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crimeronan · 1 day
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cleaned for 9 hours today, half of which was dedicated Just to a 5x2 foot space beside the bed that has been my Disaster Area for Literal Years. motivation being that i just got back from three weeks at my mom's house, which is VERY well-kept and organized, and that meant i could See Clutter for the first time in ages. i wanted to fix some shit before the ADHD blindness set back in.
accomplishments:
discovered a literal 5 years worth of dust in some corners. oops
found a Scary Biohazard (mold pillow. millow, if u will. it has now been disposed of.)
took out 4 forty-gallon bags of trash
took out 3 forty-gallon bags of recycling
found 8 months worth of one medication
and 4 months worth of another
and 9 months worth of a medication i no longer take and should dispose of
plus so many old steroids
and painkillers
and inhalers
and anti-nausea meds so i could keep down all the meds i used to be on
also found 3 years worth of saved birthday and christmas cards
and 8 books i'd forgotten i had down there
and several sets of gel pens
and 3 beautiful unused journals
and 2 delightful unused coloring books
and all the art of mine that fell off the walls months ago
found houses for everything i don't want Right Next To Me At All Times
reorganized everything on my bedside table
made notes for shelving and containers i need to get tomorrow
did 2 loads of dishes
decluttered the kitchen
fully unpacked from my trip
became less insane.
the apartment is not Clean yet because it is filled with corners and piles that will be their own little four-hour projects. but my bed space is clean for the first time since 2020 and we have clean dishes and all the trash bins are empty so it's now a lot easier to pick up after ourselves.
Nine Hours.
i'm gonna. go take a Very Hot Bath.
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royalarchivist · 5 months
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Quackity: Alright, let's see. Ah, this is- Hey! This is false! [In a heavy accent] Wilbur, if you are seeing this picture, MFer is fake! Is fake! They trying to make me look desperate!
[In Spanish] Why am I saying- I speak English-
[In his normal voice] Wilbur, if you see this picture, don't fcking believe it, it's fake, it's edited. They're tryin' to make me look desperate, I'm not desperate. I'll wait as much as you need me to wait. I'm not desperate at all. This sht is fake.
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charseraph · 5 months
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mayasaura · 6 months
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Little known trivia: Gideon's aviators were originally Pyrrha's. She accidentally left them on the Ninth when she was helping Anastasia paint her house, and never got around to going back for them.
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54625 · 1 month
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new friends
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chimaerakitten · 2 months
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Meanwhile, in the Twitter AU, Granby is standing in the greeting cards aisle realizing they really don't make them for the occasion he needs this one for. So he's forced to improvise:
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(@elexuscal commentary: laurence is genuinely tearing up a little. in the inside a bunch of laurence's friends have signed and there's also a giant paw print on the left part. in like gold ink.)
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serovolk · 4 months
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two guys who are up to no good....
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theoutcastrogue · 19 days
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[From a 2014 article by John Darnielle of the Mountain Goats. He's talking about how a random spam email ended up inspiring a part of his book Wolf in White Van. Later, in 2020, the album Getting Into Knives came out, and I think it inspired its artwork too.]
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"It took years for me to be able to just reflexively delete spam, or filter it so that I never see it at all. I blame the spammers for this; the quality of their work took a sharp nosedive at some point. But during whatever period of the internet’s growth you’d call the early 2000s, it seemed like you’d still get some winners: things that had been typed up by a person, sent out to a bunch of email addresses they’d bought or rented for 5 or 10 bucks from the only guy who was ever going to make any money in this particular exchange. Most of them went directly, if manually, into the trash; but once in a while, there’d be one that seemed to earn, at the very least, the minute it’d take me to read it.
The one I’m remembering here was subject-lined SUPPLY OF KNIVES. [...] The subject line opened on an all-caps email that boasted, in ornate, antiquated English appealing to the reader’s more refined sensibilities, about the high quality of the knives on offer at an external website. You shouldn’t click on links in spam email. I live my life on the razor’s edge! I clicked the link.
I want to tell you about these knives: They were beautiful. They were weird. They had elaborate designs in the handles, moons or stars of wolf heads, and special grips, and a variety of points. They were made from metals whose pedigrees were described lovingly, and had been struck — smithed? wrought? — via processes I knew absolutely nothing about, but that sounded fantastic, difficult, arcane. It’s the joy of specialized language: When you’re an outsider to it, it can’t help but sound cool.
