#personal anecdote

[manousyren]

My delusion was like this but worse? Somehow I thought everyone would gather in a meeting room to discuss what was going to happen the next day, after I went to sleep. My parents, the neighbors, everyone around me would decide what would happen, which included deaths and births.

I have no idea where it came from and I never told anybody. This post reminded me so much of it!

when I was a kid I thought the weather guy on TV controlled the weather and he was just telling us what he was gonna do for the next few days. when he said "30% chance of rain Thursday" I thought he was just guessing how likely it was he'd wake up in a rain mood that morning

[transformers0]

Voice Facade

A headcanon I had to explain Lor's voice changing over the course of the show is that the rough-and-tumble voice she started out with was her intentionally putting on a lower vocal tone to sound intentionally more rough and tough.

As Lor became more sensitive, more considerate, and more in touch with her feminine side over the course of the show, she gradually stopped lowering her voice and the lighter, higher tone that she has in later episodes is actually her natural voice.

And yes, when I have the time, I do wanna write at least one fanfic exploring this idea.

This headcanon of mine was based off of me doing the exact same thing when I was a preteen. Though since I'm male, me putting on a voice facade was due to me wanting to sound more like a man, since I was one of the last among my friends for my voice to drop.

I wasn't the last one though, so yay to that.

Though if I could go back and give advice to my younger self, I'd tell him not to be so insecure and superficial about his vocal chords.

You're only young once.

[methamphetatitties]

I have a coworker who is a trump supporter. Not diehard or anything but she voted for him nonetheless. Yesterday she was having a conversation with someone else I know (let's call him Deshawn for the sake of coherence) about Trump and Deshawn does not like him one bit. I didn't catch the whole conversation because I was busy but my coworker said "yeah my mom came from Mexico but she came here the right way." Deshawn and I just looked at each other like "well I'm not gonna be the one to tell her."

Trump wants to deport your mom sweetie.

Like, she either is completely out of the loop about Trump wanting to deport naturalized citizens or she thinks "surely leopards won't eat MY face."

[1ightningsvibecorner]

One episode of Gravity Falls I don’t see a lot of conversation about is The Hand That Rocks The Mabel. Imma talk about it a bit because I love it, especially now that I’ve had a sorta similar situation.

This episode showcases EXACTLY how it feels when you have a friend and/or partner that is really passionately into you, but you only see them as a friend. Mabel likes being friends with Gideon at first, he’s interested in some of the same things as her and he’s silly.

But Gideon starts to creep her out. He thinks the relationship is going to be built on romantic chemistry, while Mabel thinks she’s making a new friend. He ends up roping her into a romantic relationship she doesn’t want to be in.

Mabel really likes hanging out with Gideon at first, but she doesn’t want to date him. She becomes trapped in this relationship because it makes the people around her happy, but it makes her miserable, and she doesn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings. She can’t figure out how to break up with him because she knows she wants to, but she can’t bring herself to hurt anyone’s feelings.

Dipper is honestly an amazing brother for offering to break up for her. Gideon going psycho also gave her the opportunity to make a clean break up because there was not just discomfort, but he had also tried to kill her brother over it.

I relate to Mabel in this episode so much, because I had a similar relationship with my first (ex)boyfriend (I’m ace and he was nooooooot lol). I think it’s great that this type of thing was represented in Gravity Falls and I think it’s a really important message.

Just because someone likes you a certain way, doesn’t mean you’re obligated to like them that way too. If someone you enjoy the company of is creeping you out with the way they treat you, set your boundaries. Your safety and mental health is more important than someone’s romantic interest in you.

[nastasya--filippovna]

Hiii mutal!!!! I love seeing your doctor who reposts and I wanted to ask you how did you get into doctor who/who’s your favorite doctor?

Heyoooooo!!!! Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!

Oh My Gallifrey! This is my favorite anecdote to tell (well this one and how I got into Good Omens).

