"Correction- my father is less scary than Kihyun," I said, stroking my forehead with worry.

I hopped in my Uber and headed to the office. On days when I couldn't wait to get to the coffee bar and see Shownu, the rides to the office seemed dreadfully long, but of course, the one time I could use a million-hour car ride is the day that traffic seems the lightest it's been in months. When we pulled up, I almost dragged my feet across the sidewalk.

I opened the doors to the building and kept my head low as I walked in. I spotted Shownu across the lobby and I slowly walked over to him. Usually, my heart would be fluttering in my chest at the sight of him, but all I felt was a sinking feeling in my chest from the fact that I would have to face Kihyun.

Before I could get to the counter, Tiffany beat me to my spot. I could only see the back of her, but judging from her tone of voice that she was probably smiling- maybe even blushing as she ordered her latte with extra foam.

The only thing keeping me from finding her completely annoying, was the fact that i was avoiding having to go up to the top floor for as long as possible. Today, I welcomed the interruption in my schedule.

As Tiffany chatted Shownu up (of course, he was much too polite to tell her to shut up so the next person could order, but I sure wasn't gonna interrupt her either), I heard a familiar clearing of the throat behind me.

My eyes slowly closed as I braced myself for Kihyun's death stare. I slowly turned around, and of course, there was Kihyun.

"I need to speak with you."

His expression was cold and intense.

"I-" I began before being interrupted by Shownu's deep voice.

"Y/N," He said with a smile, "You're up."

I looked at Kihyun and pointed at Shownu, "I gotta- excuse me," I said, walking up to the counter.

"No mug?" Shownu asked.

I smiled exaggeratedly, "Not today- can I get a large?" I asked.

"Do you even need to ask? I know your order by heart," He chuckled as he revealed a large coffee from behind the pastry display.

My heart fluttered a little bit, but it was interrupted by Kihyun's harsh voice, "Y/N."

It startled me, but I tried to play it off, "Thank you, Shownu," said, sliding the money over to him.

He looked down at the money, and then looked at me. Without a word, he took the money and set it off to the side, "Come again," He said, his smile fading slightly.

I grabbed my coffee and then turned back to face Kihyun.

"Let's go up to my office," He said, immediately turning to walk toward the elevator.

I trailed behind him, like a horse to the slaughter.

The elevator ride was silent, making it seem much longer than usual. He didn't even pull out his phone the way he usually would- he just stared straight ahead. His expression, however, did seem to soften a little bit.

He lead me into his office and he sat down in his seat. I closed the door slowly behind me, and I sat down in the seat directly in front of his desk.

"You...wanted to speak to me?" I asked.

He didn't answer me for a while. It looked like he was in his thoughts, so I didn't speak again.

"Y/N, I consider myself a very professional man. I do my best to not get too close to my employees- not just for my own sake, but to avoid making my workers feel uncomfortable. Do you understand?" He asked, his tone was much softer than it usually was.

I stared at him for a moment before nodding.

"I don't know if maybe you misread my kindness yesterday, and if you did, I sincerely apologize," He continued, "but I meant nothing by my gesture yesterday. I was going to get myself food, and I knew staying late meant you'd miss dinner," His eyes seemed to search mine.

"Damn it, Y/N, are you even listening?" He asked, irritated at my silence.

My heart started beating faster as I felt the familiar feeling of wanting to run away.

"I..." My voice was quiet, "I just thought the cupcake was pretty, and I meant to send it to someone else..." I said.

His eyes were fixed on me for a moment, "Hm, is that so?" He asked incredulously.

I nodded, "Yes."

He sighed, "Well, as long as that's the truth," He saiid sarcastically.

I looked down for a moment, "It is," I said as I stood up, "was that all?" I asked.

He didn't look at, or answer me. I took it as my cue to leave.

When I walked out of the office, I slowly made my way to my desk.

The rest of the day went by quickly, and soon, everyone was packing up. I wondered what it would be like staying late today. After the last people headed into the elevators, I turned my attention back to my screen and proceeded to look over the draft of the contract that Mr.Lee's father was going to sign.

Kihyun's door opened and he held an open file in his hands as he walked out. He glanced over at me and stopped in his tracks, "You may go home," He said, looking back down at the file.

I was confused, "But...don't you need me to stay to look over the-"

"Go home," He said walking over to a filing cabinet at the far end of the room.

My blood was boiling, but I held my tongue and grabbed my things. Without realizing it, i was stomping to the elevator doors.

I got to the lobby and started walking toward the door, until I heard my name being called.

"Y/N! Y/N!" I turned to see Shownu jogging toward me.

"Shownu?" I was surprised at his eagerness to reach me.

"Here," He said, reaching out his hand.

I reached mine out to see what he was trying too give me, and when he finally dropped it in my hand, I shook my head, "Wait, why are you giving this back to me?" I asked.

He smiled, "I could tell you were having a rough morning... here's my effort to make it better?" He said.

I smiled, "You can't just keep paying for my coffee," I laughed.

He smiled and shrugged, "Says who?" He asked.

I looked down, my face turning hot, "Well, thanks Shownu..." I said shyly.

He smiled and then, to my surprise, reached up to graze my cheek with his finger, "Don't worry about it," and with that, he turned around to walk back to the counter.

Though my day was absolutely terrible, at this moment, I felt like I was on a cloud.

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By Friday morning, I'd managed to finish everything up for the building permits. I was quite proud of myself. I put everything in order and knocked on Kihyun's office door.

"Mr.Yoo?" I called through the door.

"Come in," He said.

I walked into the office and walked to his desk, setting the stack of papers on his desk, "I'm done."

He glanced at the stack, "Alright."

I stood there, waiting for a 'thank you', but after realizing I wouldn't be getting one, I walked out of his office.

It's the weekend. It's the weekend. It's the weekend.

By the time 6:30 rolled around, I was already packed and ready to go home. As I stood up from my desk, Kihyun came out of his office and cleared his throat, "Y/N."

I held onto the strap of my purse as I waited for him to speak.

"I found some mistakes in the contract. I thought you had made a draft beforehand," he said, crossing his arms. Though he wasn't buff, the way he stood made his muscles bulge a bit through his dress shirt.

"Mistakes? I made sure there weren't any- I revised it like six time," I explained.

He sighed, "You'll need to fix the mistakes before Tuesday. Take the weekend," He said, putting the stack of contract information on my desk, and turning back to walk into his office.

I snatched the papers off of my desk and shoved them aggressively into my bag.

When I got to the lobby, I was so mad that I flew past the lobby and headed out to my Uber, all without a single glance back.

I was ready to get wasted.

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misslisterkeepsajournal · 5 years ago

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1826 Wednesday 19 April

7 20/60

11 1/4

Read over and sent by George the note I wrote last night to Washington and the 4 notices I desired him to deliver today one to each of the firm of Messieurs Walsh, Hinchcliffe, Oates, and Green, saying that my father’s tenant John Bottomley had complained he could not get them to fence off the coal-road as was agreed, and if they did not do it ‘within the space of 10 days from the date hereof’....John Bottomley should be ‘empowered to keep the gate locked and to prevent their making any use of this said road’ - Read over and gave to George for the P.O. (at 7 3/4) my letters written yesterday to ‘Mr Murray Bookseller Albemarle Street London’ and to ‘Mr Colburn Bookseller Burlington Arcade London’ vide the last few lines of page 167.

James Sykes came - Charles Howarth junior cannot will not have the rail-posts gas-tarred there - I shall go and see by and by how the matter is - Sent James Sykes off (at 8 3/4) to seek hollys at Huddersfield of wherever he thinks he can get them - wrote the above of this morning, and set off to Halifax at 8 50/60 to see Mr Parker about Mrs Lees’s note - (having 1st gone to Charles Howarth’s to ask about the rail posts - young Charles civil - said he wanted them to be reared against the shop end for fear of the children’s [?] themselves - thought it best to seem satisfied, and said I had ordered William Green with the cart to take the posts and rails too immediately into Lower brea lane) - about 1/4 hour at the office of Messieurs Wiglesworth and Parker - Mr Parker had just sent me a note along with a form for the risiduary account of my uncles will - by George which George seeing me go there brought back to me - ‘Mr Scatherd does not seem inclined to give anything like an adequate rent for the premises’ at Northgate that we have done with him - Mr Parker to ask Mrs Lees £60 a year for the house and coach house - mentioned to him that while times continued so bad, we might might make some allowance, some return of rent, but this to be talked of after we knew what Mrs Lees would give - Briggs refused to honour the draft - neither Mr Stocks senior nor junior would pay it - but Mr Parker had this morning got the money (a man brought it while I was at the office - from Briggs’s bank I suppose) and I received it, £15.16.1, on behalf of the commissars of the Brighouse and Denholme gate road, the remaining £50 being to be secured on the road - Messieurs Wiglesworth and Parker had sent up John Williams the appraiser to value the furniture plate etc etc previous to making out the residuary account belonging to my uncle’s will - Mr Wilkinson of Heath, surrogate, will meet me here respecting the probate -

