#laundry woes

[kinodraws]

i wish there was like SOME kind of solution for how much i absolutely loathe putting laundry away in any kind of organized fashion. ive tried chest of drawers & folding. ive tried ikea closet cubbies & folding. ive tried hanging shoe racks & folding. ive tried clothes hangers! ive tried more tactile-friendly clothes hangers! ive tried just shoving it all into a pile in a corner of my room (makes me depressed) and nothing makes this task less of a sensory/executive dysfunction nightmare for me.

not to randomly dump on a bunch of people who only follow me for my tattoos/art but my GOD i hate this task to the point where id rather have my teeth extracted by mule kick than try to fucking put laundry away

it is just such a sisyphean task and it makes me feel hopeless & like i wanna cry.

#laundry woes #i hate this #am i autistic who the fuck knows #there are some things that make me think i might be #but then i remember adhd and autism are comorbid in afab ppl #and i am an afab ppl #groans dramatically #i want an alternate universe where clothing goes so i never have to look at it #hisses at my clothing rack

[yahoo201027]

Day in Fandom History: September 2…

After nearly recovering from a broken heart, Mordecai embarks on a road trip to Margaret’s college to return her sweater, taking an objective Rigby along, who wishes for Mordecai to move on, but a hallucination of Margaret gets the better of him. The First Episode of Season 5, “Laundry Woes”, premiered on this day, 10 Years Ago.

#Day in Fandom History #10 Years Ago #Regular Show #Season 5 #Episode 1 #Laundry Woes #Cartoon #Animation

[tigris-types]

So I share a washer and dryer with my neighbors, and they were pulling stuff out of the washer when I got there. So I waited, they put their stuff in the dryer and I put my stuff in the washer. The wash and dry cycles are bout the same, so my laundry is done and I check the dryer. It says "open door", which usually means it needs to be opened and it's full of clothes.

And I didn't want to check if it it actually was full because I was trying to respect my neighbors privacy right? So I waited a full 30 minutes, and then I knocked on their door, AND APPARENTLY THEY ALREADY TOOK THEIR LAUNDRY OUT!!!! (But it was before the cycle ended, so the text on the door didnt update) So I wish them a nice evening amd go to move my laundry, but like, NOW ITS PAST MY BEDTIME AND I STILL NEED TO PUT MY LAUNDRY AWAY!!!!

AND IF I HAD KNOWN EARLIER, THAT WAIT OF 30 MINUTES COULD HAVE BEEN 2/3 DONE WITH THE CYLE!!!!! I COULD HAVE GONE TO BED ALREADY!!!!!

Anyways. I just had to rant about that...

#personal #laundry woes #rant

[doppel-dean-er]

fuck shit would be so much better if I didn't have all this goddamn flesh

#this isn't sad this is just exasperated #like man. why me #but not a woe is me kind of why me #more of an I have to get up in the morning but I have to stay up an extra hour to turn over my laundry kind of why me

[cozylittleartblog]

Would Tanisha consider Val family since she basically knew him her entire life? Or are they just like acquaintances through her grandfather?

sometimes she refers to him as "uncle val" :'^) it's said sarcastically, especially when he tries to give her any sort of advice or lecture, but nisha does mean it some. he's a long-time customer and has earned his title as a family friend, it's hard not to feel a bit of a bond with somebody you see and talk to so frequently!

#ask #anonymous #anon #static sky #val #tanisha davis #i am really slow abt answering the oc asks but listen. anon. nonnie. i love u sm for asking about them #im thinking about stuff to answer with while i like. make sandwiches and do laundry #lov them #i appreciate your interest #mwah #doodles #art #there's mutual trust and respect between val and davis (her grandfather) and they do some work for each other #he's old he's got some cybernetic parts and val works with him to make sure it's all working right #he understands the technology half of it but he's not so good with the biology part #and obvs he takes care of all val's mechanical needs #i need to draw nisha in some cute clothes i forgot she actually dresses super cute when shes not at work #and her dreads can change color so she can coordinate them to her outfits #... i need to draw my ocs more in general honestly but woe i just follow my work and my adhd around blindly

[whumpacabra]

33. Listeners

Missing persons, implied past torture and captivity, referenced blood, animal death [dog], and gore, military mention

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‘Road closure ahead’ my ass, Jennings thought glancing between the detour sign and the stretch of open highway ahead of them. They slowed their van, rolling to a stop on the shoulder.

