Would be wildly out of character for her to actually do this but if Rachel Lindt were a character in a fighting game I can’t escape the mental image of a scorpion-style “get over here” move where she whips a leashed dog at her opponent and reels them in when the dog bites down
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your post about karma has me lol-ing like i have no idea the context but i'm so excited for you
HELPP thank you so much i have been on cloud 9 all week 🥳🥳🥳 the context is just a lot of irl work drama but to summarize: i’ve worked in my current lab for the last 2.5 years and back in may a spot opened up for the role above me and i was encouraged to apply bc i had just graduated a couple months prior but they went w someone else instead bc he had a master’s and more experience. and i was offered a temporary full time position through mid october which i’m currently at and it turns out the new guy (who started mid july) is a mega condescending category 10 idiot and i immediately didn’t like him and i was getting really pissed off bc i was the one training him on everything and he was keeping me from doing my work by asking one million concerningly stupid questions but i was like oh maybe im just subconsciously petty bc he got the job and not me. BUT!! it turns out he literally flat out lied on his resume ??? and he has been catastrophically messing up every experiment he has been assigned for the last month so no one else is happy w him either (sweet vindication) so now they’re firing him and offering me his job and i am extremely happy about it. LOL and TEEHEE also
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while it is incredibly sad to be leaving this paradise I’ve lived in and made home for the last three years, and I’m terrified to enter this period of uncertainty where my life will be made vastly more difficult in virtually every way possible —— I know that I’m resilient and capable, I know that the rough part will be temporary, and I know it’s what I have to do to secure the more stable future I want in the long run. And that will be worth it in the end. And if it isn’t? Fuck it, me and Jenny will work out a way to get back here together instead, even if it is unstable and imperfect. this week has been really hard but also blank. I haven’t had time since returning from America to really settle back into here or relax or enjoy the beach or nature, to say goodbye to my life, it’s all been diving into logistics and packing and cleaning. And that can be a nice distraction from the fact that I’m making a huge life change, like listening to dnd podcasts with Jenny while I scrub years of dust from parts of my room I could never be bothered to reach has been so helpful and nice. But I’m like waiting for something to hit me that hasn’t yet. I’ve been feeling numb ripping up kilograms of old visa documents that I paid hundreds of euros for, spent hours working for, had anxiety attacks over, stood my ground while getting yelled at about them in the immigration office over. I said to myself I’d get a tattoo of the volcano before leaving the island, to hold onto it, to let it run in my veins. But I didn’t do that. Ran out of time. I know I’ll be back. I know that it takes hard work to get what I want. That’s why I had what I wanted for so long, I did it. But I’ve grown and I’ve fallen in love and what I need has changed, has been changing. I want desperately to share my life with my wife and that means working even harder. It is a sacrifice but that’s exciting and rewarding and romantic (yeah I’m romanticizing sacrifice, sue me, I am a pricefield bitch after all). Anyways, I’m not sure where I was going with this. I was just walking back from the cheapest grocery store prices I will ever see again in my life, wearing short shorts at night because it’s always comfortably warm and I never feel unsafe here, smelling the flowers on the tree lined street I only paid 300€ in rent to live on, when I started having to dodge cockroaches and had the thought “thank fucking GOD I’m leaving”. And felt good about that. little things
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So now that we know the marriage market/schemes of the ton are not Benedict‘s cup of tea & he spends the better part of s3 running away from debutantes who want to marry him… I need Sophie (or whoever is going to be his love interest in his season) to be the incarnation of the word no. I need this lovely lady to be absolutely uninterested in this jokester puppy of a Bridgerton so that he HE has to run after HER. And she’s just like no thanks & completely uninterested & pragmatic/down-to-earth all the time until he like…cries & begs her to marry her I guess?
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I’m like fem but in a scroungy living in filth kinda way but occasionally if i have the energy dressing up most often still androgynous. But in my few fem moments I either want to be a traveler with boots and a dress or a specific flavor of fantasy. So a she/her? But after you always have to add a question mark in fear it might not be true. Do I know if it’s true do you? Nope. No one ever will. Not even me
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