Returned as I went along the old bank and got home at 10 25/60 - Mrs Firth and her 2nd daughter came almost immediately afterwards she brought her bill, at 2 months, for £25 for me to accept and which I did accept - Told her very civilly I was going to leave the country, and should leave orders with my steward to pay her her money at the day, as it became due - while she lived in Halifax this would be the best plan - my late uncle wished it - She begged for time begged me not to do it all at once - I said I would do the best I could for her, and would settle this matter with my steward, but must have the money paid on the day it was due - there was now no occasion for bill-drawing - she leave Halifax she might again have this accommodation, but not otherwise - She wishes to get her oldest daughter aetatis 22 and of whom she speaks most highly the place of a companion in some family - she could instruct young children - I set my face against this - mentioned a lady’s maid place - promised to let her know if I heard of one, and, if on making inquiries respecting her daughter I found them answered to my satisfaction, promised to recommend her - said I could give her no hope of succeeding, but I would remember her - Had wine and biscuits in and was as civil as possible - both Mrs Firth and her daughter seemed much affected, and behaved very well and properly - said I was much engaged and left them at their wine and water - (they went very soon afterwards) - and sat down to breakfast at 10 55/60 -

Read, partly aloud, the 1st 34 pages Matthews’s Diary of an invalid - came upstairs at 12 5/60 - wrote the last 26 lines - settled my accounts which too me till one - then came downstairs - Mr Parker soon afterwards came bringing a written list of all Mrs Lees would want doing at Northgate house for which, all these things being done which will cost at least £100, she will give £80 a quarter - a new entrance to be made to the cellar - a window to be broken out under the stair case window into the little back court, and a new cabinet d’aisance to be there made, etc etc to meet Mr Parker at Northgate (to look about all these things) at 3 1/2 -

Went down into the fields - the 2 young men gas-tarring the railing round the bottom of the Dolt wood - got to Northgate about 3 - settled in my own mind - Mr Parker came as appointed - thought Mrs Lees would be well satisfied - the house to be ready for her to enter upon the 1st of September - she wants to have a lease for 10 or at least 5 years - so advised by Mr Edwards of Pyenest - if she did not live, it would be a home for her grandchildren - said we did not like to tie up our property for so long - would agree to a lease for 5 years, but Mr Parker was not authorized to say for longer - Staid talking to my father and Marian, and looking about - Mrs Lees will not have the walk which we think of throwing to the field, nor the room and chamber over it next to the stable which it struck me let off as a cottage -

Got home at 6 20/60 - Mr John Williams the appraiser had not quite done - Dressed - dinner at 6 55/60 - Mr Williams sent in his valuation - I noted the following items silver plate £160.7.6 - Farming stock, including our gig horse, £165.5.6 - my uncle’s wearing apparel £15.4.3 - Books in the library £30 - Drawing room furniture £18.9.6 - Furniture in my aunt’s lodging room £27.9.6 - etc etc making altogether a total of £675.4.2 - the furniture at Northgate is still to be valued - I fear we cannot make the personalty come under £3000 - tea and coffee at 8 3/4 - Afterwards wrote the last 16 lines - very fine day - Barometer 1 degree above changeable Fahrenheit 52˚ at 10 p.m. at which hour came up to bed - my aunt not so well today - bad night last night after being out yesterday in Mrs Rawson’s (of Stony royde) Bath chair - much shaken - very rheumatic (acute rheumatic pains) today, and hardly able to stir - Told Mr Parker I would rather meet the surrogate at their office - did not wish him to come here on account of my aunt - the occasion would only distress her - to meet him probably on Tuesday next - wrote a note to Mr Freeman to go early in the morning to ask him to fix an early time for calling here - I want to settle about the stone, and want ‘£500 or more, or less, at present as may best suit Mr Freeman’ -

Reference: SH:7/ML/E/9/0088 - SH:7/ML/E/9/0089

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putschki1969 · 7 years ago

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Japan Travel Diary 🎌

Okay, here it is, a more or less thorough report of my Japan trip in January (which mostly consisted of doing Kalafina-related stuff so I thought it might be interesting for some of you XD). Sorry, this is like 5 million years overdue. @mello-chi‘s comment about looking forward to my upcoming Japan trip reports actually reminded me that I still had this post in my drafts so I thought I better finish this now before I have to write another one XD

Without further ado, let’s get to it 〈(•ˇ‿ˇ•)-→

January 14 (Sunday) This was my first ever non-direct flight to Japan so I was not looking forward to it. I boarded my plane at around 10 am (Austrian time), I arrived in Paris at around noon and I landed at Narita Airport at around 9 am the next day (January 15 - Monday). Here’s a rare selfie of little me waiting to board the plance wearing my beloved Cakey bomber jacket by Lily Brown (it kept me warm during the flight ^_^). PS: Excuse the excessive use of filters in this pic. I was wearing no make-up.

You know what I find annoying, they have all these Japanese artists like LiSA and Nana Mizuki in the plane music library but absolutely NO Kalafina. Why?? And no, you don’t need to answer that, it was more of a rhetorical question anyways. I know of course that for some weird reason Kalafina aren’t as popular as those other artists….but still, so frustrating… I ended up watching a ton of movies :P I really envy people who can sleep during a flight.

January 15 (Monday) I didn’t do much that day tbh. I was too exhausted from my flight. I am glad they let me check in early at my hotel (which was in Kanda btw – very convenient location for tourists if you ask me) After I had freshened up a little at the hotel I did make a short trip to Akihabara to check if I could find any second hand Kala goods. That day I found a Blue Day wristband, a KNGNN postcard and a cheap Consolation Pamphlet (something I had always wanted but I never felt like paying the full price on CDJapan). Throughout my stay I managed to find quite a lot of stuff actually but more on that later. Here’s a sneak peek tho XD

January 16 (Tuesday) This day was dedicated to shopping. I think I spent almost an entire day in the Shinjuku/Harajuku/Shibuya area. I bought a bunch of Disney stuff and Pikachu merch for my sister and nephew respectively and then I searched through all the Kala-clothing stores trying to find some WaKei outfits. I am super happy because I got my hands on this cute patchwork skirt by Redyazel, the one that Keiko wore quite recently for the Songful Days promo video. I also bought a matching top because they had a special “buy 2 pieces and get 30% off” deal. I can never resist deals like that even though they actually make you spend even more money in the end XD (sadly, they didn’t have the turtleneck sweater that Keiko is wearing here)

After looking through each and every Lily Brown store in Tokyo I finally found this =>The long cardigan Keiko wore in Nikko (it’s so cute and warm!).

Aside from that, I didn’t really find anything else. I came across the Fig&Viper pullover Keiko recently wore but meh, that’s not really my style and it was still quite expensive. I also saw the Mila Owen dress that Wakana wore a while back but it just wasn’t worth the money (and now I regret not buying it T_T).

January 17 (Wednesday) In the morning I went to visit the lesser known Shinagawa Aquarium which – sorry Wakana – was VERY underwhelming and I can totally understand why it’s not as popular as the other one. The only cool thing was the free shuttle bus, it had a cute design. The aquarium itself looked quite run-down and it was much smaller than I expected. But hey, I met Shirowani-san and I got to touch a dolphin which was pretty epic. Of course I had to eat the parfait that Keiko ordered when she was at the aquarium together with Wakana back in the summer time. It was really yummy but it definitely wasn’t the best day to eat it because afterwards, I was freezing my butt off. Oh well, the things I do for Cakey XD

I really wanted to buy the cute shark backpack but it was just way too expensive T_T Forever sad...Now I regret not buying it. Then again, it’s not really my style.

In the afternoon I met up with my friend Pae and I finally received my goods from the Harmony events and the Acoustic Tour. BANZAI! As for the Harmony event merch, I got the black t-shirt, the blue parka and the keyholder. From the Acoustic Live goods, I got the pamphlet, the clearfile and the postcard set. (I love the black t-shirt SO MUCH! I have worn it a lot since I have gotten back)

Together Pae and I went on a quest to find more Kala-goodies and I got lucky once again. I found two old singles, a limited edition of Magia and a regular edition of Hikari no Senritsu (one of these days my singles collection will be complete XD But I have to be patient because I just don’t wanna pay full price for singles >_>). Aside from that I also bought the limited edition of the Seventh Heaven album which includes the live DVD. They also had a BEST Red Day cup for sale at Radio Kaikan (one of the many tokutens from back in the day) but meh, I didn’t feel like getting it. I wonder if any of you bought it? They also had a FOTW and 9+ONE pamphlet and a few other CDs (but I already own all of those so I ignored them). After my meet-up with Pae, I made a trip to Roppongi to eat at my first out of many Kalafina-restaurants/cafés. That’s when it started raining heavily (so annoying) but at least I found the place rather quickly (thanks to google maps!) I went to the very popular Tsurutontan where they serve huge bowls of udon!! I ordered Katsu Curry Udon (my favourite) and some yummy fried dumplings on the side (OMG, they were SO FREAKING GOOD!!)