It wasn’t like there was any traffic to worry about out here.

Harrison wasn’t picking up from the number Katie gave them. The area code only had three possible towns: Duck Creek, Cedar Hills, or Ashford.

They visited Ashford first, it being the west most town on their list. Military families of a nearby installation - Jennings honestly assumed that’s where Harrison would be. But if the locals knew of a dark eyed revenant Marine, they weren’t giving Jennings any clues.

They were trying to keep a low profile and stopping in town for more than a meal and some gas would raise some eyebrows, so they headed to the next destination:

Cedar Hills.

But the road was out for construction, so they followed a detour that deposited them to the last stop on their list.

Duck Creek was a bust as far as finding Harrison. It was a Shoshone community, so Jennings felt comfortable probing a bit more about any strangers in the area, but all had been quiet the last few days. Save for a few more helos in the distance, which they had been keeping an eye on since their little patch of land was a no fly zone for the US military. The folk they talked to did promise to keep an eye out, and give Jennings contact information if the reporter happened to need a hand.

And that left Cedar Hills, and it was looking like Jennings had found their target.

Not only was the eastward road to Cedar Hills out, but so was the westbound road. Jennings shoved down their self flagellating curses for skipping the town in their rush to rule out the others. They had a job to do. They clicked on the radio, listening to the long haul truckers crackle into range.

—

Somewhere in a familiar bunker, gloved hands were rifling through the ash of burned files and the shredded wires of gutted computers. For all their rush, it seemed they were too late.

“Are ye havin’ better luck down there than I’m havin’ up here?” The voice that crackled through the radio was a bit too pitchy, thick Irish accent catching on the static. “Medical ward’s a bloody massacre. Jesus - just shot ‘em in their fuckin’ beds.” The harsh breathy voice that followed was only slightly annoyed, fond but focused.

“Stay on target Specter-4. We’ll leave them to the clean up crew. Just take samples, pictures, and move on.”

“Nothing down here.” Agent Walker sighed into her radio, glancing to where her hired help had disappeared into the hallway. “Nothing we can use, anyway.”

There was a short whine, drawing Walker’s attention. A sharp whistle pierced the cold air, the freelancer signaling their dog to stay put in the hallway. Walker could tell why as she followed Specter-3 through the last door.

The air of the holding cells was tainted with decay, rot thick where her flashlight illuminated coagulated blood and drying viscera. Her lips curled in disgust, making out the mangled corpses of both a dog and a man - half mummified from the lack of flies or worms to help them rot.

At the very least they would have DNA to work with.

“Spec-3, give me a swab kit - Spec?” Walker was still getting used to her new coworker’s quirks. Specter-3’s silent focus was as frustrating as it was insightful, or so the Ghost had insisted. “What is it?”

They glanced back at her, brow furrowed. Something in her chest curled at their young face, frustrated she couldn’t convince the Ghost to bring older associates. He trusted these two Specters more than he trusted anyone else in the business, so Walker had let it slide.

But that didn’t mean she trusted them as much.

Specter-3 shined their flashlight into the open cell at the end of the hall, rough hewn stone stained with blood. Still fresh, at least compared to the long dried gore elsewhere in the holding cells.

“How recent?” Walker asked, hovering over Specter-3’s shoulder. Her eyes were drawn to the footprints she could now separate from the dirty and old blood on the floor, starkly leading from the cell to the main hallway.

“A day or two.” Their voice was husky, rough from disuse but soft as they used a sterile piece of gauze to soak up the blood where it was still wet. Too much blood for one person.

“We have fresh blood down here. Looks like they left before this place went dark.” Walker’s radio hummed, a few seconds passing before another voice crackled through.

“Left or taken?” Ghost’s voice rumbled through the static, tone musing with morbid curiosity as Specter-3 stalked back to the hallway. Their dog’s tail began to wag as they held out the blood soaked gauze.

