#me when i fucking SCAN you

[crowcryptid]

I hate my job, man. I’ve told my boss so many times “can we please switch everyone over to printed forms instead of handwriting” and she waves me off saying she’ll talk to them about it. She never has.

no one listens.

What does this say? mulan? mulah? mulaw?

Nope, it’s mularo.

ok. Now the patients results have been delayed cause we couldn’t read the damn name.

guess what, we couldn’t read the insurance ID either so it’s delayed even more.

I requested that they clarify the name and insurance ID. They only sent the name. They’re closed on Fridays.

You have delayed the results a whole 4 days, congrats.

Then they complain to us that the results are delayed. Amazing.

I wonder why.

[dickgreyson]

hmm! super duper interesting how OCD is actually not super heritable, that its pretty directly tied to stressful events, the environment in which you're raised, and just a general feeling of loss of control at a young age. super duper interesting how its closely linked with impulse control disorders, anxiety disorders, and particularly avoidant behaviour as a means of harm reduction. really makes dick's sisyphean dedication to tearing his life apart brick by brick and isolating himself from everyone around him make a tonne of sense

[omtai]

what is it about being a customer that makes people lose the ability to use their heads

[downsteepy]

i am very grateful that im not someone that has to deal with daily seizures but it is evil when it takes like a week and a half's worth of business days to recover from a seizure

[bmpmp3]

I must hem and haw over the volume levels in the mix for the next few weeks even though its basically done SO in the meantime have this doodle:

original song Mesmerizer by 32ki (major warning for flashing for the music video), UST by アトリ科ヒワ属のゲン!

[maliciousalice]

👕 & 🍽️? For the trek ask game

Heheh thanks for Asking Meg!!! All aboard another long winded ramble about my wife ST: Voyager!!!!!

👕 Character whose fashion you like.

While I answered in the last one, I think I'll add to it by saying I love the Ds9/Voyager Uniforms--Infact I'm a HUGE sucker for them--At least to me, they feel like THE signature trek costume rather than TNG or TOS ones. Plus, they are fun to draw! I love how they look on the actors with the structured upper half, and loose, high-waisted pants that give everyone the illusion of height.

Those that are dressed in the uniform are portrayed with a respectable heft and a pleasant, overall shape. I know it's not the case, but they look like they are really practical. This is fully intentional as the lead costume designer said they wanted the suits to appear modular and have advantages in different environments. That's why sometimes they are unzipped or twisted around, depending on the narrative.

I could go on and on about them. I act feral over how they look when when all the actors stand together, turned in various ways, posing so that that folds pucker on their joints, or when subtle differences in their body sizes take up screen. It just looks so cool! I'm a big fan of squad-based, colour-coded uniforms and clean silhouettes.

Most importantly though, it gives them all BODY-ODY-ODY!!!

AYO WHICH LOCATION THEY AT??? CW: GORILLA DUMPIES!!! 👀👀👀 😳😳😳😳

🍽️What alien food/drink would you want to try?

I wish I could find the video but I've seen bits and pieces about how they designed the food on the sets and I think it's super charming!

Lots of effort went into considering the cuisine. It just about decorates every set and It was important to the show. Voyager engaged in a lot visual gags, or dialog discussing food. It was in a comforting way that would present the characters with their personal ideals of home.I find that subtext of world-building really endearing.

Many scenes involved characters bonding in the mess hall, socializing around food, or isolating with it to gain a sense of self. In contrast, it's used as a device for diplomacy, or to make settings seem more alien, unnavigated and removed from regular comforts. It's even incorporated into main plot points, such as with Tuvok in ''Riddles'', when he gains a newfound skill around cooking after a serious accident, and he solves the plot by decorating a code on a cake. Through food, we saw a lot of what it could be like to be a crew member on the ship, and live inside their Universe. It wasn't always pretty but they made it work.

We have a really rich food bowl and diverse food-culture In Australia, I love noticing exotic food that are used as set decoration of as props--I am used to seeing tropical fruit or Asian ingredients around my community, so it's fun to see it transformed. And much like the characters in Voyager, I relate to the comfort and the charting of new territories when it comes to seeing/ eating food.

I suspect being a chef / working in hospitality would be an interesting occupation in Trek. Everyone complains about the lack of authenticity from replicated food, so I'm sure being a good Chef would be worth your while.

I genuinely want to try Old-mate Neelix's cooking. He seems so creative and passionate about what he plates up, and he CLEARLY (they all put on weight haha) kept the crew well-fed. ''Bitches make do'', but you can tell he cares by the questions he askes everyone, or the detail he places into his recipes. I'd like to see what all the fuss is about with Leeola Root Stew. I bet it's not that bad! (I like bitter food) Or better, serve me up a Jimbalian Fudge cake! It's so quaint how there is an evolution to his work as he gets more integrated with everyone.