The food was delicious but it was a little too much for me. XD Curry soup is much more filling than regular soup. And I underestimated the dumplings quite a bit, they were also super filling. I had intended to go to the Manon Mimie store afterwards but I wasn’t feeling like getting drenched in the rain so I headed back to my hotel. I guess it’s a good thing I didn’t end up going because I messaged the store that night and asked them if they still had the Cakey clothes in stock and turns out they don’t *forever sad* I should have tried to find a way to order it back then when the pretty skirt and sweater were still in stock.

January 18 (Thursday) The first half of this day was dedicated to visiting the Imperial Palace. If you arrive early enough you can make a same-day reservation for a tour so that’s what I did. It was an interesting tour for sure and the weather was amazing!!! After the tour was over I decided to walk to Budokan since I was already in the area. I wanted to check out the venue to make sure I wouldn’t get lost on the day of the concert. At that point I was getting quite tired (and super hungry) so it was time for yet another Kala-food-experience. I took the subway to the Akasaka area and paid a visit to the gorgeous café/restaurant/bar La Maison Kioi (the place where the girls had their special SPICE off-day interview). It was so fancy and pretty. I ordered a crazy expensive Afternoon Tea Set but it was totally worth the money, it was incredibly yummy!!! Once I had eaten each and every single piece of food on that tray, I made my way to Shibuya/Harajuku to do some more shopping. This time I came across this gorgeous red skirt that Wakana has been wearing quite frequently. I think I never actually made a post about this skirt o.O A fellow fan on twitter discovered it right before my trip to Japan and when I saw it in the store I obviously couldn’t resist. On my way home I made another stopover in Akihabara and I found the limited edition of the 5th Anniversary Live Selection album. Had to get it of course XD

January 19 (Friday) On Friday I bought my 3-Day-JR-Tokyo-Wide Pass to do some traveling outside of Tokyo. It was another gorgeous sunny day, perfect for touristy stuff ^_^ The first place on my list was Kamakura. There’s lots of nice stuff to see but I mainly wanted to go there because it was the destination of Keiko’s 60 km walk on New Year’s Day back in 2014 (OMG, has it already been four years!!??) One of these days I wanna do that kind of thing as well. I went to see the big buddha of course and I also checked out some of the surrounding shrines and temples. At first I wanted to go to Enoshima as well but then I decided against it, didn’t really feel like going there. Not a fan of beaches anyways. I took the train back to Tokyo but got off in Yokohama (the second place on my list) where I also did some sightseeing. But first I needed to restore my energy so I had some late lunch in Yokohama Chinatown at Jogenro (the restaurant where Wakana ate her shark fin course – she went to the place in Tokyo tho). I really wanted to try the shark fin lunch menu but they wouldn’t let me order it since it is meant for two people T_T Such a shame! The only downside to traveling alone, getting food is troublesome. Then again, if you have company it’s even more of a hassle because it’s hard to find something that everyone likes. Also, tbh, I probably wouldn’t have been a huge fan of the shark stuff anyways so maybe it was for the best. Either way, since I couldn’t have my shark lunch, I decided on one of their regular lunch menus. Wahhh! So tasty!! I love Chinese food! It was too much tho, so many different things to eat, I almost exploded towards the end but I really wanted to finish everything. I hate wasting good food. In dire need to walk off all the calories I had just put into my body, I explored the rest of Yokohama. I walked to Mirai Minato to check out the two Red Brick Warehouses. Back in 2011 and then once again in 2014 Kalafina performed their Christmas Lives at the Red Brick Warehouse. They have mentioned on multiple occasions that this is a very special place for them. Of course I also had to ring the bell of happiness. ^_^ I couldn’t leave Yokohama without riding the Ferris-wheel so I did that in the evening when the sun was setting. I had a great view of the city up there. Later on I managed to take some nice pictures of the colourful and sparkling Ferris-wheel at dusk. And that’s a wrap for my first day-trip outside of Tokyo.

January 20 (Saturday) On Saturday I took the train to Nikkō. One of the main reasons I purchased the JR Wide Pass was because I wanted to take the Shinkansen to Utsunomiya. It’s much more convenient than the other options. And then I got to ride the Nikkō Line which looks really cool. I think you all know why I traveled to Nikkō XD I wanted to see the venue of Kalafina’s World Heritage Special Live. During my last Japan trips I already got the chance to visit Nara and see Kōfuku-ji but I had never been to Nikkō before. And hey, even if Kalafina hadn’t performed there I still would have liked to see Tōshōgū, it’s absolutely gorgeous. And *weeee* I got to witness a traditional wedding. Everyone was all dressed up and the bride looked stunning!! Afterwards I explored the area for a while and walked around a lot. (I walked so much during my Japan trip) I was considering going to see the waterfalls as well but I thought it might not be the best season to experience it in all its beauty and glory. I’ll come back some day soon, I promise! In the afternoon I returned to Tokyo and I once again found myself in the Roppongi area to eat some Kala-food :P Literally the only reason I went to these fancy schmancy areas was to eat at Kalafina restaurants/cafés. This time I ate at “The Counter Roppongi”, the place where Keiko had her YOLO burger meal this winter. I wanted to order the same burger that she had gotten but turns out it had all kinds of weird ingredients (like mushrooms >_>) so I ended up ordering a chicken burger XD I think that might have been the best burger and some of the most delicious fries I have ever eaten. Really impressed! The only thing I could have lived without was the overly sweet brioche bun. It just doesn’t go well with savoury food. I don’t understand why you would use a brioche bun for a burger, doesn’t make sense to me at all o.O Is it a Japanese thing? Or maybe an American thing?

January 21 (Sunday) I took the special Holiday train to Kawaguchiko because I wanted to get a clear view of Mount Fuji. The mountain was still visible while I was on the train but slowly but surely clouds started gathering around it and by the time I had arrived at my destination, Mount Fuji was hidden completely T_T It’s a real shame. The sun was shining and the sky was blue, it was literally perfect weather but each and every cloud in the area had decided to cuddle up to Mount Fuji. I think I made the mistake of taking the later train. I should have taken the train at like 7am or something. Apparently chances of seeing Mount Fuji are highest before 9 am and I think that’s true, I am sure I would have gotten a good view if I had been there earlier. I was there at like 9:30-10:00 and that’s just too late. Oh well, we all learn from our mistakes. In two week’s time I will be closer to Mount Fuji than I have ever been XD I didn’t want my trip to be wasted so I still took the ferry across the lake and of course I took the Kachi Kachi Ropeway which ascends to an observation point near the summit of Mount Tenjo, from where Lake Kawaguchiko and Mount Fuji can be seen. Riding that cablecar was rather unpleasant because it was jam-packed. I wasn’t aware you could even squeeze that many people into a cablecar. I got some nice views despite there being no sign of Mount Fuji. Afterwards I bought a bunch of souvenirs for my coworkers and took the train back home again. I really love all the train designs! So cute! Since I still had my JR Pass I thought I’d use it for a few trips along the Yamanote Line. I was trying to avoid using my Suica as much as possible as long as I had the JR Pass XD One of my stops was Ikebukuro. I am not a huge fan of the area but I still wanted to see if I could find anything interesting. Bought some more Pikachu merch for my nephew at the Pokemon Center and then I did some window shopping. A girl-group was performing at Sunshine City while I was there but I didn’t stay long enough to figure out who they were. People were going crazy about them tho so I guess they might have been popular. Who knows. Either way, with all these people occupied the shops were pretty empty so that’s definitely a good thing (especially on a Sunday where it’s usually busy as hell). For dinner I had yummy Coco Curry (for once not Kalafina related :P).

January 22 (Monday) a.k.a. Crazy Snow Day This was the day of our tumblr fan meetup. Probably the worst day we could have chosen but hey, what can you do? And it’s not like any of us could have known that it would snow so heavily. It’s almost funny because I am always in Tokyo when crazy snow storms happen. I was there in 2014 as well. XD Thank God I am more or less used to snow (which is something that can’t be said about most of my fellow-fans that were at the meetup). I took things slowly that day since I was already stressing out about the meetup. I went to Akihabara again and this time I found a FOTW wristband in one of the second hand stores. BANZAI. Back in 2016 when I went to see the FOTW Special Finals I actually forgot to buy a wristband. This has annoyed me for the longest time but I didn’t feel like buying it online so yeah, this was definitely a lucky find. Yippie!! Then I went to Don Quijote to buy some more souvenirs (mostly chocolates). I’ll be eating all this stuff foe the next few weeks. :P So far my favourite purchase is Hokkaido Melon Kit Kat. The BEST Kit Kat I have ever had! It’s so DAMN amazing, I regret not buying more T_T When I got back to my hotel I had to figure out a way to squeeze all the chocolates into my luggage without everything getting crumbled on the flight back home. I think I managed pretty well. I had some sandwiches for late lunch and then I headed to Shinjuku to do some more (window) shopping and to wait for everyone to arrive at the Karaoke place. Sorry again @okeuphemia, we totally kept missing each other at Lumine Est. And sorry to everyone else who had a hard time finding Karaoke Kan. I know it must have been quite the hassle for some of you, especially in this horrible weather. But thankfully, almost everyone managed to get there (eventually). My apologies to Jimmy who didn’t make it! Maybe next time (if there ever is a next time :P) I hope you all had a good time at the meetup. There were way more people than I originally expected and we had some hardcore karaoke singers amongst us (you all rocked btw!!) so we weren’t really able to talk properly but I think it was still nice for most of you. Sorry if I seemed a bit awkward, I am just not very comfortable being among such a big crowd of people. I am glad a few of us decided to leave early and grab a cup of coffee, it gave me the chance to get to know some of you a little bit better. It’s really nice to finally know who is hiding behind those tumblr nicknames (shout out to @audiojapanstyle for just being a super nice and comforting presence!) And hey, such a funny coincidende, that day I found out that @theraspberrybushes and I stayed at the same hotel. We ended up going back together in the heavy snow.Sorry for always rushing ahead. >_<