“We’ll know when we track them down.”

—

“How long do we have?” The director’s voice brought a hush over the room, the shouts and accusations of blame silenced by the reminder that they were all on borrowed time.

Unless someone caught the missing asset, of course.

“A few days at most. I’ve locked own the town as best we can. Stationed what PMCs we can spare to keep watch on the perimeter.” The grizzled security officer looked haggard, anger and annoyance in equal measure. “We can’t keep this up forever and we can’t go in guns blazing - ”

“Why not?” The director scoffed, taking a sip from his coffee. Everyone knew he spiked it just to get through this meeting. And no one was going to outright defy him.

“There’s civilians - ”

“And that’s stopped you before?” The security officer shrank under the director’s knowing stare, grumbling about duty and other meaningless platitudes. “Cedar Hills is a speck on the map. A dying frontier town. And unless you want it on the front page of the Times we need to either extract or destroy the assets there.”

“It’s your agent that fucked up - ”

“They’re good, loyal US citizens, sirs.” One of the agents finally spoke up. He had worked closely with the asset’s original handler, but he was taking the situation well for a man who found his coworker’s mutilated corpse less than 24 hours ago. “If they understand that they’re harboring a terrorist, they’ll turn him over.”

“And if they don’t?” The security officer was tense, but the question was rhetorical. They could not risk the asset or the project being discovered.

“Cliff, they’re just redneck hicks. Half of them will drink themselves to death before the year’s out.” The director, shrugged, nodding to the agent. “Agent Anders you have permission to head operations in Cedar Hills. Cliff, I want you to assist - ideally, I’d rather not have to deal with you bitching about this for the rest of my career. I know our PMCs are getting expensive so see if you can pull some men from the local installations - keep ‘em in the black.”

The meeting adjourned, Cliff stalking up to Anders.

“If this gets messy, we’ll need to clean it up. Quickly.” Cliff had been regulating the town’s exposure to their operations for years now, and this wasn’t his first time dealing with a leak. The last thing they needed was more attention. “No witnesses. I want that town untouched or razed. Whatever’s faster.”

Anders scoffed, as though there would be any question to his methods. He wanted the asset alive for personal reasons, he wouldn’t burn the town down until after he got what he came for.

Besides, if things settled down and this all blowed over, the project could resume. Under new management, of course.

“Yessir.”

AU Masterpost / Previous / Next

(An AU of my Freelancers series)

Taglist: @i-eat-worlds @whumpy-daydreams

#whump #missing persons #past torture #past captivity #gore #animal death #military setting #freelancers au #was debating having this before prev but eh it works here too. woe - canon characters be upon ye! #*didn’t sleep or eat for 48 hours straight* I survived the weekend and [redacted]. on a technicality. #I had food I just. a) forgor when we were out in the city and b) I kept getting sick on the bus ride there so I didn’t eat on the ride back #anyways. I slept most of today+did laundry and such so I’m going back to bed. goodnite. #edit: i was so tired last night i just. didn't hit post akjfjdhgdhggh

[xxx-mundiemudsnapper-xxx]

does anyone else have a word or phrase they repeat over and over to themselves in their head to try forcing intrusive thoughts to go away because it sounds similar to saying whatever fucked up thing your brain keeps imagining you doing but its ridiculous so youre sitting there going through every flavor of disgust while also literally chanting a random word at yourself. is this an experience shared by anyone else.

#mechas art #mental health #intrusive thoughts #u have no idea how many times ive chanted this phrase bc my shitty brain is like. woe. committing <horrible thing> be upon ye. #i wish i could say standing doing my laundry grinding my teeth into dust while chanting this inside my head is the only one but theres. mor

[yahoo201027]

Day in Fandom History: September 2…

After nearly recovering from a broken heart, Mordecai embarks on a road trip to Margaret’s college to return her sweater, taking an objective Rigby along, who wishes for Mordecai to move on, but a hallucination of Margaret gets the better of him. The First Episode of Season 5, “Laundry Woes”, premiered on this day, 9 Years Ago.