I remember it SO vividly. And it's a funny story so I hope you won't mind if I deep dive down memory lane! ;P It was April 2007. I was three years old. We were going to our aunt's house. Well there were two aunts. So we stop at Aunt A's house first to drop off something my mum had cooked and this cousin of mine is watching a movie ''bout a kid who can communicate with aliens and I asked "HOW?!" and he explained it was bcs a ufo crashed into his parent's car when his mum was pregnant with him... and I was so bewildered because I thought storks delivered babies.... oops. So that was the day I found out about childbirth (I mean just the bit about the birth not what happens before *nervous laughter*)

AND THEN we went to our other aunt's house where we were going to spend the weekend (right on time it's like the universe was calling) and her son is watching nothing other than DOCTOR WHO!

It was a Martha episode I remember but unfortunately I don't remember which but I am safely willing to bet on The Shakespeare Code. SO yeah Martha was my first companion. And I was absolutely mesmerized. And over the weekend we binged all of the previous episodes (well most of them anyway) and I remember crying over Doomsday so hard that everyone came round to make me shut up (it's not just a show mom!).

Well back then 10 was my favorite Doctor. And after 10 regenerated I kinda didn't want to continue... I lost the taste for it... at the time it was hard to heal so quickly from losing a character you've loved for such a long time, esp when you're a child and you feel that those stories are more real than reality and you believe in other worlds and magic blue boxes.

But recently when I came back to the show, I realized that I have fallen in love first with 11, then 12, then 13, 14 AND now rn, my favorite Doctor is 15... so it's safe to say (I know it sounds weird but) that I love ALL the Doctors.

[nexilu]

You know how I started to watch Supernatural ? It was last summer, I saw a few tiktok and some gacha youtube videos about it and all I knew is that it was about two guys dealing with supernatural stuffs. I found it interesting and told myself I should take a closer look to it one day. Until I found out that the two guys were brothers and god knows that my favorite trope of all since forever is family, especially siblings (plus it was about them hunting supernatural stuff and i’ve been super interest in all the ghost & monsters stories since I’m a little kid) and from then on, I knew that this show was made for me. I did a few research, watched youtube compilations of Dean being protective of Sam and found out that it was on Prime Video that we just got a few weeks ago.

I ran to the TV to watch it and I was on 1x03 when my dad came into the room, took a look at the TV and said « Oh, I know this show, I watched it » I didn’t believed him and said « Really ?? » and he said « Yeah, the…what’s their name again ? The Winchester brothers.» I was shoked, I never though that my dad would have known about the show. And then, he started to spoil me everything !

Later, I discovered that he started to watch the show when it first came out in 2005 the year that my older sibling, the eldest of the family was born. I’m pretty sure he never finished the show but when he spoiled me, he told me about Dean sacrifying himself to save Sam and Sam becoming the devil. Which means that my dad was watching my current hyperfixation before I was born and when I was a baby and I never knew about it ???

[cimness]

On the one hand, curses aren't real; but on the other, the yarn is obviously cursed

Once upon a time I made a sweater for my BIL and had so many accidents and fuckups that each stitch of the sweater was knitted at least two times, some of them three. As a result, I referred to this sweater afterwards as the Cursed Sweater.

But I didn't know what I was talking about.

The purple yarn that is the subject of this post is the TRUE cursed yarn/sweater(s).

A brief summary of the mishaps that have occurred with this cursed yarn:

Shortly after I started Sweater 1 (Fickle Heart by Justyna Lorkowska, a very well-written pattern), summer 2019: my MIL died while the house we were buying with her was half renovated, and then a pipe exploded, flooding our basement and destroying our hot water heater, and then the septic tank under the garage overflowed, flooding the garage with sewage. In the confusion, the knitting got lost.

Spring 2020: I found the knitting and finished most of the body before I discovred I'd made a small error near the center of the back lace panel which could not be fixed without unraveling about 50% of the body and reknitting.

Spring 2020: I ordered a zipper for the project and it got lost in the mail. I ordered a replacement zipper, which arrived.

Fall 2020: Put the knitting aside when MIL's estate cleared probate and we had to try to finish renovating and moving to a short deadline. We ended up moving all our stuff from one half of the duplex to the other in about two days and in the process lost my favorite sweater, a bunch of MIL's kitchen stuff, the living room door (don't ask) and the (SECOND) zipper for this project.