January 23 I pretty much covered the entire day in my live report but I haven’t talked about my after live activities yet so I guess I will do it here. Originally I had just planned to go back to the hotel to get some sleep. After all I was supposed to fly back home the next morning so I wanted to get some much needed rest. However, my friend Pae convinced me to go have dinner with a few Japanese Kala-fans. I am glad she did because it was actually very nice. But once again, there were way more people than expected (slightly overwhelming – even Hachimaki was there; it felt like I had been invited to an elite Kalafina fan meet-up XD). We went to a Chinese restaurant and had some yummy gyoza. Literally the entire place was filled with Kala-fans XD We didn’t stay there for long so thankfully I didn’t get home too late. Right before we left I managed to REALLY embarrass myself when one of the Japanese Kala-fans approached me. I wasn’t aware he wanted to talk to me, I thought he was trying to get past me or something so when he started talking I turned away from him. Pae had to literally drag me back to him and then I realised he had wanted to start a conversation. Major fail. That’s why I keep telling people that I suck at social interactions. Oh well, we ended up talking about Vienna, seems like he travels there quite frequently for work. Having dinner with all these fellow Kala-fans was a really nice end to an already amazing day. I even have a couple of pictures to remind me of that little meet-up.

Okay, this is officially the end of my travel report. Congratulations to everyone who read the whole thing. I hope it wasn’t too boring. I have lots of Kalafina activities planned for my next trip so I am super hyped ヾ（〃＾∇＾）ﾉ♪

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Emma exposed as RPF shipper

Episode 7

Clip 1 - Lucalex

Ahhh, a relaxing afternoon hanging out with friends, being on your separate phones. That seems like an OH YOUTHS complaint, but I’m saying it in recognition.

“They seem really close … imagine if they’re together?” If they were a couple they’d be pretty brave about posting pictures of them together on IG at this stage, even non-coupley pics, and even if you assume they are out and not closeted.

Emma is so into this concept of Lucas and Alex together. She was biting her lip in excitement over two dudes getting into a car together.

She also is quick to come up with that ship portmanteau (Lucalex) so you know she’s on Tumblr.

Manon, you sounds very reasonable about this Lucas-Alex situation, but you also brought up the car incident to your friend who is clearly ready to start drafting her Lucalex 100k slow-burn masterpiece. You can’t expect to dangle such a tasty morsel in front of a salivating person and hope to take it back.

But at least Manon isn’t like, wow what a fun game this is after her conversation with Lucas last episode.

“This guy is gay, I slept with him two days ago” - Mickael always taking everything Eskild said or did just a few steps more scandalous.

Mickael and Lucas are hair twins.

Clip 2 - Ate a dick

Their kissing is passionate so I give them props for that. On a scene by scene basis, just evaluating them in this moment, they’re fine. I don’t know how big Noorhelm fans feel about this actor, but Charles, whatever his character faults, has more intensity than William and I read more affection in his expressions. I found the comment about his boner far less awkward than in the original.

I still love Manon’s lamby cardigan!

Bless Daphne but the “ate a dick” comment and the subsequent reaction were about 10 times more unintentionally awkward than the original.

I mean, Manon is right. What obligations do these girls have to these dudes at all?

Julien is a little effeminate ... Daphne sure won’t let that concept of lesbian Manon go, huh. I guess if Emma is writing Lucalex fanfic, Daphne is all about those f/f epics.

Also mentioning how beautiful Manon is … Daphne … girl….

(Daphne’s fic is all Manon/Female Reader amirite)

Clip 3 - Bedroom makeouts

Uhhh … in the previous clip, released on Tuesday, Charles says he has to study later on Tuesday. Then he says “Tomorrow? We could go to your place.” Manon agrees. Yet this clip was also released on Tuesday. They’re wearing the same clothes in both clips. Like … what? Am I hallucinating this glitch? Sloppy.

I don’t even know how they made this mistake considering it can’t be a post-production error, or that someone just uploaded it by accident on Tuesday, since they’re wearing the same outfits. This is a writing/filming mistake. Did they have a text where they changed the meeting time or something? They should have just changed the timestamp and released it on Wednesday, even though it’d be noticeable with the clothes, or edited out the bit with where Charles suggests tomorrow. Do some awkward ADR.

The whole joke about her waiting for marriage to have sex has never sat right with me because of how he didn’t accept no as an answer when they got together. It’s one thing if they got together in a healthier way, you could give it the benefit of the doubt and take it in a lighter way, but because they didn’t, moments like this are kinda tainted for me. (Plus the classic line in the final clip of the season ... but we’ll see if they keep that line.)

Heh, Mickael’s comment about if it were his room, the guy would be naked, and Charles laughing at that, was good.

As well Mickael talking about announcing people are straight. “It’s not a stigma!”

So far Mickael seems more of a blatant comic relief character than Eskild - he’s just more, if that makes sense, and we haven’t seen some of the more nurturing, affectionate moments between he and Manon - in fact I’d say Manon has seemed more annoyed with him than Noora did with Eskild. However, we haven’t yet gotten to the more serious scenes with his character, so I hope that we get to see Mickael pull off the heavier material.

Charles takes this whole incident well and laughs and smiles a lot, so that’s nice.

I applaud them for leaving out that annoying line about William’s pals being excited to party with a Muslim girl. Charles’ crew definitely has the same idea in mind, as seen later, but I mean ... I don’t need that Our Hero being so casual about the ideas of his buddies fetishizing a Muslim girl. Because that’s what it was.

Clip 4 - Call me

Manon just sank Emma’s ship. For a moment, anyway.

Emma’s like, either I get to hook up with Alex or my OTP is canon, win-win!

“Maybe he made a move and Lucas turned him down.” I think Mickael is the kind of person who would assume if he got turned down, the guy must not be into dudes at all. Because how could you resist Mickael otherwise?

More setting up S3/Lucas’ story. That’s fine, it’s fair to lay that foundation, and Emma obviously knows heavy stuff is up with him. It’s nice that they show some concern over what he’s going through.

Manon’s joke about Emma’s strong body odor and Emma’s resulting sadface was very cute.

Clip 5 - That escalated quickly

Daphne said they were the only girls Charles invited but there are clearly other girls on that bus? I guess the emphasis is that they’re the only ones Charles invited, and that the other Raptors invited the other girls. Just pointing this out because the squad were the only girls at the Riot Club party.

That is some champion hair-flipping from Daphne, what a queen.

Well he can’t be French Julien Dahl if he has a face and is not just some mystery man shrouded in smoke.

I want to knee those dudes Imane is speaking to in the nuts. She is showing a ton of grace and patience here. And like, they’re not being OTT bad. They’re being just casually ignorant and annoying enough.

Ha, I know you don’t want to be set up but this is like the easiest small talk in the world, Manon. It’s Madrid.

Daphne talking to Charles, oh my God. Give it up already. This is agonizing.

Manon has been looking extremely pretty with her lovey-dovey face lately. Although the cuts from her looking gorgeous to Charles - who is not an ugly guy, to be clear - with that somewhat unnerving look on his face was kind of jarring.

“Promise me not to move from here.” OK I’m cracking up because they easily could have seen this fight from inside the bus. From a perspective of ensuring her safety? Sure, stay on the bus, good advice. From the additional POV of Manon, you’re not supposed to see me like this? Lmao, you guys are fighting like 10 feet away.

THIS FIGHT, MAN.

I was laughing during part of it? I know it’s not supposed to be a well-choreographed fight scene or anything, it’s just a bunch of teenage idiots roughhousing but they just looked so ridiculous.

And then the dude just shoved Charles and it IMMEDIATELY ESCALATED into him smashing the bottle over the guy’s head!

What

AND THEN HE FUCKING KICKED HIM IN THE RIBS WHEN THE DUDE LANDED ON THE GROUND

WHAT

AND CHARLES PUT THE GUY IN A HEADLOCK AND STARTED PUNCHING HIM IN THE FACE

WHAT

I mean, if they wanted to make Charles seem more like a real ~bad boy~, this worked? It was so OTT, my dudes.

And all the girls look horrified and concerned except Emma, who is too drunk to give a single shit. Bless.

General comments:

For what it’s worth, in terms of charisma level, my personal ranking is Edoardo > Charles > William > Alexander. Don’t know anything about Daniel yet to determine his ranking.