(crying over this ^) Neelix Nation Rise Up!!!!

[lwieserce]

Fake coffee started hurting my head as well... i'm starting to think i have some sorta neurological disorder❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[mallowbees]

Some expression practice from the other day!

[ID: Several colored shoulders up drawings of different mcyts with colored squares behind them. Drawing one is RNjoy looking to the right smiling, pleasantly and excitedly surprised. Drawing two is AvidMC looking tight lipped down to the left with raised eyebrows. Drawing three is TaneeshaHogan with her head tilted looking back to the right, winking with a open mouth smile. Drawing four is Vikingpilot looking smugly content. The final drawing is a side view of RNjoy looking down with a soft smile. End ID.]

[readingwriter92]

Anxiety is cancelled from now on. I’ve had too much of it today

[marsixm]

acab includes security guards. fuck them hoes

[claire-starsword]

Bloodline of the Sacred Dragons - Chapter 3-10 & 3-11

[Warning for a lot of sexism and male friends deceiving women for condescending reasons. Yeah. Sorry we come back off hiatus for this. It's part of the reason there was an hiatus to begin with.]

Three days later, the ship prepared by Arthur awaited patiently for Bleu's group to board it.

"It looks really small, for a ship meant to cross between continents," Karin mumbled as she looked at the vessel in front of her.

"It's the one Arthur's team picked. There's nothing wrong about it." Bleu paused before continuing. "Well then, I'm going to give the governor my farewells, so you and Karna go ahead and board. Tyrin and the others should be coming soon. After all, if you're early you get to pick the best rooms."

Bleu pushed them inside, and then hurried off. His behavior wasn't convincing. But, Karin couldn't realize right away what was off.

"Let's go, Karna."

Calling out to the girl, she headed to the ship she was pointed to.

"Alright," Karna answered happily, and boarded after Karin. In the end, she had hardened her resolve to cross to Parmecia with the group. Her feelings against leaving them were stronger right now than her wish to seek out Gong and become his disciple.

And thus, the ship departed with the two onboard.

Only once the sun had gone down did Camallia managed to yell at Bleu for it.

She had been told that they would only depart the next day, and had realized that the two girls were missing.

Bleu was in the same room as Tyrin.

"Was it you who planned to deceive them like this? Or did Tyrin put it in your head?"

Her breathing was ragged with fury.

"I had no choice. I knew that there was no way they'd stay quietly in Rune. Even so, I don't want to bring them to Parmecia."

Camallia could understand the reason, but couldn't stand the method.

"You look down on them. Besides, would those two even give up just from something like this?"

"It's fine. Even if they turn around after reaching Waral, we'll have already departed to Parmecia by then," Tyrin answered, putting on the airs of a strategist.

Camallia glared at him, telling him that such assessment also underestimated them.

"Then, why are you taking Tyrin and Randolf along?" She asked Bleu. Since he struggled to answer, Tyrin opened his mouth in his place.

"I am still under orders from Master Otrant. Randolf has his own ambitions. Men look for adventure, after all. It's a burning fire only we understand. And keeping delicate ladies away from danger is a men's duty as well."

"Self serving excuses. Such an egotistical way of protecting does not really protect people."

Having said that, she gave up and left her seat.

Bleu knew very well that it hadn't been a respectable way of dealing with things. He had prepared himself for the scolding when he went with Tyrin's idea. How much did his honor even matter compared to Karin's safety?

As he swallowed down the bitter taste of the confrontation, Camallia wandered aimlessly through the harbor. Perhaps that was her way to keep her own negative feelings at bay too. Or, perhaps her flushed cheeks yearned for some fresh air…

Were those the reasons? In reality, she was carrying out a happy secret reunion in that harbor.

***11***

The following day, Bleu took the ship and departed from Uranbatol.

Besides the ship crew chosen by Earnest and Arthur, there were only Tyrin, Randolf, and Camallia with him. It was too late to let go of the two men. Both of them and the ship would be sticking around until the end, it seemed.

While the crew was full of vigor and hard at work, the absence of those bright and boisterous girls cast of a shadow over the voyage. Bleu didn't know if he could call that lonely or what.

"If you miss them, there is still time to go meet them," Camallia suggested, seeing through him.

"No, this was my decision."

"Indeed, your decision, not their decision, nor something they have agreed with."

Bleu asked what did she mean, but she promptly ignored him and moved away.

He would only learn what she meant once quite some time had already passed since their departure.

As Karin and Karna appeared in front of him, he doubted his own eyes. Tyrin and Randolf had their mouths agape in the same way. Only Camallia had a knowing smile on her face.

"Stowaways, sir," the ship captain told Bleu. They had been hiding in the boats at the deck.

