Pinned
btw I've found these stretches from the WAK blog very helpful when knitting a lot:
Plus make sure to take breaks regularly - and stop if anything starts to hurt!
especially with gift knitting I know it can be tempting to push through it for a deadline, but it's really not worth causing long term injury. (And anyone knit-worthy should be understanding of that, imho.) Stay well :)
YOU KNOW WHAT DAY IT IS
My local mayor posted this and I'm mesmerised. Every time I look at it I spot a new problem. It's like a rorschach test.
Not only did the AI fail to make a functioning UK map despite TONS of accurate maps available, but then a team of people actually thought "that looks about right, that's probably the North, it's got at least one Hull that'll do" and posted it.
York ⁽Yᵒʳᵏ⁾
No you know, it’s easy to hate, but I want this team to tackle another section of rail next. Let’s give them their heads
this is the audio version of this picture
this person can cast technomancy spells without moving a muscle
dexterity: 80
strength: 10
intellect: 100
charisma: 0
he can’t unsheath his eyes because direct eye contact would kill a person
jhsakjdfs I love this post so much that I had to draw this guy
I saw this song paired with this image on 4chan once and I couldn’t stop laughing about it that afternoon
OHHHHH MY FUCKING GOD JESUS FUCKIN G CHRIST
Your art isn't good, learn proper anatomy and stop drawing with your dick.
how to not feel like someone is going to shoot me with a gun every time I open my work email
🐌✨️ get snailed! 🐌✨️
how to not sneel like snomeone is snoing to snoot me with a snun every snime I snopen my snork esnail
gonna be so brave tomorrow when I snopen my snork esnail 🥲
yes... ha ha ha... yes!
I usually try to be tolerant of anachronisms in books, particularly ye olde medieval generic swords and sorcery type books, but I think I broke the sound barrier with how quickly I just shot out of my immersion in this book when ye olde ancient archivist in the ye olde fantasy-england castle's library tells the protag where to find a certain book by giving him its dewey decimal number.
Today in an arthurian retelling set in pre-saxon britain I encountered a character who said he was going to quit drinking "cold turkey," which I think puts him roughly a thousand years prior to European awareness of the existence of turkeys, and the dissonance had barely registered in my mind before I remembered the medieval lending library run on the dewey decimal system and decided a chronologically misplaced poultry idiom wasn't worth noticing in comparison.
we need more pathetic female characters written by authors who don't hate women
to be clear since this is making the rounds: she has to be an absolute loser in no way that can be pinned on her gender. no "i'm just a girl tee-hee" stuff. straight up just a loser (nondenominational)
addendum: she must be the most important person in the whole narrative
I decided to sit down and concentrate and properly write the list of rules that qualify a character for this role.
one of the reasons i love the murderbot diaries is how it doesnt flinch in trying to grapple with some of the Big Questions, such as "why is it that Humanity™ is the goal to strive towards for artificial intelligence if it wants to be acknowledged as a person?" and "What does it look like when someone is both undeniably a person but also unapologetically nonhuman?" and "what if the magic school bus had a gun"
The magic schoolbus does not have a gun, how dare you. The magic schoolbus has very nice peaceful planetary research probes. With which it will carpet bomb your entire civilization if its best friend is not returned immediately and reasonably intact. (It would probably like "fully intact" but on the other hand, it knows Murderbot.) The magic schoolbus would consider a mere gun as a criminal level of underkill when it comes to protecting its students.
Wound up talking about Soul Music to my partner recently, and I described it as a story about grief and memory; Susan is grappling with the question of whether or not her grandfather (who is Capital-D Death, as it turns out) was responsible for her parents’ deaths, and winds up being dragged into her grandfather’s work because he’s too busy trying to get blind drunk and forget about what he’s done. Because despite himself, despite the fact he swears he can give up emotion whenever he wants, he’s fucking aching in sorrow and guilt for having to do what he did, because he had to do it, because they chose to live a mortal life.
And then I paused and said, “And the main plot is that a welsh guy invents rock and roll,” and I think that’s the discworld experience summed up
my corner store guy is a 50 year old man who's my best friend in the world and recently he was like "you're too pretty to be single I have some nephews you should meet. very handsome!" and I was like "a niece might be more up my alley" and he just got more excited and said "ah even better! I was overselling my nephews but my nieces are very beautiful"
OP the tags!!
My abortion was really one the most hated kind of abortion. I wasn't underage. I wasn't raped. I wasn't in medical need.
I got pregnant not through some fluke or 1 in a 100 contraceptive failure. I got pregnant because I was knowingly and willfully having unprotected sex. Out of wedlock too if that matters.
It was my own fault, I was being irresponsible because I knew I could always get an abortion if I got pregnant. My abortion was as close as it comes to 'using abortion as a contraceptive' as anti-choicers love to say.
I didn't abort it because my health was in danger or because I didn't have the ability to care for it or whatever else. I did it purely because I didn't want a child. I wanted sex and I didn't want to deal with any consequences from it.
There's no moral here. I don't feel bad about it whatsoever. I suffered no karmic consequences or punishment from god. My life is amazing. I want to rub this in the face of every conservative and anti-choicer. I did the terrible thing. I had an abortion for the most selfish of reasons and literally nothing happened. Suck it.
