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#i did everything i was supposed to today
minewarz · 1 year
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So I've had quite a productive day, did a bunch of cleaning among other things.
But also doing this many things on a day leaves me utterly exhausted at the end. Now it's nearly 1AM, and tomorrow the clock will be set forwards an hour, so I'll lack an extra hour of sleep. If I go sleep now I might get 8 hours of sleep. I'm also plenty exhausted and the day was fulfilling enough.
So WHY is my first instinct STILL to procrastinate on sleeping?
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suntails · 22 days
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toot toot!
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oatbugs · 6 days
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procrastination is starting to have its consequences finally
#on my friends living room floor they love together but one of them has been london for weeks or maybe months#to be with her love. im on a foam mattress from one of their beds next to a glass bottle of water opened by one of them#in a mug given to me by another. the weather felt like my childhood today and it also felt like 2 years ago.#(put space in the heavens Einstein's idea and hes your friend too so nothing to fear) around the table they drank and laughed and i thought#i hope you keep growing so full with the love you receive . i hope your appetite becomes insatiable from how used to it you are#and i know youre all leaving soon but i hope one day you miss this and that youll be happy you miss it#its worth missing i think#i thought he didnt care but he said after exams hes going walk around this area over and over#(this is near where he lived and where we visited almost daily for a year)#(hed come across the bridge on a lake)#we went where she used to live and at the entrance a fox sat calmly. it just yawned and stared.#it felt important somehow. i think maybe their impressions of me will never be close to how i feel inside but i think#i love them enough for that not to matter. i dont think theyll ever know this. i dont think if they did it would change much.#and seeing them smile makes my heart glow anyway. today i tried their malaysian tea the ginger burned my throat#they warmed my heart. hes going to canada soon and hes going to the US soon and shes going everywhere soon ill never understand#how were supposed to live with memories and with seperation and with the past but we do it anyway so i think it doesnt matter much#i wanted to write a poem for the lab rats with the fibre optic wires lit with blue forcing them to turn around and around#something about how im sorry that the two photon arrays burned the inside of your brain. im sorry about the sharp points of multielectrode#arrayes. im sorry about everything we do to you. she asked to see me tomorrow. im trying to have self control but i miss her so awfully#last night my friend talked to me and i updated on everything that happened with love and the lack of it and she just started laughing#and she told me about the same thing from her side. and she told me about how she loved london because she would walk the streets#and she felt like the people were her. and her eyes would go over the people and the bag of bagels and the construction men they probably#have a kid at home maybe shes a daughter. this kid is crying for her mother and the building you just walked past caused#blisters and pain and people died in it and very likely people were born in it. we talked for hours and i felt like#i was holding her hand just like that time she held mine watching a horror film. i love her so much#my friend is a genius and i remember her picking up the charms of my phone and staring at the leaf hanging from them. shes side stepping to#music drinking dangerous cider and cocktails from a movie and chit chatting with billionaires and undergrads#i love her dearly. his head covered in electrodes. she tells me about a syrian guy shes in love with and she says#what you feel and what i feel is like cocaine. ive tried a lot of fucking cocaine.#she says ive reminded her of what living actually feels like and to never put energy into someone who doesnt see me this way.
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*lays on floor*
mmm....... sleepy Foul Legacy snuggles.............. yeah..... <33
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ch1zzie · 5 months
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Some Julie's and idk a little thingy for today
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home from work
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#if I speak…#one of the girls walked out yesterday#the best worker we have is on the verge of blowing up on this bitch’s leaders bc since he can do everything quick and efficiently already#they’re putting 3 to 4 ppl’s workloads on him to see how far they can extend his worth and then they’re over his shoulder the whole time#micromanaging him so today he almost lost it and was literally walking around mumbling about his disrespectful they all are (facts)#and how if they don’t think he’s doing it right then they can do it and I know for a fact one of the ladies heard him#bc he wasn’t even trying to hide it at this point and like this dude is cool he has a lot of patience and helps out any way he can#so if HE’S on the brink of snapping then the rest of us don’t stand a chance LMFAO#anyways today was a fucking mess those leaders know nothing about our store yet so they have us making less than what we need until we need#it so we get behind constantly and they made prep a disaster bc again they think they can just prep a bunch of stuff in the morning#and it’ll last the whole day and yes that works in theory but the reality of the situation is every day is different and today#we sold double what we did yesterday so they had to move me to prep to fix their mistakes bc we were running out of stuff 4 hours in lmfao#and I’m the only one left who knows how to do everything on prep bc the other girls had never done it before#we’re supposed to prep 20 mac n cheese trays in the morning for the whole day#we open lunch at 10:30 tell me why I go into the cooler at 12 put more in the oven and there’s only 5 left#it’s been less than 2 HOURS and you’re already running out of macs which means those idiots prepped barely anything just to try and save mo#*money to cut down waste but that gag if you’re losing money bc now you’re short on everything and customers are leaving bc they’re having#to wait a long time for their food#and macs take 40 minutes to cool LMFAO#I get over there they’re out of parfaits they’re out of fruit cups they’re out of kale salads the front is coming in and having to take#stuff as I make it bc they keep getting orders and it’s all just a fucking mess#I have to make a custom wrap and what happens?? those morons didn’t pull the flatbreads out of the freezer like they’re supposed to every#night so now we have no flatbread and I had to run back there and put them in the warming drawer to defrost and we lost an order bc I had#nothing to make the wraps with <3#I go back there to get more cold chicken SPOILER ALERT they didn’t have anyone make any this morning so now there’s no chicken for the wrap#and salad and it has to be grilled and then chilled for 2 FUCKING HOURS before it can be used#they’re a fucking disaster like 😭#was the store perfect before?? ofc not but it ran quickly and efficiently as it should and now it’s literally just a mess#this bitch hasn’t even owned it for a full week yet and has already fucked it all up#womp womp!!!!!!
