#usual ramblings

[bunnylouisegrimes]

Sorry to make such a blog post, but...

If I ever die before my time is up (God forbid), one of the things I hope I awaken to is being in Patrick's bed next to him, in his arms. The city lights twinkle and sparkle back at me, and all I can do is smile as I nuzzle against him and look forward to a less lonely eternity filled with true love, escaping the fake and harsh world together, and spending our lives in matrimony. We'll have our boy-girl twins and let them grow up into beautiful adults. Me and him will rest against each other, knowing we escaped and won against the world. It's just me and him. Nothing else matters. The fake world can rot behind us. We have our own Garden of Eden to tend to and florish.

I can rest and smile, knowing that I am finally home and where I belong.

[etirabys]

beavers have the lifestyle that most children dream of. dig and travel through underwater canals. dam a river and flood the local woodlands. stomp mud into dam to seal. swim to flooded trees and destroy them. live in a secret hideout with a underwater entrance. full ownership over an engineering project

[ramblesamongstardust]

I understand the "I will die for you" ship dynamic, but what about the "I will not let you die, I will not let myself die- we will, at any cost, survive" kind of couple?

[ravenmccookies]

Weird phenomenon I've seen on tumblr

[arr-jim-lad]

i cant even properly explain how it emotionally affects me when my cat comes up to me for cuddles. small creature walks up to me, a giant, in search of a gentle touch, because he trusts me completely. that is what love is. that is what the universe is built for. i want to cry

[goldensunset]

people who go through the main tags of big and tumultuous fandoms looking for new fresh good posts to reblog are essential to any circle. they’re like true hunter gatherers leaving the safety of settlement and braving the unknown wilderness to find food for the flock. they risk their lives every day and will come back with a few scratches at best and severe psychological damage at worst

[elksewer]

WAIT

(btw seeing this is getting popular I got these posts from my-never-ending-nightmare and rodrickheffley )

[demaparbat-hp]

Let there be damage ensued and tabloid news in that kind of love.

[cryptidclaw]

I have realized that when I imagine Firestar I always imagine him as a scrawny little guy as an apprentice and a buff fat man as a leader.

This is beautiful actually... imagine this scrawny thing joining the clan and then growing into a buff fluff ball lmao

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

I think I made some of you guys a little sad with my last post, so you can have some happy aftermath twins before part 2, as a treat ❤️

[bunnylouisegrimes]

Today has actually been a decent day on my mental health. Took a shower first thing this morning, had some Italian Wedding soup and tossted sandwiches afterwards, took a 2-ish hour nap, spent some time studying for the NCLEX, and now we're having some Ramen while taking a break featuring a certain someone who keeps being needy...

Ironically, I don't think Patrick would enjoy Ramen, given it's instant and according to The Official Yuppie Handbook, (which is anyone surprised I've been reading?), it mentions that yuppies never eat anything instant. Given Patrick's elitism and diet alone, it makes sense. But hey, he'll learn to let go and enjoy a bowl every now and then 💖🙃

Hope tomorrow will be a good Friday with a good weekend to match! Praying we'll get Taco Bell and Shamrock Shake McFlurries tomorrow for dinner 🙏🙏🙏

(Dont mind the Squishmallow mountain on my bed, they toppled over lol, and don't mind Dumdrop the Slowpoke getting a peak at Patrick's booty 🤣 😜 😉)

[didyousaykfc]

[etirabys]

new heights of extraversion - was at an airport, saw some guys repairing these friction lines, went up to them and asked questions

the lines turn out to be called 'grip strip' and they are using a 'putty knife' and a 'margin trowel' to apply it. The mixture will dry in 15m. Before it dries they also have to sprinkle sand on top and press in with the knife/trowel.

I was writing this down in a notebook, and they asked me what for, and I told them I'm sick of not knowing the words for things. Sometimes it feels like I don't know the words for anything! I've read so many words without ever mapping them to the physical things they corresponded to.

I'm going through the corridor that's outside of the airport building and leads into the airplane, I don't know what it's called either (edit: just asked the flight attendant, it's called a jet bridge)

There's yellow and black angled striped tape on the sides of the floor of the jet bridge, and I don't know why THAT'S there or what it's called. (edit: kind online people have informed me this is "hazard tape" / "hazard stripes" / "safety tape", and the general class is called "barricade tape".)

[foldingfittedsheets]

I was talking to a coworker recently and offhandedly said I wasn’t exactly competent at a lot of things. He reared back in obvious visceral disagreement that made me stop midsentence.

“What do you mean you’re not competent?”

“I guess I mean compared to the people I’m surrounded by? I’m not very handy, I guess.”

He looked baffled.

I tried to illuminate with a story. So at the sex shop we needed to vacuum every night, right? But one time after my days off I could tell the carpets hadn’t been vacuumed since I last saw them. I asked the other girls why not. It turned out that the screw that held the handle on the vacuum had been stripped and it wouldn’t stay in. Why was that down to a single screw? Bad design.

So any attempt to vacuum meant the handle just popped off when the screw jumped ship. I looked over the vacuum. I found a junk drawer. I found the biggest screw I could that still fit in the hole wrapped it in tape to bulk it out. Then I shoved/screwed it in place. Then I duct taped the opening so that fucker couldn’t pop out. Voila, a working handle.

The other girls were utterly delighted that I’d fixed the vacuum but I was painfully aware that my solution was neither elegant nor long term.

My coworker listened. Finally he said, “I think being competent just means you have the ability to learn a skill you lack, and you can do that. Your solution worked, and you were the one that tried to fix the problem.”

I digested that and agreed, but admitted any new skill learned would prompt me to be a huge baby about it.

[peofun1]

playing MTG with people who have been in the game for like 20 years is so insufferable sometimes

every turn they're like "I play Cock Goblin of Guzzleberg" and everyone else at the table nods and goes "ah yes of course, the Cock Goblin, classic" and doesn't explain.

so I'm like okay. what does that do. and they go "well it has a Guzzler effect" and I'm like okay great what the FUCK is a Guzzler Effect™

and then after like 10 minutes of trying to get them to explain, eventually I figure out that there was a card called Guzzler Greebling that was only printed ONCE in 1998, and its text was "when this creature ETBs, everyone at the table has to suck your dick" and this card got so popular in Standard at the time that now all effects that involve dick-sucking are called "Guzzlers" by the players

[forgettable-au]

END OF CHAPTER ONE

FORGETTABLE-AU (Page 65-72)

* Time to put this puzzle together.

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