Ummm why are these dummies posting pics of their matching Starbucks cups on Instagram? Do Manon and Charles not think that Daphne is going to stalk every fucking thing that Charles posts on social media and realize that Charles and Manon were at Starbucks at the same day … or that the other cup in Charles’ pic is labeled “Ma-” and has the exact same lipstick print as the cup in Manon’s pic ... Save it for when your relationship is no longer a secret, you twits.

Not to be harsh because I’m sure that would be cute later in the season, but come on.

I don’t speak French so if I missed the context of something, feel free to correct me.

If you got this far, thank you for reading!

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So yesterday I tried to make a post explaining the back story of what caused Sunday's mental breakdown to happen and I tried to save it to drafts after spending 30 minutes on it while walking Miss Phyre outside but Tumblr decided to cock out and didn't actually save it which led to another mini meltdown afterwards so I'm just going to skip the background. It hurts to mich to relive it a g a i n. So thanks Tumblr.

Sunday I went to Sam's house after donating plasma cause dad was working on the electrical and I figured I'd just spend time there instead of being home. Instead, I ended up having a breakdown on Sam's back porch. I started crying inside while in the fetal position on the floor and figured that I should go outside so nobody heard me. I violently sobbed for at least ten minutes and dug my nails into my arm because I wanted to punish myself. I also went outside because I wanted to destroy Sam's living room and I can't do that but I can destroy myself and my things. I kept wanting to smash my head into something and eventually I did on the banister twice and screamed both times when I did it. After some time like five minutes of so Nemo came out and tried talking to me and I blew up on them and basically blamed them even though it wasn't their fault. They were crying and begging me to get help dad came out too crying because he heard me say that somebody was tearing me down and making feel like shit about myself but he didn't hear who and at the time it didn't make me feel anything but looking back fucking hurts. Sam came out too after Nemo went inside I think to talk to dad about what was happening and she brought Nala Tyler's cat and asked if I wanted cookies or soda to feel better. I just remember ignoring her and being so annoyed with her in the moment.

Eventually I got to the point where I couldn't physically talk and typed a message to Nemo:

I want to me normal I WA. T to be fixed and go just can't cause miss Phyre needs attention and the dress fitting and I don't want to worry mom and tge family but fucking here I dpimg just that all the God dam. Duckknf time vsvauar I can't fucking control my stupid fucking brain

They asked if I wanted to go to the lds hospital crisis center or if I wanted to wait til tomorrow:

I have to go today cause if I don't there be an excuse tomorrow like I feel better it always happens

So they drove me home so I could get some clothes and stuff to bring to be admitted into inpatient. The whole time I was getting stuff I cried and kissed miss Phyre and told her over and over how much I love her and that I'll be back I'm not abandoning her.

So we get up to the access center thing and because of covid Nemo has to leave but I get taken back pretty fast for the physical part and asking the standard health questions. They also take my stuff including my phone and the pieces of paper that I wrote down all my problems on and a brief breakdown of my childhood traumas. I sit in a pretty okay chair for what feels like an hour. I cry a bit but nothing too noticeable when I finally got back to see the crisis counselor she basically said I'm very knowledgeable about my mental illnesses and told me that she'd let their therapy coordinator know to give me a call on Tuesday and also gave me her business card so I could call too and said as long as I'm not a danger to myself I can go home. In that moment I wasn't in danger of hurting myself more and I did want to go home instead of being admitted so I could take care of Miss Phyre but this was the second time a crisis counselor told me I wasn't in enough danger to be admitted like? Excuse me? Sorry my fucking emotions turn on a fucking dime but I absolutely need professional fucking help please?

She led me back to my chair to wait for the psychiatrist or whatever and that time I didn't have to wait as long. I got a turkey sandwich box thingy that came with a fruit cup chips and a string cheese as well as mustard and mayo in packets to put on it and tomatoes and Lettuce on the side so you can add them if you want them. I only had time to eat the fruit cup and started spreading the mayo on my sandwich before the psychiatrist came to me and we talked and he said the same thing as the counselor thag I'm very insightful about my failings and then put me on welbutrin instead of Lexapro and said I'm good to go home. I went back to the chair finished making the sandwich and then ate it while filling out their crisis sheet thingy that's like when I'm in a bad place who can I go to type shit. I still had to wait to actually be discharged so J ate the string cheese too. I finally left and had to wait another thirtyish minutes for Nemo to come pick me up.

What the scratches looked like right after being discharged. We went back to Sam's house because dad was still doing the electrical and we stayed there for another hour or two before going home. Don't remember much after the discharge honestly.

Monday was labor day and we went shopping I got my pills and stuff from Smiths. Then we went back home to wait for mom and Karleigh to get up so we could go to Joanne's tk make a playyard thing for aidrian and the dollar store for other stuff I don't remember. Then we went to the grocery store to get pita bread for dinner and something else I forgot but we ended up shopping and spent like 200 dollars. We also went to Lowes to get more pvc pipe for the playyard because dad apparently didn't get enough the first time. We ate dinner with Dave which was tikki masala and it was pretty dang good. Also before we got my pills I walked Miss Phyre for a while outside and she loved it. I decided to give her a bath afterwards since she doesn't wash herself and she was oaky the entire time she didn't meow or hiss or anything. She tried to climb out of the tub but not like in an aggressive manner like she didn't want anything to do with the water. She was such a good girl.

When Dave left we started working in the playyard. We wrapped some pink tulle on the sides and tied it to the pvc with some thin yarn. It took us hours to do and it was just mom Karleigh and me because dad went to bed. It was grueling work because my body was already exhausted from shopping all day and I had to hold my arms above my head for extended periods of time. My heels were in excruciating pain but we finally finished half of the playyard at about 1230 only to find out the other tulle we bought was the wrong stuff. It was too small to have it folded over to keep the sides secure and wasn't long enough to reach both ends of the other tulle so we had to give up for the night which actually pissed me off more than finishing it would have probably. I ended up only going to sleep at 5 am and waking up at about 9 on Tuesday but it was a nice cool day so I took Miss Phyre out for another walk and while we walked I typed up the previous Tumblr post. When I was ready to go inside and take a break from reliving the shit that happened I saved it to drafts so I could finish it later and brought Miss Phyre inside. Then I realized that it didn't actually save it and I had another breakdown but not nearly as intense as Sunday. It didn't help that the therapy coordinator never actually called me. I got a call from a bit for Intermountain that asked a bunch of questions like do I understand my discharge orders am I feeling safe did I get medication and do I understand how to take the medication and I had to hit 1 for yes 2 for no and 3 for unsure and one of the questions was like am I still feeling like I'm in a crisis or something and I had to hit 1 three times because it just wouldn't register it and that pissed me off and made me mad that it was automated and they didn't even bother to have areal human call and talk to me. After every question I answered basically they said were sorry to hear that well have a nurse follow up with you later today. I ignored both calls from the nurse because I just didn't have the energy to deal with it after the Tumblr thing. Like I wasted so much energy just typing it out and what little I had left just instantly sapped after I realized it was gone. The second voicemail the nurse left mentioned that it would be the last time trying to get into contact with me but also that our insurance has mental health advocates so thats something I need to look into.

Eventually Cavell told my dad that I needed to be watched I guess and since dad was still at work and mom had just left to take aidrian back home mandi came downstairs and spent time with me. Cavell told my sad that I needed to eat so he texted mandi to make sure I ate something and we went upstairs and made pizza and waited for dad to come home. After that we had to wait for mom and Karleigh to get back so we could go back to Joanne's to get the right tulle and while we were there I bought some double pointed needles so I could make some wrist warmers to hide the scratches. I also wrapped them up which just made it seem way more serious than it was since they were too close for bandaids to work right I had to use gauze and ace wrap.

We thankfully didn't finish the playyard yesterday we're supposed to some time today but hopefully I'll be asleep before then.

I also left the access center a review since they only had two. One one star review that was basically my experience and one five star with no description from an account that only gives 5 star reviews and seems like a bot.

Nemo wanted me to call the center for evidence based treatment last night because Google said they closed at 7 but when I called they closed at 5 so I called today instrad and nobody answered so I filled out their online form and I just got the response email from them so I'm going to hopefully get better soon I guess.

Love you always.

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morganhazelwood · 7 years ago

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2017 Retrospective

2017 was a year unlike any other. For a lot of people, it was scary, stressful, and a struggle to get through. But that’s not all it was.

I may not have ended my year with a signed agent, but I definitely made some forward progress.

I queried 31 agents, attended 2 writing conventions (including my 1st trip to Europe!), finished my second novel, wrote a third novel, and revised my first novel twice, (then edited it twice, cause you kinda got to after revising). I even got an R&R (Revise and resubmit) request from one agent!

Between Balticon and WorldCon: Helsinki, I hit 29 panels, 6 workshops, 2 presentations, 2 book launches, and 2 autograph signings. (Despite mostly having to queue up an hour before each Worldcon panel!) Plus, I met up with/made 3, no, 4 new writing friends in person. 🙂 And that doesn’t include the dozens of new friends I chat with weekly.

That all sounds pretty impressive! But, let’s look at the numbers.

My Writing Goals Last Year

I made sure to set SMART (specific, measurable, achievable, results-focused, and time-bound) goals.