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opens-up-4-nobody · 19 days
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#ugh. im so tried. why is crying so exhausting? i havent done anything. this is bullshit#we went from a slow motion breakdown to full on freakout meltdown today#luckily no one was around in the lab this morning bc i couldnt stop crying#so i went to the counseling center and made myself their problem#canceled my committee meeting. which everyone tells me is fine. its all fine#think about going home for a while they say. maybe tell ur dad ur having a bad time thry say#but im so tired. and i dont kno what to do and its all falling apart#i just feel like im brushing up against the limits of what i can do intellectually and its like well where do i go from here?#what do i do with my old data? how do i move my project forward? whats the point of any of this?#why did i put myself in this position? would taking a leave even help? id still have to come back to the same mess#its just so frustrating bc theres no solution ill find satisfying. everything just sucks.#idk what my advisor even told my committee. bc we were supposed to meet tomorrow morning. ugh. it would have been so bad#it also sucks bc im so drained that i can just feel my own weight when im trying to talk to ppl#like u kno when ur being a wet blanket but u dont kno how to fix it. like srry my vibes r wretched. maybe im just stuck like this#i dunno. my dad invited us home for a week in july and also plans to come out to visit me in August. but that seems like a long time away#i dunno what im gonna do. what a disaster#unrelated
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risingsunresistance · 29 days
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had fun with the eclipse today :] my mom took the first one with no filter (i edited the saturation) and i took the second one with a filter (edited to not be green by my filter was green kjhfdg)
this is the only picture i got of the actual eclipse shape that turned out any good :V
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and here's those top pictures with no edits
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couldnt post them earlier bc i was at work lol. i took the first one on my way out, mom took hers while i was gone, and i took the eclipse-shaped one on the clock, someone let me run out with their eclipse glasses kjhfg
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strangerays · 9 months
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THIS JUNE
[wip introduction]
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(originally known as the project Nothing in Particular and Everything)
start date: february 2021
stage: 4th draft
pov: first person, past tense
tags: #nip: inspo, #nothing in particular and everything, #this june, #this june inspo
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Story
Ray's friends are finally back home from college. But in the seaside town where they grew up, everything has changed. Madison is always distracted by work and her controlling parents. She's dating Oliver. Oliver doesn't know what he wants to do with his life anymore, but he knows he can't stay in Point Blink. Lonan has made a new home for himself in the city with his boyfriend, so nobody is quite sure what he plans to do next.
June in Point Blink isn't turning out as perfect as Ray planned.
Judith just moved to Point Blink.
A somewhat disastrous pair, Ray and Judith fall victim to an act of arson on a mysterious landmark in the woods. Whilst the girls uncover the identity of the arsonist on a dusty old camera, they develop a strong bond with one another and a connection to their mental health neither of them had before. However, as Ray gets closer to saving herself, she digs up damaging truths about her closest friends that threaten to tear the five of them - and Point Blink - apart.
Characters
Ray – 20, a somewhat optimistic college student who misses her friends but will do anything to keep them together. spends most of her time in alone her bedroom or in the woods with a camera.
Judith – 19, the energetic new girl in town with an enigmatic background and a savior complex. used to live with her brother but decidedly does not anymore.
Lonan – 20, Ray’s best friend who loves his friends dearly but struggles to put himself and his art first. struggling to live with past decisions while navigating a new relationship.
Madison – 20, hates the idea of college and is very set in her ways, which can be detrimental to her friendships. works at a local coffeehouse.
Oliver – 19, the last person to join the friend group; the first person to leave. known for his boastful grades and sour humor.
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fleshdyke · 6 months
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uh oh.