Fall 2021: I gave up on ever finding the zipper and ordered a THIRD zipper. I blocked the sweater and discovered a moth had eaten a tiny hole in the center of the back lace panel while it was in a drawer waiting for the zipper and it started unraveling right away, meaning it would have had to be at least 70% redone to fix. I tried it on and it was also too tight, while the holes in the lace were too big and let in a bunch of cold air.

Fall 2021: @waxjism frogged the sweater for me (unraveled it) and I chose a different hoodie pattern without any lace (Zingiber by Susanna Winter, also a great pattern) and started Sweater 2. I knitted about half, then succumbed to Pandemic Anxiety/Depression.

November 2022: I redesigned the hood about five times before finding out that I didn't have enough yarn to finish unless I wanted to use the yarn from the pockets and have a sweater without pockets. Frogged the hood.

I tried it on to place the zipper and discovered the zipper wouldn't work anyway because the fit was too tight over the hips. Ordered toggle buttons instead. Used the yarn from the hood to finish the front edge.

Wore it for a few weeks before giving up. The toggles didn't work right, the fit still wasn't right over the hips, and my neck finishing looked dumb.

April 2023: Bought a third patttern (Lenu by Ankestrick), a saddle-shoulder pullover (less yarn than a hoodie, and I had lost some to moths. Also every time you frog a sweater you lose a bit of the yarn). Started Sweater 3. I only knitted a few inches of it before having doubts and weighing the yarn to estimate how much I had left and discovering there wasn't enough to finish it.

November 2024: Weighed the yarn to estimate yardage again and determined there wasn't enough for a sweater with sleeves, so I picked a sweater vest pattern that I liked (Beneath Waves by Johanna Kunin). I was pretty excited because I'd never knitted bobbles before. I finished the sweater last night and wove in all the loose ends BEFORE holding it up and noticing for the FIRST TIME that the back of the armholes looked funny, almost like a racerback. I examined it and realized I had accidentally left out one whole horizontal repeat of the lace pattern on the back. There are four on the front and three on the back. And I had knitted the ENTIRE VEST without noticing!!

As @waxjism said, it will be safer to get the entire sweater out of the house. (Burning would be ideal but wool doesn't burn easily and it probably wouldn't burn up in our woodstove.) Wool does compost, though, so we might do that.

Although I protested that curses are not real, I eventually agreed that even if the curse is actually my subconscious mind sabotaging me it still has devastating effects, and it would be better not to risk it destroying another sweater.

In fact, I have two balls of it leftover, but I'm not sure I dare use them in a stashbusting project in case they ruin it.

The yarn (Svarta Fåret Ulrika in Lila Melange) was purchased originally for its exact color match to a cheap cotton pullover hoodie from H&M (2008ish?) that I loved passionately and wore to pieces, and I really still have my heart set on it being a hoodie anyway. I'll start over with new yarn.

"RIP to a real one (was it real?)" - @waxjism

[bistec-37]

Being a creative person is so weird sometimes because I met up with my cousin recently and we were talking about The Tortured Poets Department and we were discussing the song Fresh Out the Slammer and I said something like this

“It gives me post-western vibes. Like the Bonnie and Clyde Smoky and the Bandit energy. That type of movie in the late 60s early 70s where it still has the themes of a western but modernized with more of an edge. I can totally picture driving in a long ass car in the desert with smoky yellow camera”

“…what? What are you talking about are you ok? Like I genuinely don’t understand you sometimes ”

And I have no idea why but that just hit me and that’s the closest I’ve gotten to being the “weird kid” since middle school.

[ambonexus]

Told my friend that I had a headache and no access to pain medication. He suggested I take a warm shower, and I did.

Not only do I feel better physically, I also feel so much better mentally and energetically. I feel the best I've felt in a while, like a weight's been lifted off my mind. I can breathe deeply and feel good about it.

If you're feeling depressed, please try taking a shower or a bath. Maybe try playing some music too. It might not fix your problems, but it's a good chance to reset from any monotonous cycles, practice some self care, and come back with a refreshed perspective.