Of course this is the whole idea of any operation like this. SUPPLY OF KNIVES could well have been, and probably was, a company in Ohio who’d stumbled across an old warehouse full of knives, and knew enough about sales to describe these things in the most exotic terms they could find. I’m pretty immune to pitches: Who likes to feel like he’s being pitched? But somebody involved with SUPPLY OF KNIVES had had just enough authorial flair — that, or true faith — to caption each knife’s mysterious, blurry accompanying JPEG with a description whose constant recourse to specialized vocabularies seemed to say, “You’re not even reading this unless you already know about this sort of thing. Let us therefore speak like the fellow travelers we are.”
It was like a trade catalog for roadside bandits in need of knives.
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I can’t speak for everybody, but I know that when I was a child the life of the roadside bandit seemed like a pretty romantic way to go. I looked at all these knives and read the descriptions and was just generally delighted about the whole thing, so I saved the email in a “memorable spam” folder I used to keep that had maybe two other emails in it. A few years later, Apple came out with this robotic-arm-screen iMac you never see any more, and we were long overdue for a new computer so we got that; and then, after a while, I got myself a laptop, because I was traveling all the time, and eventually both the old iMacs ended up in the basement, and they were both asleep but alive until fairly recently, as far as I knew.
But when I went to check for the email, it was gone. The old blue iMac is dead, bricked, lifeless. Searches on the term “supply of knives” on this laptop and on good old robot-arm-screen find nothing. The backup CD for the blue iMac drive is probably in a drawer around here somewhere, but that’s like saying, “The coin I had in my swim trunks’ pocket is probably somewhere in the ocean.” There is no SUPPLY OF KNIVES. There’s only the memory."
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And this is the wonderful cover art of Getting Into Knives. Back cover and promo material below. Note that "Knives International" and "Knives Wordwide" are not real companies, they appear to be a callback to that elusive spam email.
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dougielombax · 2 months
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Yes I do consider it a MASSIVE red flag when someone only ever refers to women as “females”!
That’s nasty, creepy shit!
Incel behaviour!
I can look past it when the Ferengi do it.
But not in real life!
Side Note: TERFs please stay far away from this post. Your bigotry and neurotypical ableism are not wanted here.
Keep that shit in the Tory Party.
Anyways
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PAC.......
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letmebegaytodd · 1 year
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i don't know how to tell you this but we put your boyfriend in the orb.
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rivilu · 9 months
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When Karlach and Wyll approve of things at the same time
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royalarchivist · 5 months
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Fit: Did I steal anything else before I have to go to work? Did I steal anything else from you?
Phil: Just my heart.
Fit:
Phil: Anyway—
Fit: Phil, Phil, Phil, Phil. Calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down. You need to calm down, you- I don't know what they're putting in the— Alright, I'LL SEE YOU LATER PHIL! YEP. I'll see you later! See you later.
Phil: [Cackling] I was like, "What's the thing I can say that would absolutely try and fluster Fit?" [Laughs] That's the first thing that came- [Laughs too much to finish his sentence] Yes. [Fist pumps] Yes. Just testing him. Just testing him. I wanted to see if Pac got brought up in the conversation, I wanted to see if he'd be like, "Hey, I'm- I'm sworn- I'm- I am taken—" I wanted to see if he'd say it, but he didn't. He didn't.That's interesting, Fit. That's interesting. Roommates, right? How far does the rabbit hole go on this one? Just roommates? Just roommates?
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hopecomesbacktolife · 4 months
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I was doing my periodic rewatch of the TiK ToK Star Trek music video (as one does) seen here
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and I saw a comment I hadn’t seen before that I had to share because. omggg
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I lowkey want one of those "live laugh love" type house signs that says "come freely, go safely, and leave something of the happiness you bring" for the entryway of my house someday. I think it'd be hilarious, but it's also lowkey a nice greeting in its own way, if perhaps mildly ominous... What a nice way to set a welcoming vibe! ;)
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hostilemuppet · 3 months
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the final instalment of the wedding dress (probably)
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