#national day offers

[renonv]

This is not puppy love 🐶🩵💙

[bebagerie]

I choose provolone.

[the-jellydex]

NATIONAL JELLYFISH DAY

HAPPY NATIONAL JELLYFISH DAY ALL!!

I nearly forgot about it, but today's a day to celebrate all jellies of the world <3

Now, how can one possibly celebrate national jellyfish day when it is almost over?... Uh, to be honest I don't really know, but boy do I have a jellyfish for you guys to feast your eyes on ^-^!

Don't let her appearance fool you- she's not a jelly of the Netrostoma or Cephea genus- she's on a bonne-fide genus of her own, the Margavia stellata (named for the star-like patterns on its bell)!

It lacks the raised bump(s) that the other jellyfish in its family (Cephidae) have, but other than that resemble the basic Cephidae body shape. It's also probably one of the cutest jellyfish out there, in my opinion

[bbgoldfish]

hello……. (coughs terribly) please a-accept this humble offering (holds up shaking hands) (there is a link in my palms) mini johnshi fic for you (feeble coughing) inspired by umiko’s art….. (eyelids fluttering) please take it…..

[knotenvater]

ah yes, my favorite pairing: jason ‘looking respectfully’ grace x nico ‘I Do Not See It’ di angelo 

[orcelito]

just had a WONDERFUL online experience on ECSI dot com!

as you can see by my discord status.

Fuck ECSI Website Die In A Fire Immediately.

like ok it started with me getting an email from the bursars office saying i had a hold on my account bc of a past due loan amount. and i was like Uhh okay? thats weird. went to check aidvantage. everything was as expected there. and the other place i have (had) loans on was ECSI. which was a comparatively much smaller loan, so i just had it on auto pay.

but THIS BITCH

DISABLED MY ACCOUNT FOR NOT LOGGING IN?!?!?!? LIKE BRO YOU'RE THE ONES WHO GAVE THE OPTION TO AUTO PAY!!!!!!! WHATS THE FUCKING POINT OF AUTO PAY IF NOT TO LET ME NOT WORRY ABOUT LOGGING IN?!?!?!?

so i was like. ok whatever sure. i'll reactivate the fucking account.

first hurdle: The Verification. tried getting a code sent to my phone. didnt send. tried clicking it again. didnt send. i switched to email, which thankfully That sent. no sign of the texts, but ok whatever.

second hurdle: it wouldnt accept my security question answers??????? for some fucking reason???????? so i was like "ok i cant remember them. help me out." it brought me to a page to fill in some more information, yadda yadda, and then it brought me to

ANOTHER VERIFICATION PAGE!!!!!!!!!!!

i went straight to email this time just bc i knew the text didnt work. took a few minutes. i laughed at a bullshit petco email in the meantime. a moment of reprieve in the anger of it all.

ok, got it verified. went in, changed my password to a very choice angry password at ECSI. just for the satisfaction of it. went to the next page.

A! THIRD! VERIFICATION PAGE!

getting sick of these things!!!!!!!!!!!!

finally got it verified and logged in. all this for $115 fucking dollars. what the fuck ever. i go to pay it. it's like "ummm you already have autopay set up :)" and i just

got. so. done.

now see i have my life insurance money in savings and it *is* enough to cover my student loans, but i wasnt wanting to until i was out of school bc Paying for costs of living while im finishing school etc etc etc but THIS BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! pissed me off SO much i decided i never wanted to go on this damned website ever again. so i decided to pay the fucking loan. which was like 7% of my total loans. whatever. i can pay it.

it made paying off the full fucking loan so unintuitive, i was wanting to throw my goddam computer into the wall. i didnt! i figured it out! yay! it SHOULD be paid off now!!! and i'll never have to deal with ECSI ever again or it ending up with HOLDS on my fucking student account bc they decided to DISABLE. MY ACCOUNT. BC I HAD IT ON AUTO PAY.

also, at this point, nearly half an hour later, i finally got the texts with the verification codes :)

Fuck ECSI Website For Real

[thedreadvampy]

hey fun thing. fun thing I'm experiencing lately. is that the case which every terf journo in the fucking UK is freaking themselves about FINALLY being able to put on the front page - trans woman convicted of rape sent to women's prison - is uhhhhhhhh. really close to home? emotionally? for me? and it's on every fucking newsstand????

(obviously transparent as fuck every time that everyone's suddenly so concerned about the wellbeing of women in prison when all the same publications are usually in the CRIMINAL SCUM PRISONS ARE TOO SOFT TRAIN but OKAY. OKAY. since you suddenly care so much about female prisoners shall we uhhhhh idk address the rate of sexual assaults by guards? police? other cisgender prisoners? maybe rethink the whole 'prison' thing as a whole? oh this is just about how you think trans women are scary again? cool. cool cool cool.)

