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morning-st48 · 10 days ago
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I need to find the time and energy to draw this: my drifter and Amir both chilling on the sofa whilst surrounded by some of my 300-400 kubrows/kavats (I've lost count, but last I checked it was over 300). at least one is licking Amir's face whilst another chewing his foot, and one is sleeping on the drifter's lap. they are all running around the apartment playing and fighting. and Amirs just 'babe, can we please put some of them away?' trying his hardest not to be totally overwhelmed by a room full of dogs and cats that could randomly decide to snap him in half, at any minute.
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killjo-q · 2 months ago
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One of the perks of being a PT is that with any hobby I pick up , I can prepare and deal with the injuries that come with it. Curently i have been doing rehab on myself cuz uh i kinda overdid it with music practice… My old shoulder and wrist injuries have been kinda flaring up but thats also my fault cuz i wasn’t consistent with exercise enough haha.
I am surprised i have not come across more musician patients though , like lots of the postures in music are so awkward … string players especially . i was thinking about it while i was watching the orchestra a few nights ago. The violin and viola players specifically. I know there’s prob some posture to prevent injury for them but the combo of neck bent to one side, bent elbow and rotated forarms + lots of finger movements and doing all of that for a rly long time again and again has to be taxing on the body..
hmm PT for orchestra musicians… thinking…
my injuries have been extra nagging me this whole week haha not being able do things gives me too much time to think
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mothusingtheinternet · 4 months ago
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So wait, evil plans are hatched. And then they come into fruition. What the fuck kind of organism is an evil plan!? Some form of egg-laying fruit?!?!
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glamlet69 · 2 months ago
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When I was a child, around ten years old, my dad taught me how to make newsletters in Microsoft Publisher. He was making one for work and he was getting really excited about it, and I showed enough interest that he showed me how to do it.
Using those meager skills he taught me, I made a newsletter about cats called Meow Monthly, because I had just gotten a little black kitten that I was obsessed with.
My parents thought it was really great that I was doing it and helped me print out my issues and distribute them via email to people at my church. They helped me go to Petco and interview the employees about cats that needed homes so that I could put them in my newsletter.
At the end I probably garnered maybe twenty subscribers. Every issue I was implementing new techniques that I had learned, putting in clip art and photos of cats that I was highlighting. Introducing new sections to it so that it grew from one 8.5x11 sheet of paper to two or three. It was pure joy making them. And I genuinely do think people liked reading it. And you know what? I still have them. And they still kind of hold up.
It just makes me so nostalgic for the time that I was learning and creating for the pure joy of it. Not to make money off of it. I hope that one day soon I can find my way back to that unbridled joy, and reclaim the creativity that I lost to growing up.
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flintsilvers · 3 months ago
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palpatine's beef with obi-wan has always been so funny to me why is he acting like a scorned wife when HE's the side chick
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gucciguccigarbage · 1 year ago
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Thinking about it there's definitely a lot in EF that's born out of frustration with "inspiration porn" around disability. Nobody is "overcoming disability" here, only pushing through it to their own immediate detriment. Probably also in part because of my own experiences doing that exact thing. Several times in my life (and unfortunately, I can't say it won't someday happen again) I've thought "oh I can handle this" only to be made permanently worse by doing so. And yknow that's the thing, right? "I can do it" only goes as far as when the consequences kick in. So my characters acknowledge that.
"I can fight better than you if I'm willing to hurt so bad I can't move tomorrow."
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the-haunted-office · 6 months ago
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"I want to know when the old walrus alien lady is moving in so I can show her every movie from the 90s so we can laugh at all the toilet humor in them!"
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buddiekinard · 7 months ago
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a fic just reminded me buck literally almost died three times within the span of like 6 months between 2b and 3a and that really is like. man the writers were like 'we know what's really gonna make the fans unhinged over this character - we're gonna crush him with a fire truck and THEN he's gonna have a pulmonary embolism in front of all of his friends and family and just when you think we're done he's gonna almost die and lose christopher in a tsunami the trauma will just be so....traumatic....sweet sweet trauma and then the trauma? that's gonna lead him to make a poor decision and sue the city, leading him to not be allowed to....[reads writing on back of hand] talk to eddie or see christopher????? is that too much??? too far???? no???? okay good.... gotta make sure the trauma of buck further traumatizes eddie who also watched his wife die, watched his best friend get crushed, watched buck's pulmonary embolism, and almost lost his son and bestie in a tsunami and then....couldn't speak to said best friend for weeks and was retraumatized by said friends' shitty lawyer THIS IS GONNA BE GREAT TELEVISION!!!!!!' like this show really is Like That
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I was inspired
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lovelynonsensicals · 10 days ago
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My dad was pretend chasing my little sister around the house and she was laughing so hard she could barely run. He finally caught her and held her in front of me so I could do something?…idk but my sister decided it was the best course of action to just SCREECH at the top of her lungs so now my ears are bleeding:)
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archangelically · 6 months ago
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sometimes you survive off the words of others' encouragement echoing in your head; you have to listen to them over your own voice sometimes. people's voices are sticky. unfortunately so are the horrible things people say, echoing louder until you teach them to fade and learn to differentiate the source of each voice <3
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ashens-thoughts · 7 months ago
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I kinda understand why people (especially Americans) get so crazy about a culture or a specific phenomenon within one when it’s not theirs. There’s this need in me to be a part of something and I could see myself grasping at something that doesn’t belong to me just so I could have that feeling.
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hypo-critic-art · 14 days ago
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“Get out of my head!”
“You first.”
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erebus0dora · 6 months ago
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i can't choose one, so let's have both, i guess..?
«I am the Devil's Minion, and he grants my every wish.»
brb here when i get some proper sleep for i still have a wish to rant on Eric Bogosian being actually a scary smart researcher in my bloodstream
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st-just · 11 months ago
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Watching the new tasting history and very charmed by the fact that the whole Michelin Star system apparently started out as, like, a galaxy-brain marketing campaign for the concept of road trips.
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timethehobo · 7 months ago
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Quick animated thingy cos I was just imagining a romance route greeting.
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