#my camera still doesn't work

[skykidsam]

Krill Face Closeup

Sorry I had to stand on your face to get good pictures, the lore community thanks you for your patience and understanding

[starfall-isle]

love the way sonic and Sage are set up on my shelf right now

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

frickin shite that was the worst small group I've ever been to in my life

[dairine-bonnet]

'I hope you like pain!' screams my character from Neverwinter Nights 2 lying on the ground and dying (aka Lillian Dragon/aka Kalach-Cha/aka Knight-Captain).

My thoughts: She's almost as frightening and tough as my Revan (aka Alexandra Forst), who concludes peacefully, 'That must've hurt!' looking at the corpses of the enemies around her.

[doctorweebmd]

accidentally* brainstormed a very complete outline for chapters 4-8 for eih, which should theoretically take us through Part 1. which is. you know. a godsend or whatever.

*accidentally meaning i was just eating delicious pancakes and the thoughts happened. usually its me crying screaming and shitting myself in front of an empty word document where ideas manifest. this is notably much more pleasant.

[front-facing-pokemon]

[darkwood-sleddog]

urg. zombie injured her paw? leg? in some way (limping). letting her rest and reevaluating from there...

[elipsi]

maybe i should start building a bit of a portfolio and try to get invited to events as a photographer 🤔

[s-ccaam-era-crepe]

5 mins !!!!

[sudokuplayer]

i'm so angry and heartbroken and i think this is all i will ever be

[sarahgotbored]

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[luxx-is-sleepy]

Umm guys I think it snowed

[arcadequeerz]

Time to break out the vintage fall music playlists.

[aetheros]

"all your coursework is asynchronous and can be done entirely on your own time offline!" :)

"but your teacher is available in a video chat 4 hours a day and you should come meet them on day one!" :(

[fozmeadows]

the older I get, the more the technological changes I've lived through as a millennial feel bizarre to me. we had computers in my primary school classroom; I first learned to type on a typewriter. I had a cellphone as a teenager, but still needed a physical train timetable. my parents listened to LP records when I was growing up; meanwhile, my childhood cassette tape collection became a CD collection, until I started downloading mp3s on kazaa over our 56k modem internet connection to play in winamp on my desktop computer, and now my laptop doesn't even have a disc tray. I used to save my word documents on floppy discs. I grew up using the rotary phone at my grandparents' house and our wall-connected landline; my mother's first cellphone was so big, we called it The Brick. I once took my desktop computer - monitor, tower and all - on the train to attend a LAN party at a friend's house where we had to connect to the internet with physical cables to play together, and where one friend's massive CRT monitor wouldn't fit on any available table. as kids, we used to make concertina caterpillars in class with the punctured and perforated paper strips that were left over whenever anything was printed on the room's dot matrix printer, which was outdated by the time I was in high school. VHS tapes became DVDs, and you could still rent both at the local video store when I was first married, but those shops all died out within the next six years. my facebook account predates the iphone camera - I used to carry around a separate digital camera and manually upload photos to the computer in order to post them; there are rolls of undeveloped film from my childhood still in envelopes from the chemist's in my childhood photo albums. I have a photo album from my wedding, but no physical albums of my child; by then, we were all posting online, and now that's a decade's worth of pictures I'd have to sort through manually in order to create one. there are video games I tell my son about but can't ever show him because the consoles they used to run on are all obsolete and the games were never remastered for the new ones that don't have the requisite backwards compatibility. I used to have a walkman for car trips as a kid; then I had a discman and a plastic hardshell case of CDs to carry around as a teenager; later, a friend gave my husband and I engraved matching ipods as a wedding present, and we used them both until they stopped working; now they're obsolete. today I texted my mother, who was born in 1950, a tiktok upload of an instructional video for girls from 1956 on how to look after their hair and nails and fold their clothes. my father was born four years after the invention of colour televison; he worked in radio and print journalism, and in the years before his health declined, even though he logically understood that newspapers existed online, he would clip out articles from the physical paper, put them in an envelope and mail them to me overseas if he wanted me to read them. and now I hold the world in a glass-faced rectangle, and I have access to everything and ownership of nothing, and everything I write online can potentially be wiped out at the drop of a hat by the ego of an idiot manchild billionaire. as a child, I wore a watch, but like most of my generation, I stopped when cellphones started telling us the time and they became redundant. now, my son wears a smartwatch so we can call him home from playing in the neighbourhood park, and there's a tanline on his wrist ike the one I haven't had since the age of fifteen. and I wonder: what will 2030 look like?

[leatherbookmark]

there was a post on rdt about people making cute interactions between idols all about shipping, how weird and strange, they're friends! they hug each other because they're friends! and i was like well yeah, but also, you can v much be friends and still have a job that requires you to do fanservice for your fans! and it got a lot of upvotes but i suppose it might have failed to get through to some, because today i saw another thread about shipping and some comments complained about people making friendly interactions all about shipping and fanservice, and, well! you can't always succeed i suppose