By January 12th of last year, I was already starting to slip. But I didn’t give up.

Here are my admittedly mediocre results.

2017 Goals

☑ Edit my first novel with editor ☑ Finish rough draft of my second novel [minimum 5k a week until done] – Knocked this out quickly!

☒ Edit my second novel [minimum 50 pages a week] — Nope. Didn’t touch it. ☒ Send my second novel to beta readers — Nope. ☒ Write a short story ��HaHaHa. Well, did this in October and December, instead. ☑ Attend Balticon

☒ Revise my second novel [Notecards, rip to shreds, rebuild] — Nope ☑ Attend some-other con – Like WORLDCON!

☑ Plan my third novel – I did! ☑ NaNoWriMo my third novel [writing 50-75k words] – I finished the rough draft at just over 51k. ☑ Revise my first novel or my second novel as needed ☑ Keep querying? or R&R if requested? – Had FEEDBACK from a reject letter about my opening chapter, with what I believe was a R&R, so I worked on that.

Monthly Goals

■ Post 1 book review on Amazon/GoodReads – Fell short. Overall, I reviewed 5.5 books (the last review didn’t go up until this year) and ranked 25 books.

■ Submit 3 Queries for both my first novel and picture book- Fell short. Overall though, I queried 31 agents, which was only 5 short of my target. If you ignore that I’m combining totals from both books’s queries…

Morgan in a “Burr Shot First” shirt, holding a book on “The Guide To Literary Agents” and the print-out of her latest draft shrugging and wondering if she should query again.

Morgan smiling at the camera with the river at Thingvellar behind her

WorldCon panel, featuring George RR Martin

Morgan in a red top, showing the crowd at George RR Martin’s panel

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Mother's Blessing

It's true what they say; if you're mother is not happy with you, nothing will go your way until you please her. Myth or not, it's happening. I'm not sure if this is the case, really. What I know though is that this has been a hell week, and it hasn't ended yet.

Let me start with my freelance project from last week. Yousef came to me and practically threw a project my way. It's unpaid, which is fine as I am credited as an editor and author. My issue with entire project was the extreme lack of organization. I understand that everything was last minute and I would have been able to accommodate that well into my unusually long (and highly anticipated) weekend. However, Yousef did not brief me well on the project. In fact, I received the working emails from Omar and I still had no idea what they wanted from me. I texted Omar saying that I have no clue what I'm supposed to be doing. Omar was shocked and replied back telling me what I'm supposed to be doing. In a nutshell, Omar asked me to transcribe an hour-long audio that is spoken in 3arabeezi so that I can edit it into Classic Arabic and then translate it fully into English.

I'm not sure if at that point, Omar or Yousef were aware of how much time such thing requires, as well as how many pages that would take from their book. I complied, even though I was really in a dire need for that long weekend after working on the previous freelance project. I started on the project at home on Monday, visited their office on Tuesday to continue working in their presence, and then continued on the first day of my long weekend at their office. I got there at 16:00 and started transcribing again. I finished transcribing late evening and showed it to Yousef. Yousef was like, "we cannot have 4500 words in the book. We just wanted an introduction, not the interview as is." That wasn't told to me before I started working. Instead of transcribing 4500 words, I could have listened to the interview for one hour, while taking notes of the important things I'd like to discuss in the introduction. I wouldn't have wasted 3 days to work on something rendered useless at the end of it.

That by itself made me go nuts. I was already in a terrible mood throughout all of it, but this was like the last straw. Why would they make me do 3-days worth of work for me not to use it? That night, I wrote up a crappy draft of the introduction in English and called it a night... At 2.30 am. Next day, I really didn't want to see Yousef or Omar after what they've done to me and I decided to work from home. I did so, and I made plans that night to leave the house and take breather. I had to keep pushing the plans until it was 10:30. Hanna came and picked me up to watch a movie, but until then, I was going back and forth with Yousef about the text I've written and sent in English and Arabic. I decided to ignore my phone the entire hang out because I needed to take my mind off of things. As soon as Hanna dropped me back home, I find messages from Yousef asking me to join him at Starbucks. At that point, it was already 1 am. I wanted to murder him. But I said yes anyway. I went to Starbucks and ended up staying there till 5 am. I got in bed at 6 in the morning. It was not fun. I was furious. I wanted to kill someone. But at least the project was finished by then...

What wasn't finished by then though is my fluccuating state of mind. Earlier that day, and due to the stress, I ended up yelling at my mom for asking me her usual intrusive questions. As I just said, it's not uncommon for mom to put her nose in my business. But on Friday, she accused me of mistreating her friends, asked a million questions about my time at my friends' office, to which she knew the answers by the way, and then started asking me questions based on stalking me on Instagram. After that final question, I exploded and told her to stop asking me such questions and she yelled back the usual "I'm your mother, lower down your voice and watch your tone!" kinda thing.

She hasn't spoken to me since...

While it's really good that I am not getting questions for every move I make, this silent treatment is fucked up. On one hand, I'm not the kind of person who likes being on bad terms with his mother. I like there to be mutual respect. And even though I disrespected her 'authority', she did not have the right in the first place to question me like that. I usually play along, but I needed to be left alone on that day and that weekend. On the other hand, I expected her to calm down like she always does when we fight. I even got her Knafeh the next day as a silent form of apology, because she loves them and I never buy them for her. She refused to eat any of it, like she refuses to talk to me still. What's stopping from going and talking to her are two things; first is that my mom needs to understand that what she does is super nosy. I hate lying to my mom, but I am a private person. I have issues being fully open to my friends, let alone my control-freak of a mother. I don't want her to think that it's okay to keep meddling and asking things that I don't feel comfortable sharing with her.

Sometimes, I end up lying about things that are not worth lying about, such as who the friend I'm going out with is - simply because of the follow up questions. If I say something like, I'm going to Abdullah's, she won't ask anything afterwards for instance.

Am I happy with the current situation? Not one bit! It is weighing heavy on my heart and it's keeping my mind at an all-time depressed mode. My sleep is not comfortable, my work is distracted, and my presence with friends is passive. Which brings me to another topic; friends.

I've always had a deep problem with people who leave. October 4th, Karim, who's engagement party is today, leaves. On October 5th, Osama, who lives and works in Qatar but is here for a short vacation, leaves. On October 6th, Saif, who came back to Amman over a year ago and been having game nights with weekly ever since, leaves. That is 3 people that I interact with heavily. That is 3 people from IAA. That is 3 people I already said goodbye to before and was glad to find our ways back. I'm being selfish here, I realize that. Karim is in the middle of his pHD, and he needs to go back to UK to continue. Osama obviously cannot leave work, and in February embarks on his next adventure is a Master's student in Australia. Saif has got a super exclusive opportunity as a researcher at Harvard and he'd be an idiot to let it go.

I've said goodbye to the same people once we finished school, but this is not the same situation. Back then, I felt I was being left behind in terms of education. Everyone was getting top international education by some of the finest universities in the world. This time around, I do not have jealousy in me. I have accomplished a lot this year, and I'm sure that what I really want to pursue is coming down the line sooner or later. This time, I simply feel left behind - as a person, and as a friend.

This takes me to the next topic - work. For the past two weeks, it's been unstable at work. The atmosphere was too tense for my comfort and I ended up hitting up my boss's office for an open conversation about what's going on. While she told me I shouldn't be worried - and at this point, I no longer am - all of this opened the door for my mind to wander. As much as I love Bayt, I don't want to stay there forever. But there are big issues as to where I should head next.

For a while now, the idea of working in the video game industry has been dancing in my head. The only issue is that I don't know what I can offer the industry. I am an architect, not a designer. One great thing about working at Bayt is that it's giving me the chance to develop my design skills, but at this point my services will not be enough for anything any video game company would normally ask for. I would say writing is the way to go, but writing what exactly? This year I managed to have my name on 4 different publications, which should be a good support to help me land a position in a gaming company, but I cannot imagine what I'd be doing. Writing video game stories is something saved for experts and not newcomers. I can't say I have thought about it vigorously, but I am staying with Bayt for at least another year. As I said, I need to work on my design skills, and maybe now focus harder than before on that, so that when it's time to apply, I have a solid background to push me to the next level. In the meantime, I will try to find new freelance projects related to the gaming field.

I already feel slightly at ease after writing all this down. I have an engagement party to go to in a couple of hours and I was in no position to go with my state of mind. At least now, I am capable of maintaining a fake smile and maybe... Just maybe... Actually enjoy myself for the night. I hope my mom comes back to her senses before I end up losing mine...

Update: My dad fell off a ladder today, and my sister who is now in Paris was diagonized with anxiety and mild depression. I have no energy to discuss those after this post. I will try that later.

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The Logical Rose-ning Section: Your Recap of The Bachelorette: The Men Tell All Special

Rachel Lindsay is a practicing attorney who once took the LSAT. And you, dear reader, are an aspiring attorney who will soon take the LSAT, Rachel Lindsay is also an aspiring married person, serving as the bachelorette on this season of The Bachelorette, the love story these depraved times deserve. And you, dear reader, may also be an aspiring married person? Either way, you definitely have at least a few things in common with Rachel. So every Tuesday, we’re going to be tracking Rachel’s romantic journey on The Bachelorette, and see what we can learn about love, loss, and the LSAT. Welcome back to the Logical Rose-ning Section.