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alligaytorswamp · 8 months
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spine issues
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meowonhao · 3 months
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ereborne · 4 days
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Song of the Day: May 3
"Life Less Frightening" by Rise Against
#song of the day#'I don't ask for much / truth be told I'd settle / for a life less frightening'#another song that when I sing it alone it doesn't sound much like the original but I do so like to sing it#check me stirring my roux humming 'these lives we live test negative for happiness' sweetly to myself#today was Friday and I'm still trying to decide if I'm satisfied with the amount of work I got done this week#I suppose I'll have to be#I had my weekly report meeting and again the updates my boss asked for in the meeting were not the ones she asked me to prepare#so I split-screened her and delivered the prepared updates as I frantically opened and updated the new request#and then when she finished making politely falsely interested sounds (I'm not bitter I'm not I'm not) she asked again for the new update#and by then I had it ready! saved it as I brought up the share-screen and showed it to her#too frustrated in the moment to be properly proud of myself but now it's hours later and I'm feeling a little smug about it#little back-pats for me#I have something like a project timeline worked out for the idiot project#and I did some good work in the garden (nasturtium growing up the post under the bird feeder. very pleased it took the transplant so well)#and I sooooort of sorted the freezer stuff. kind of. mostly we ate the things I wanted to rearrange but I've got a plan for moving forward#the last non-work thing I'd really wanted to accomplish this week was getting my queue set up again here#I've gone through my drafts and done some prep but as you can see the queue isn't actually running again yet#hopefully I'll do that tomorrow. we'll see how it goes#the queue may have to wait until Sunday because I must confess if I can accomplish only one single solitary thing tomorrow#I would like it to be six hours of uninterrupted sleep. may it please the gods I shall rest tomorrow. blessed weekend#edit: wait wait I'm a fool I'm a fool I just typed 'May 3' and still I am a fool#it's May the Fourth!!#happy star wars day my loves if I don't get the queue up today after all#it's because I'm reshuffling everything because I've got a new influx of SW posts to distribute!!
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takasgf · 9 months
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short 800 word comfort fic for morket (yes that is the title)
morgen is feeling sad and her best friend that is definitely not in love with her comes to cheer her up. there is no plot in this, i just wanted to give writing a try again. be ready for a lot of try-hard descriptions and silly dialogue
Messy piano notes scattered themselves across the spaceship's walls. A tentative of a song. The first few notes were being repeated over and over, by increasingly frustrated fingertips. A loud, unmusical bang, implying that someone had given up and tried to play the damn thing with their entire face ended the performance. The raccoon lifted his eyes from the upcoming invention laying before him and looked in the direction of a certain room. The room from which the music had just stopped playing. He shook his head and stood up from the floor, then he walked towards the room to check on the distressed piano player.
-Ya' alright? he opened the door slightly and only leaned his head inside the room.
The sight of the Zteamer girl laying on the floor face first, next to her keyboard prompted him to actually enter. He sat next to her and comfortingly put his paw on her hair.
-Morgs, are you alive? What's the matter?
As she mumbled indiscernable words and sighed, the raccoon gave the room an in-depth look. His worry was aggravated by the whole mess that it had become. Morgen hadn't left her room for days and her clothes could be found laying anywhere except her closet. A half finished painting of a swallowtail butterly was tucked under her bed, next to a dirty cup that he assumed had paint water in it. He learned his lesson long ago to not drink anything out of cups left in Morgen's room.
-Nooooo… Leave me…Leave me rooot… she complained as she got up with R.ocket's help. She looked at him with shiny eyes and frowned. You should be thankful for all the Morgen-free time. When I'm not bothering you.
-Come on, Spots, this place looks like crap. You look like crap! Make an effort for me, will ya'? Get up.
Morgen seemed to protest but her words were muffled by the floor she was laying on. Before she could react, she felt a pair of tiny arms trying to lift her up.
-It's just…those thoughts again. I've never had this many thoughts when I was on Zteamer. Is there any way to make it stop?
-I'd rather have you bother me than be this miserable. And your playing sucks too, when you're sad. It's driving me crazy. Will you tell me what's on your mind? Please?
Morgen sat on the side of her bed, her head on her knees. Her gaze indicated that she'd want R.ocket to sit beside her and he complied.
-Don't know how to tell you this, Spots; once you start thinkin', you never stop. Kind of like becoming conscious of your surroundings as a kid. I guess for you it came later.
-Sorry, not an option. Unless you scoop your brain out, I suppose.
-The conscience? How do I get rid of it?
R.ocket didn't know if it was appropriate to laugh at her question. It was ridiculous, really, but she was so serious about it.
-My equivalent…
-Yeah, yeah, your equivalent of a brain. Are you plannin' to clean up this equivalent of a mess though? It's starting to look like Q.uill's in here.
