#snailtalk

[mr-snailman]

I will be honest until like three weeks ago I thought CSNY was a k-pop band and not. crosby stills nash & young, who I did know existed and just thought was a totally separate thing

[thesnail-islazy]

Gonna spam in a second <3

I got a lot of art 😼

[snailroyal]

who else has that feral urge to eat something after brushing your teeth

[snailmonarch]

oh thank god

[fivekun]

Gee..,Golly,,I sure do hope that in 2017 i will finally,, be able to,,,do stuff

[mr-snailman]

freddy fighting multiple senators like he thinks he's julius caesar

[mr-snailman]

so I was watching heat again last night and something that always gets me is Don Breedan. cause his story is a footnote in the grand mccauley-hanna epic, something that plays out in a few stolen scenes, but it does matter. the shot of his girlfriend in the bar learning about his death from the five o'clock news is kinda blink-and-you-miss-it but it is there. Don Breedan who got out of prison and found a job, who was trying to start a new life, whose girlfriend was proud of him. whose new boss takes advantage of his status under the criminal justice system to steal his wages and treat him as less than human. Don Breedan who is trying so hard to make it work even as the disrespect crushes his dignity-- and then Neil McCauley walks back into his life, and offers him a job. Neil comes to him with respect, talks to him like a man, and the choice is obvious, but it's equally obvious to the audience that Don really doesn't have a choice. and then he dies, gunned down in an explosive shootout in the streets of LA, a crossfire casualty in a battle he never really had a stake in. but Mann doesn't forget him, and neither have I.

[mr-snailman]

finally started reading the raven cycle after hearing abt it for years… im about halfway thru the second book now and it occurs to me that gansey has frankly ridiculous amounts of weird quasi-romantic tension with pretty much everybody (which to be clear is not a complaint I’m having a great time I love how much they all care about each other even if they have a hard time showing it)

[mr-snailman]

fuck yeah 34 saves and 0 goals allowed sway you’ve earned your flowers tonight

[mr-snailman]

whoa I was looking through tubi for anything with mark webber was in and they have a movie directed by the guy who made my fav film ever??? the one that doesn’t seem to exist outside of a few scattered imdb facts and the tape in my basement???? the one my ma worked on twenty years ago????! it’s not the same movie but it is denis henry hennelly which is. wow. incidentally mark webber is in it so. huh. guess I know what I’m doing tonight

[mr-snailman]

well. things are pretty bad, guys. they tell me all we can do now is help him go peacefully. I feel like I got the roof dropped on me but I’m going home tonight to take care of my sister while all this is going on.

[mr-snailman]

fuck I didn’t realize how much I missed my guys

[mr-snailman]

hmmm I do like the idea of bartleby + loki eventually being able to regrow their wings, both because angels with amphibian regeneration abilities is funny and because redemption as opposed to damnation is an important concept to me faith-wise… but the thing is. the thing is they’re never gonna be like they used to be. maybe they’re not snowy white anymore, maybe they’re dappled and streaked like bird wings (because that would be so fun to draw lmao) because you can heal but you can never go back. and that’s okay. just because you’re scarred doesn’t mean you’re broken. maybe your wingspan is wider now because you’re not seeing the world in black and white. and it’s going to hurt. because it is what it is: bone tearing through skin and scar tissue. because this sort of thing always hurts like hell. it burns and it bleeds and it aches because that’s what healing feels like.

but uh at least they have each other to rub tiger balm into those hard to reach spots?

[mr-snailman]

watching ferris bueller with my family <3

[mr-snailman]

I keep telling myself that it’s never too late. I can’t play guitar right now, but I can learn. I can’t embroider anything more complicated than a blanket stitch but I can learn. I’ve never sewn a shirt from scratch or knitted a scarf or successfully patched a pair of jeans but I can learn. There is time. My life’s not over, it’s just beginning— and it’s okay to just focus on learning a few things right now (like quantum physics and Finnish) and save the rest for later. There is time.

[mr-snailman]

fuck think I left some clothes at the gym… it’s not a big deal but it’s one thing after another all the fucking time and I’m trying so hard to hold on to happiness but it’s not rlly working and I have sooooo much shit to do and you know I don’t really like being that friend who’s always falling apart. but I got nobody else to tell and if I shut up I’ll go insane for real. seven am shift tomorrow BUT that means I get some time to just do hw at the desk and office hrs Friday morning so I can figure out what the fuck is going on w my postlab AND I got five chapters of reading done for tomorrow AND I finally called a psychiatrist and got on the waiting list and I’m NOT hopeless and I’m NOT stupid and I’m NOT gonna kill myself. it’s just. hard, sometimes, to remember all that and not all the other stuff.