Last time: The remaining guys took turns seeing the wonders of Rachel’s Dallas hometown and withstanding the protectiveness of Rachel. Eric was normal and sociable, Peter tried to play it cool, and Bryan displayed a thirst for their approval that not even the Rio Grande could quench. Rachel then took the guys on a trip to La Rioja wine region of Spain, where Eric picked up some late season momentum and Peter appeared to lose his pole position. The changing fortunes of the guys stoked some much-needed drama for the final episode, which leads us to …

… Oh yeah, the Men Tell All episode. The writing sample of The Bachelorette season. The unnecessary addendum to the proceedings that merely prolongs the inevitable. For The Bachelorette, the inevitable being a contractually-mandated engagement and publicity tour; for the LSAT, your constitutionally-mandated duty to drink as many alcoholic beverages as you can responsibly consume. Just like the writing sample, the real stuff is already done–the important selections have been made, the long journey across five countries/sections has been traveled–you’ve done everything you’ve needed to do to get a good score. And yet here we are, biding time.

So the writing sample was on my mind as I watched a two-hour special in which the also-rans of this season got one last moment in the spotlight to hash out differences, confront Rachel, and make one final push to secure the Instagram endorsements that will allow them to finally quit their personal training gigs. During the special though, I was shocked to see these guys actually give some worthwhile advice for completing the LSAT’s writing sample. Apparently, the Men really did Tell All, at least with respect to the most overlooked part of the LSAT.

If you don’t already know, the writing sample is always given as the final section of the LSAT. After 175 minutes of intense logical reasoning and critical reading, you’re given 35 minutes to write a short persuasive essay. The format is always the same: you must make an argument for one of two mutually exclusive options described in the prompt. You will also be given two criteria to consider when making the argument. You will be provided a series of facts that you can reference to support your argument. Just choose one of the two options and make your best case for it.

The essay you compose will not affect your final score, but it will be included as part of your law school application. Admissions officers will likely give the essay a quick read-through to make sure you didn’t completely blow it off and that you possess at least a decent command over the written word even when exhausted. Although you shouldn’t feel too much pressure when writing the sample, there are a few mistakes you should avoid, which the Men Tell All special helpfully illustrated to us all last night.

So let’s get into these lessons.

Lesson 1: Don’t spend too much time recapping the prompt

The essay you compose for the writing sample should be short, sweet, and to the point. Like a cake pop. If you spend the introduction of your essay repeating all the background information the prompt just told you, you’re wasting valuable time and space. And more importantly, you’re just going to bore the poor admissions officer tasked with reading your essay. That admissions officer will have read hundreds of those writing samples already, and will be, trust me, well acquainted with the facts.

At least as well acquainted as the poor blogger who has spilled gallons upon gallons of digital ink recapping this season of The Bachelorette. Even the casual fan of this program must remember the main plot points of this season–DeMario showed up with a so-called “side chick,” there was a feud between some guy named like Blaine or something and a failed comedian whose catchphrase was “Whablam” or whatever, there was self-proclaimed “country boy” (read: white person) who promised to have problems with “certain people” (read: not white people) in the house and proceeded to have completely self-made problems with those people, but especially with lovable wrestler/doting father Kenny.

And yet, this special dedicated what seemed like hours to montage after montage going over these very same plot points. Producers, our minds may or may not be permanently damaged by watching your trash reality shows, but at least trust that we can remember episodes we watched like, three weeks ago.

Lesson 2: Don’t show up with prepackaged lines

Seriously, don’t try to plan ahead for the writing sample by thinking of clever lines you could use. The prompt could be about literally any topic, so you have no idea if the lines you plan will be useful. Plus, you have more than enough to worry about studying for the parts of the LSAT that will actually affect your final score.

Just look at the guys who used pre-planned statements on the Men Tell All special to see how far those lines will get you. Take Adam, who clearly wanted to say something about Lucas, the failed comedian who said “Whaboom” a lot. Adam dropped the line, “There was so much ‘Whaboom,’ it should been ‘Wha-bye.'” Which is like a C- joke at best, and didn’t even elicit a polite chuckle from the audience. Or take Lee’s pre-planned defense to systematically starting fights with every African-American contestant: “I should have been a better friend.” Which didn’t make sense, given that no one suggested that he was a friend. Or even Fred, the poor guy who harbored a crush on Rachel since summer camp, whose heartfelt monologue to her was undercut by his statement clearly being written and rehearsed.

You’ll be able to write this thing on test day, no need to plan ahead.

Lesson 3: If you’re going to try to flex with big words, make sure you know what they mean and have heard them used before

Having a big vocabulary won’t get you into law school or prolong your fifteen minutes of fame, but that doesn’t stop LSAT takers and former Bachelorette contestants from dropping recherché word bombs on the writing sample and Men Tell All special, respectively. DeMario, for instance, defended himself against accusations of two-timing with the aforementioned “side chick” by referencing the lack of “ocular” facts that he and the “side chick” were ever actually a couple. “Ocular,” of course, meaning “related to the eye.” So, you know, eye facts. Those things we talk about every day and frequently use as proof that two people are in a committed relationship. DeMario was probably looking for “observable” facts, or even “empirical” facts, but tried to get too grandiloquent and took an L so obvious that any oculus could see it.

Don’t be DeMario. Use words you know.

Lesson 4: Don’t get too attached to either of the options–take some time to brainstorm

Your job on the writing sample is to pick a side and argue why it’s the better of the two options. There’s no “right” answer, of course; generally, the prompt to the writing sample will give roughly equal pros and cons for each choice. You should therefore simply pick the option that you think you can make the better argument for–the option that you feel most passionately about.

But passion can be a fickle mistress. Matters of the heart are tough. Sometimes one option seems so right, but halfway through writing the second paragraph of your essay–or, say, half-way through shooting the spin-off program Bachelor in Paradise–you’ll realize that you should have chosen another option. At that point, it will be too late.

So take some time brainstorming pros and cons for each choice before making your decision. This step will help you pick the right option for you and construct a better argument for that option.

The Bachelor producers surely wish they took more time in deciding which of these cast members would serve as the next eponymous bachelor. Dean, the most recently eliminated contestant, was given ample screen time during the Men Tell Special. And given the rapturous reception he received from the crowd, it was clear that he should have been selected as the next bachelor. In a camouflage-print tuxedo jacket and a polka-dotted pocket square that matched his socks, Dean looked like a star, a perfect protagonist for the next season of The Bachelor. And yet, when nominal host Chris Harrison (who, after a total of about 5 minutes of screen time this season, finally got a chance to cook this episode–shouts to you Chris, keep getting dem checks) announced Dean as a contestant in Bachelor in Paradise, you could feel the crowd collectively sigh.

A little bit of brainstorming and research would have gone a long ways for the producers of The Bachelor. Don’t make the same mistakes they did.

Lesson 5: Leave the bloopers out

The writing sample isn’t a high school math test, so don’t show your work. You shouldn’t include any outlines or notes or rough drafts that you may make. You’ll have scratch paper to mock up these notes. In the space LSAC provides to write your essay, you should only include your final essay. Obviously.

But if only someone told that to the producers of the Men Tell All special, who closed the night with a blooper reel of Rachel sometimes almost tripping and Josiah eating and some of the men putting on lotion. Some things are best left on the cutting room floor.

And with that you have everything you need to succeed on the writing sample. Or at least to be reassured that you maybe didn’t completely waste two hours of your life watching trash reality television.

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Your Tuesday Morning Roundup

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Tiger Woods was arrested for DUI. Here’s Jillian Mele talking about it:

Tiger Woods blames DUI arrest on prescription medication http://pic.twitter.com/mC73rBC49k

— FOX & friends (@foxandfriends) May 30, 2017

Mike Trout will undergo surgery on his strained left thumb and will miss 6-8 weeks. I can’t think of a better time for the Angels to trade him to the Phillies. Why wouldn’t they? He’s all washed up and his career is in jeopardy. Let us take on that burden.

In other future Phillie news:

Bryce Harper gets drilled in the hip, charges mound, throws helmet, then punches http://pic.twitter.com/NrPsL3P2Fa

— Darren Rovell (@darrenrovell) May 29, 2017

I can’t tell if people are ragging on Harper or genuinely respect his gumption. I, for one, love it. It seems like maybe he thought better of that helmet toss mid-throw, and you can’t knock a baseball player for not knowing how to fight. I’ll take this guy on my team any day. I’m convinced half the Phils would’ve just smiled and said to the pitcher, “Ah, you got me!”

Donald Trump’s communications director, Mike Dubke, is leaving the White House. It’s always a good sign when the person tasked with making you look good by conveying your message of peace and prosperity to the masses resigns after less than one trimester.