-You little brat! she pretended to be upset and bumped his shoulder gently with her fist. I will clean it up. I'm just…too upset right now.
-Will it help if I keep you some company? I haven't seen your dumb little face in days. I really should fix those - he said, pointing to the cracks under her eyes.
-I wouldn't want to distract you from your work.
-Hilarious, I know.
-Too late for that. Come here.
He opened his arms and smiled. Morgen's eyes lit up and she wrapped her own arms around him, laying her head on his shoulder. He awkwardly pat her on the back and ran his paw through her hair, trying to brush it to neatness. She almost never let her hair become that tangled. Seeing that he did not make any progress, he stretched his arm towards a lonely hairbrush and grabbed it. He untied her messy ponytail and patiently brushed Morgen's dark brown curls. She couldnt help but giggle at his affection and care.
-There. Still, you should wash it. Really wouldn't want you to ruin it. It's, uhm, nice.
-I'm not laughing at you, Rocky. I'm…happy. You are a sweetheart.
He ignored her remark and kept brushing her hair. He was no hairstylist, but he was aware of the importance of Morgen's hair to her. His care was obvious. He tied the end of her strands into two uneven braids, with ribbons laying on the nearby nightstand. R.ocket took a step back to look at the final result and noded his head.
-It's whatever. Careful on the whiskers. They're sensitive to idiots.
-Thank you, my dear. You did such a great job.
Morgen placed her hand on his cheek and nuzzled her face into his snout. He backed off for a second, but then reluctantly let her express her thanks for him.
-They're cute.
-Pick up your mess. Ain't those clothes more expensive than the entire ship?
-I love you, R.ocket.
-Me too.
-That's dodging the question…
R.ocket looked into Morgen's starry eyes then back at the floor. He did not want to admit it, but he missed that sparkle.
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sucrose-soymilk · 7 months
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hadn’t really regressed in a While and i didn’t realize how much i missed/dareisay needed it until i had the free time and ability to do so over the last few days and i have to say. i’m feeling a bit better
#imagine that! the coping mechanism… helps!!! wow#Seven’s Small Thoughts#not tagging this as anything else bc this blog is really just a not-so-secret public diary#and im not really trying to gain any sort of following or participate in the community very much#i just wanna talk to the void abt regression every once in a blue moon y’know#i also feel like i don’t really belong in the community much/am not a Good Example of sfw agere since i’m very n/ s/ f/ w everywhere else#which is a double standard that i don’t hold others to but i feel like others will hold it against me??? and i’m just shy anyways#and not looking to interact. just wanna keep all this stuff tucked away in a side-blog#i also feel like a lot of the community likes to blog while actively regressed and i don’t wanna step in there as someone who isn’t#nothing wrong with it! at all! i just don’t have the capacity to since i go nonverbal when i regress. no thoughts head blissfully empty#anyways this wasn’t supposed to be a vent post let’s change the topic!#anywhooo what else did i come on here to say. oh yeah#i lowkey forgot how much regressing has helped me in the past until i was able to really indulge myself in it again recently#it’s so nice to just be small and hand someone else the reins and forget abt everything other than doing something you enjoy#maybe one day i’ll be at a point in my life where i can fully regress more freely and more often but for now i’ll take what i can get#i’m also excited because i’ve been thinking abt ordering a paci from this one specific seller#and yesterday saw that they’re dropping a new batch of fall/halloween themed ones today!!!#so now i’ve gotta make myself stay awake until 6pm so i can jump on it when they’re available#which is a small struggle considering my nocturnal sleep schedule but i will do it nonetheless#that crescent moon patterned one Will Be Mine#trying to decide between buttercup yellow and schoolbus yellow for the clip#i think i’m more drawn to the vibrancy of the schoolbus yellow honestly#eeeeeee i’m excited i’ve been wanting to treat myself to ordering from this shop for a g e s and im finally gonna do it
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nightydraws · 1 year
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... :3
I don't even know where to start about this, but I want to share with you my most developed and I think biggest au =v=
So, it's a rewrite of many people in tpom favourite episode (myself included) => "Return of the revenge of Doctor Blowhole"
It's... oh my, kinda weird to explain without spoiling anything.
In this story Skipper in Shanghai wasn't "left" to die by Blowhole after erasing his memory. He is taken with them and told that he "works" with them, but penguins caused his memory loss.
Penguins don't know what exactly happened to Skipper in Shanghai, so they try to find him for three weeks. BUT SUDENLY, xd, he and Hans shows up and kidnap them :3
I think that's all I can say... for now. Although I'm planning to turn it into a comics named: "Forgotten" ("Zapomnieni" po polsku). It also connects with all of my "human.au" headcanons (so yes, Maryś will be present there... at least at the beginning)
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