[tvrningout]

i drank some wine, got possessed with the need to write about alvina and levina bc they're gonna be important for ciaran's story as well as the overarching story, hit a lil wall bc it became more like a scene out of a book than an info post, and now i'm like. what do i do :' )

[artemisbarnowl]

Ive never really regretted a decision before, still haven't. There was no other option for me at the time and it was the best I could do under the circumstances. Even if i wished it turned out different. This is the first time I've made a decision that I didnt actually WANT though. I hate hate hate it and I really hate how i seem to have severed from the me that made the decision in the first place. I know where she was coming from but I can't feel the way i did when I made the decision. I just feel so sad instead! Why is it like this (i made it this way). Why do I have to have less when i wasnt getting enough before. I dont want to cut myself off from potential and the rest of my life but i do want to go back to before (when i was sad in a familar way). Before doesn't exist and it can't ever again and every week i bargain with myself and make the same decision again and again and i hate it every time and its not getting any easier

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[radicheart-a]

“I’ll be going to a costume party on Halloween!”

[badkruka]

Just watched the debate and they're all using it as an excuse to pay tribute and give gifts to Annie Lööf who's stepping down as party leader of the Centre party🥲 they're so cute I can't🥲🥲

[im-like-if-a-girl]

I need to see the fucking Rockies before I die

[orcelito]

So discacc's 3 year anniversary is coming up in 2 days. I've known I wouldn't be able to write an update chapter in time for it, nor am I motivated enough to do it, but I looked in my WIP chapter for it and was pleasantly surprised to find 3k words already written

So... I'm thinking about posting an update on discacc's anniversary, both to share what's been going on with discacc readers (who don't follow me here) & to share the 3k words I currently have written. It's not as good as an actual update, but it's SOMETHING... and it'll have to do.

[3liza]

https://nationalpost.com/news/canada/theyre-not-human-how-19th-century-inuit-coped-with-a-real-life-invasion-of-the-walking-dead

Indigenous groups across the Americas had all encountered Europeans differently. But where other coastal groups such as the Haida or the Mi’kmaq had met white men who were well-fed and well-dressed, the Inuit frequently encountered their future colonizers as small parties on the edge of death.

“I’m sure it terrified people,” said Eber, 91, speaking to the National Post by phone from her Toronto home.

And it’s why, as many as six generations after the events of the Franklin Expedition, Eber was meeting Inuit still raised on stories of the two giant ships that came to the Arctic and discharged columns of death onto the ice.

Inuit nomads had come across streams of men that “didn’t seem to be right.” Maddened by scurvy, botulism or desperation, they were raving in a language the Inuit couldn’t understand. In one case, hunters came across two Franklin Expedition survivors who had been sleeping for days in the hollowed-out corpses of seals.

“They were unrecognizable they were so dirty,” Lena Kingmiatook, a resident of Taloyoak, told Eber.

Mark Tootiak, a stepson of Nicholas Qayutinuaq, related a story to Eber of a group of Inuit who had an early encounter with a small and “hairy” group of Franklin Expedition men evacuating south.

“Later … these Inuit heard that people had seen more white people, a lot more white people, dying,” he said. “They were seen carrying human meat.”

Even Eber’s translator, the late Tommy Anguttitauruq, recounted a goose hunting trip in which he had stumbled upon a Franklin Expedition skeleton still carrying a clay pipe.

By 1850, coves and beaches around King William Island were littered with the disturbing remnants of their advance: Scraps of clothing and camps still littered with their dead occupants. Decades later, researchers would confirm the Inuit accounts of cannibalism when they found bleached human bones with their flesh hacked clean.

“I’ve never in all my life seen any kind of spirit — I’ve heard the sounds they make, but I’ve never seen them with my own eyes,” said the old man who had gone out to investigate the Franklin survivors who had straggled into his camp that day on King William Island.

The figures’ skin was cold but it was not “cold as a fish,” concluded the man. Therefore, he reasoned, they were probably alive.

“They were beings but not Inuit,” he said, according to the account by shaman Nicholas Qayutinuaq.

The figures were too weak to be dangerous, so Inuit women tried to comfort the strangers by inviting them into their igloo.

But close contact only increased their alienness: The men were timid, untalkative and — despite their obvious starvation — they refused to eat.

The men spit out pieces of cooked seal offered to them. They rejected offers of soup. They grabbed jealous hold of their belongings when the Inuit offered to trade.

When the Inuit men returned to the camp from their hunt, they constructed an igloo for the strangers, built them a fire and even outfitted the shelter with three whole seals.

Then, after the white men had gone to sleep, the Inuit quickly packed up their belongings and fled by moonlight.

Whether the pale-skinned visitors were qallunaat or “Indians” — the group determined that staying too long around these “strange people” with iron knives could get them all killed.

“That night they got all their belongings together and took off towards the southwest,” Qayutinuaq told Dorothy Eber.

But the true horror of the encounter wouldn’t be revealed until several months later.

The Inuit had left in such a hurry that they had abandoned several belongings. When a small party went back to the camp to retrieve them, they found an igloo filled with corpses.

The seals were untouched. Instead, the men had eaten each other.

[dont-lick-my-vote]

image source: American Library Association

Today is National Voter Registration Day! This is a great day to get registered to vote, check your voter registration, and start making a plan to ensure you can vote by November 5th, whether that’s through an absentee/mail-in ballot, going to early voting, or showing up to the polls on Election Day.

Check out the resources available at https://nationalvoterregistrationday.org!