Ariana Grande sent out this Tweet at 2 p.m. on Friday expressing her condolences to her fans and announcing a benefit concert to be held in Manchester:

http://pic.twitter.com/c03xrX3iIv

— Ariana Grande (@ArianaGrande) May 26, 2017

Allow me to be the cynical pragmatist here for just one second: Lost in the rightful mourning of the victims and outrage over terror is, for Ariana, the fact that her career will forever be linked to a terror attack through absolutely no fault of her own. Unlike The Eagles of Death Metal, who were performing during the attack at the Bataclan Theater in Paris, Ariana at least already has mainstream success and the mention of her name can elicit some response other than simply “yeah, the singer from the terrorist attack.” But, it’s good for no one’s career to be tied to something as heinous as what happened last week. So make no mistake, highly paid PR people are currently figuring out the best way for Ariana to thread the needle by giving the victims and their families the respect they deserve while also making sure her career is not defined by this. Which brings us back to this Tweet, which went out at precisely 2 p.m. on the Friday before a summer holiday weekend, the exact time publicists and image crafters put out news they don’t want getting too much attention. That feels like it was very intentional lest Ariana come to be defined by an event completely outside her control.

Nolan Carroll was also arrested for DUI.

Frank DeFord died. Naturally, Les Bowen used it as a chance to take a swipe at a new generation of sports writers:

Writers who never met Frank Deford are much in mourning; we also mourn a time when being able to write was crucial to being a sportswriter.

— Les Bowen (@LesBowen) May 30, 2017

This is maybe the single dumbest take I have ever seen:

That Strickland threw idiot pitch while wearing cap honoring those who fought for something real is sickening https://t.co/bK9JcNNGdE

— Bill Plaschke (@BillPlaschke) May 29, 2017

The Phanatic’s wedding appearances are so much better than Mr. Mets’.

Done:

FAKE TRADE –Philly gets 1 (Fultz) –Kings get 3 (Fox), 37, Boston's 2018 1st –Celts get: 5 (Isaac), 10 (?), Saric, LAL's 2018 1st

— Bill Simmons (@BillSimmons) May 29, 2017

Gonzo has gone full left coast:

The most competitive game of corn that ever was. http://pic.twitter.com/mDh4ZR4qTz

— Colleen Wolfe (@ColleenWolfeNFL) May 30, 2017

Sarah Baicker doing that content thing for the Devils:

I want the Devils to take Nolan Patrick. I’ll have some Nico.

I miss Lavs so much:

Lavy coming in hot with the f-bomb http://pic.twitter.com/OqrVzqWWdu

— Pete Blackburn (@PeteBlackburn) May 30, 2017

Here’s David Murphy on why the rebuild is taking so long:

Since 2012, the only Phillies draft picks to appear in the majors are Andrew Knapp and Aaron Nola. Besides Nola, only one other first-round pick has suited up for the Phillies in the majors since they drafted Cole Hamels in 2002. That was Joe Savery, the 2007 first-rounder who eventually pitched in 41 games in relief over 2011-13. Besides Nola, the only Phillies first-rounder who has had a modicum of major league success during that stretch is Travis d’Arnaud, who has yet to log 400 plate appearances in a season for the Mets.

Compare that to the Red Sox, who over the last three years have gotten 4,177 plate appearances and a .294/.352/.471 batting line out of Xander Bogaerts, Mookie Betts and Bradley, all three of whom joined the Red Sox system from 2009-11. Part of that was a scouting failure, which is why longtime Phillies scouting director Marti Wolever was shown the door in September 2014, but it was also attributable to a lack of macro-level planning with regard to amateur inventory levels.

He concludes that the Phillies need to restock their draft inventory. Fair. But I don’t think anyone, at least not recently, expected the Phillies to contend just yet. What we did expect, however, was some level of competitiveness from a team with the means to buy themselves into it. Unlike the NBA, you don’t need to bottom out in baseball to rebuild. Given the uncertainty with prospects, the eighth pick in the draft may very well not differ at all from the 22nd pick. Worse, promising young players like Maikel Franco, Odubel Herrera and Vince Velasquez have shown no improvement and have in some cases regressed. The pitching staff in general is embarrassing. And the catcher is so clueless that he has to wear a wristband to remind him of hitters’ tendencies:

The Phillies talked about using a wristband last year, but it took until this weekend’s series to implement it. But before Rupp wore it, the Phillies had to figure out what to put on it. They wanted to put enough information on the wristband to be helpful, but not cram too much information on it that it becomes impossible to use.

The wristband has hot and cold zones for hitters. It tells catchers how to pitch hitters with two strikes. It tells them a hitter’s swing percentage in certain situations.

It is color coded to make it easy to reference. Phillies manager Pete Mackanin said red means no and green means yes.

This goes back to Leslie Gudel writing about many catchers not calling games in college and lacking the ability to do so at the big league level.

Anyway, the ire right now isn’t for a lack of a division leader– it’s for a lack of any semblance of competitive baseball.

That said, this is a really dumb Odubel take:

Here’s Odubel Herrera’s contract that we referenced earlier. Might regret that one, time will tell. http://pic.twitter.com/3OrCHK40wO

— 975 Mornings (@975Mornings) May 30, 2017

That’s almost nothing for a 25-year-old with some upside. Never mind the club options after the contract gets pricey.

I had a South Philly Dog at the ballpark over the weekend and could not have been more disappointed in my favorite item. The rabe was bland, lacking garlic, and tasted like it had sat in a steaming tray since last Thursday:

Perhaps worse was the roll-to-dog ratio:

It’s really disappointing to see such a quality item not receive the care and attention it deserves.

Bill Simmons is moving The Ringer over to Vox Media (The Verge, SB Nation). They won’t own his site, but they’ll be his host and sell advertising on his behalf. Huh. Interesting model.

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Your Tuesday Morning Roundup

This sets up well for a redemption tale. My money is on Matt Lauer or, sleeper, Tom Rinaldi as a special correspondent for 60 Minutes to land the redemption story.

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Tiger Woods was arrested for DUI. Here’s Jillian Mele talking about it:

Tiger Woods blames DUI arrest on prescription medication http://pic.twitter.com/mC73rBC49k

— FOX & friends (@foxandfriends) May 30, 2017

In other future Phillie news:

Bryce Harper gets drilled in the hip, charges mound, throws helmet, then punches http://pic.twitter.com/NrPsL3P2Fa

— Darren Rovell (@darrenrovell) May 29, 2017

Ariana Grande sent out this Tweet at 2 p.m. on Friday expressing her condolences to her fans and announcing a benefit concert to be held in Manchester:

http://pic.twitter.com/c03xrX3iIv

— Ariana Grande (@ArianaGrande) May 26, 2017

Nolan Carroll was also arrested for DUI.

Frank DeFord died. Naturally, Les Bowen used it as a chance to take a swipe at a new generation of sports writers:

Writers who never met Frank Deford are much in mourning; we also mourn a time when being able to write was crucial to being a sportswriter.

— Les Bowen (@LesBowen) May 30, 2017

This is maybe the single dumbest take I have ever seen:

That Strickland threw idiot pitch while wearing cap honoring those who fought for something real is sickening https://t.co/bK9JcNNGdE

— Bill Plaschke (@BillPlaschke) May 29, 2017

The Phanatic’s wedding appearances are so much better than Mr. Mets’.

Done:

FAKE TRADE –Philly gets 1 (Fultz) –Kings get 3 (Fox), 37, Boston's 2018 1st –Celts get: 5 (Isaac), 10 (?), Saric, LAL's 2018 1st

— Bill Simmons (@BillSimmons) May 29, 2017

Gonzo has gone full left coast:

The most competitive game of corn that ever was. http://pic.twitter.com/mDh4ZR4qTz

— Colleen Wolfe (@ColleenWolfeNFL) May 30, 2017

Sarah Baicker doing that content thing for the Devils:

I want the Devils to take Nolan Patrick. I’ll have some Nico.

I miss Lavs so much:

Lavy coming in hot with the f-bomb http://pic.twitter.com/OqrVzqWWdu

— Pete Blackburn (@PeteBlackburn) May 30, 2017

Here’s David Murphy on why the rebuild is taking so long:

The wristband has hot and cold zones for hitters. It tells catchers how to pitch hitters with two strikes. It tells them a hitter’s swing percentage in certain situations.

It is color coded to make it easy to reference. Phillies manager Pete Mackanin said red means no and green means yes.

This goes back to Leslie Gudel writing about many catchers not calling games in college and lacking the ability to do so at the big league level.

Anyway, the ire right now isn’t for a lack of a division leader– it’s for a lack of any semblance of competitive baseball.

That said, this is a really dumb Odubel take:

Here’s Odubel Herrera’s contract that we referenced earlier. Might regret that one, time will tell. http://pic.twitter.com/3OrCHK40wO

— 975 Mornings (@975Mornings) May 30, 2017

That’s almost nothing for a 25-year-old with some upside. Never mind the club options after the contract gets pricey.

Perhaps worse was the roll-to-dog ratio:

It’s really disappointing to see such a quality item not receive the care and attention it deserves.

Bill Simmons is moving The Ringer over to Vox Media (The Verge, SB Nation). They won’t own his site, but they’ll be his host and sell advertising on his behalf. Huh. Interesting model.

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