[ultimatesoupdemon]

how’s this for an announcement

[eldritchfrenchmushroom]

There was one time I got hacked while playing Bloodborne and the guy seemed as confused as me when he took control of my character, he even tried to play for a bit while I tried to take back control of my PS4 I could only communicate with him two seconds each times with emotes before he would take control of my character again..

Never knew who he was but either I succeeded to take back my account or he raged quitted because he kept getting killed by yharnamites after walking in the starting area haha

[manousyren]

I hope Alex Hirsch is doing okay now, but every time I think about the Book of Bill I laugh inside.

In April there was a playgrounds event (The Art Department) where artists come together to explain their craft or show their work and stuff, really cool and we got free tickets cause I go to an art school 5 minutes away.

My friends in a different class are going too, and especially to a talk from the man Alex Hirsch! We were super excited because we live in the Netherlands and I certainly never expected to meet him.

Alex Hirsch, someone we looked up to so much, was gonna be in Eindhoven! Crazy!

And then he wasn't, not because he didn't want to! But he spend sooo long signing The Book of Bill that he dislocated a disk in his spine. Like damn.

We still had a really great, engaging and inspiring video call and we even got so see a few spoilers for the book, but the fact that that book crippled him, even for a little while, is kinda insane, like Bill really had it out for him.

Here are a few pictures :)

By the way, he didn't talk about the Book of Bill only, it was a very inspiring story about his journey while producing Gravity Falls. I'm so glad I was there.

[quackityquackquackquack]

I have read Homestuck. My sister has also read Homestuck. We both know this about each other, and we both take psychic damage anytime Homestuck is mentioned.

Every once in a while, in casual conversation between the two of us, a clear opportunity to drop a Homestuck reference will rear its ugly head, and suddenly the tension in the room will raise from 0 to 100, as we try to continue our normal conversation while both dreading that either one of us could invoke cursed knowledge at any moment.

It is as if we are two dangerous criminals with a complicated history of ups and downs together sitting at a table with a gun between us, both knowing that at any moment, one of us could take the gun and shoot the other, but instead of dangerous criminals, we're socially awkward nerds with autism, and instead of a gun, it's Gamzee Makara.

[slugshop]

i was sitting under a shady tree today with like eight million pigeons swarming me, feeding them bird seed out of a bag the size of my actual torso

i was terribly self conscious about this ginormous monstrosity of bird food, but the darn thing was the smallest size they had and i really really love feeding wild pigeons

while i was busy worrying, a woman and three adorable little kids walked near me with a few pieces of bread since the memorial park is pretty popular for its birds

i know how much kids adore pigeons and i love fostering that adoration for nature, so i got up and dusted my pants off with a friendly wave and a sincere promise to stop hogging the birds

it made them laugh, as i had meant it to, and their smiles were terribly infectious. it would have been impossible not to notice the kids eyeing that ridiculous little bag of bird seed in my arm with the same sparkling eyes my little brothers always have when they want something very badly

so of course, with their guardian’s permission, i told them i had more than enough to share and held the bag their way

it felt really really nice, for a moment i was one of those kind strangers from kids books that makes a good difference in one of those soft ways that costs nothing but makes the world glow

i think there’s kind of something poetic in that?

the whole time i felt so silly and embarrassed that i brought so much to go alone, but it ended up being such a lovely day

i’m really glad i did, i hope we all manage to bring a little too much and find each other in those abstract ways that make us kind strangers to each other

[lazodiac]

Situations that have happened to me, that remind me that magic is real and true; being the go-between for two busy programmers trying to troubleshoot things, saying words that do not make sense to me but to the other two people involved makes them go "aah, okay".

I feel like a messenger-girl giving missives to two powerful wizards discussing arcane arts that I can't even begin to fathom.

[xeo-kunsatan]

Me:

*posts a whole thread about the process of a painting and why it was symbolic and a gift for my Dad, all in Spanish*

This dud:

Like dud pick up the Google translator and read its not that complicated lol

This was the painting they're talking about uxu