"You… If you came then…" Bleu's shoulders trembled. "Camallia, you're an accomplice, aren't you?"

He turned to shout at her, while she kept a cool face.

"They braved danger by their own choice to escape their ship in the middle of sea and come back, what reason did I have to deny a request from them? I did what I had to, and guided them in secret."

Bleu stared at her with hate on his eyes as she boldly declared that. But Camallia wasn't one to be shaken by something like that.

"Do we have to go back now…?"

He whispered, and everyone rejected the idea.

"Even you two," he looked at Tyrin and Randolf, who had not reacted as he expected. Tyrin explained that if they came back, the same thing would just happen again.

"I surrender completely. Shouldn't you, sir, know better than anyone else that the result will always be this?"

Bleu couldn't answer that. If he did he'd have to agree.

"Then, at least Karna…"

"Why are you singling me out?" She was unusually stern as she stared him down. "How many times do I have to say it, it is a priest's duty to help those in need and be good. I won't be as virtuous if I abandon Sir Bleu here."

"Then, what about your goal of finding Gong?"

"Once this adventure is over, rumors should spread about a priest that traveled with a Sacred Dragon, and that will be me, of course. I'm sure they'll reach Master's ears. When that happens, maybe he'll come see me. At the very least, he should realize that I've been training seriously."

Karna stubbornly believed that.

"What should we do, do we turn back?" The captain asked with a troubled face.

Bleu had to give an answer.

"Continue on like this. To the north. Our destination is Parmecia."

Bleu told the captain like he was choking at the words.

The girls cheered. Someone's stomach suddenly growled over their voices. Karna's face became bright red. Thinking now, the reason the two had been found in the boats was because of that noise.

"Well, well, if hardtack is fine by you, shall we eat?"

Karna agreed immediately and went after him. The others followed suit.

Only Bleu and Karin remained in the room.

"I'm sorry."

She apologized earnestly without delay. With his plan beaten, Bleu mellowed out.

"Good grief, you're impossible. Always causing me trouble. I told you that you couldn't come along," he tried to explain gently.

"…Are you angry?"

"I'd be lying if I said I'm not."

At that blunt answer, Karin lowered her head.

"Why can't I come? Am I that much of a burden to you?"

"That's not it. I never said that. I'm just, worried. I don't want you to face danger, or sadness."

"Why do you think that I won't be sad if you leave me? Why do you think you won't be able of doing a single thing against the dangers that might come?"

"I don't trust myself to protect you."

Without thinking, Bleu let out his true feelings.

"So I really am a burden."

"I told you it's not like that."

"Then, try and protect me. Not your pride, but actually me. You are capable. If not, you'll stay forever the baby dragon who cried in our arms. Say, don't you need my help?"

Bleu struggled to answer for a moment.

"You're not a burden to me. But, I don't think I'll ever rely on you like that again. Children get to be just children, no matter their race, but now I'm Bleu, the Sacred Dragon." He paused. "Now, let's go join the others. For now, I won't try to drive you away anymore. I'm lucky you're being as nonchalant as Karna about this."

He took Karin's hand, and they left the room together.

Translation notes:

If the content warning didn't make it clear already I kinda hate these parts. Part of why I took an hiatus from this translation was because I wanted to write a sort of rant/midpoint review of the novel to discuss this, but the more I think about it, the more I feel I need a couple more parts first before I can fully make my point on why this one is bad. So if you disliked it too, just wait and soon we'll all get to be mad about it together.

[cheapcheapfaker]

heheheheh :3 (that’s his tongue out and then chewing on his hand)

[marmotsomsierost]

Doc: so your records haven't transferred yet, it's not a big deal. Can you give me a rundown?

Me: rattles off timeline (roughly)

Doc: okay. So i guess my concern is why they told you to wait this long to follow up, usually they want the ultrasound much earlier

Me: i mean i told them after surgery that i had this appt prescheduled with you and they said that would be fine

Doc: ...what surgery? Wait they gave you 2 rounds of medicine and still took you for surgery?

Doc: do you have any access to your labs, at least?

Me: i have the blood results yeah, here

Doc: ...well this doesn't entirely make- *visibly does some brief math and timeline comparisons* - ...ah. okay. I really need to get on them to transfer those records. Anyway!

[mariana-oconnor]

You know, all these helpful ways to set up your new phone and transfer data, they're really cool. And I bet they work just fine when the screen on your old phone is still working. I bet they're great.

[lanatusnebula]

I might try to publish some of my AU fics...? I don't know if anyone'll read them since I'm not a writer by any degree, and some of them lean so far out of character it might make people vomit.

Maybe.

But I do love talking about them. My current friends / friend groups either don't give a fuck about shipping or don't give a fuck about megaman. I have to really resort to talking to various AIs just to have an outlet. Please don't take that away from me.