#Day in Fandom History #9 Years Ago #Regular Show #Season 5 #Episode 1 #Laundry Woes #Cartoon #Animation

[iampikachuhearmeroar]

me: *does one (1) job application and does a couple of fake ones to please social services*

also me: *depression and anxiety activate* i now regret to inform everyone that i am ready to jump off the highway bridge by my house to see if the pull of the tide of our local lake will pull me out to sea where i will die happy. thank you

#life #about me #shut up ilona #ilona's jobhunting thoughts and woes lol #ilona's work dilemmas #ilona's work thoughts #and legit if CL bothered to fucking pay #*pay me already maybe i'd seek out an adhd diagnosis at my local uni's health centre #even if it's $300 ! #*$300 so its like half of the jobseeker pay rate #and also depression and anxiety diagnosis so tbat i can get my target reduced to like 5 jobs a month instead of 20 #also me today after completing the bs work styles assessment and personality assessment for that council traineeship position south of me #and also doing more fake centrelink job apps #and finally applying to those hospital jobs that i was supposed to apply for back in like may #bc theyre always up on seek #even though i dont particularly want them and it was weird bc the laundry one asked if i was applying specifically to parramatta or cessnoc #or whatever the fuck #like no???? im applying for my area thanks lmao #anyway

[whimsyprinx]

I’m very close to just deactivating/deleting all social media and disappearing forever I’m so sick of everyone and everything and feeling bad

#whimsy whispers #whims woes #i doubt half of y’all would even give a shit if I did #this isn’t me reaching for y'all to go 'nooo I'd miss you' because like #a week will pass after I disappear and it won’t matter anymore I don’t matter to most people I have so many reasons to believ that’s true #and I have barely any reasons to believe anyone would actually give a fuck if I stopped existing. #my presence here or in peoples lives is unnecessary and frankly isn’t needed or even wanted and I just feel like eventually I’ll actually #drill this in my head and give up #it’s become more frequent that I consider just giving up on trying anymore #anyways! I have to go switch my laundry to the dryer don’t wait up xoxo #this prompted by: wow no one actually wants me and it’s very apparent :)

[paralien]

I have 4 hours on me to clean my entire apartment and get ready for a holiday party I've been invited to via my friends' job and also i haven't wrapped a single present yet and Christmas eve is on the 24th and ill be working all day on the 23rd and I won't even have time after THAT because right after work it's little Christmas porridge time at my grandmother's house and this is all of my own conseuqnese bc Christmas came too fast 😭😭😭

#fanya.txt #SOBBING SCREAMING also currently just laying on the couch #stuff i need to do: #clean my apartment. pick up a no kill mouse trap from a post office 30min away. shower. get ready for the party at 8pm. wrap presents. #make christmas cards for 14 people. see if i have any paper money for 2 of the cards bc i couldnt find eshop cards for my cousins #pack for being w my parents for christmas. uhhhhhhhh other stuff idk girl help #also the cleaning HAS to be done bc i have mice living in my kitchen cabinets bc ofc i do and i need to minimise mess they can hide in and #chew up if they get past the stuff ive used to close off all their exit routes #ARGH woe is me #oh also LAUNDRY IM ALL OUTTA TOWELS AND UBDERWEAR FUCKA ME

[crimsonfacets]

// Sorry not sorry but Mey-Rin getting knocked in the face by Ciel’s clothing has me howling with laughter xD

MASTER HAS GIVEN DOBBY MEY-RIN A SHIRT

THWAP

#(( fighting for her life with the damn laundry LMAO )) #(( woe beholden the 1800s maid )) #ominasapphirus #『 blog / ooc. 』 ❝ out of creation. ❞ #『 blog / asks. 』 ❝ it came from the mailbox. ❞

[hereliesbou]

hello???

afflicted with most grievous of tummy aches ooh ooh ouch!!! hello?!?!? Anyone?!?!

#i am a wounded soldier #my tummy aches #and my leg stabs and fights me #and now i have to do laundry #oh woe is me

[arolesbianism]

Thinking abt how much I love oni's writing again... In particular, "a seed is planted" continues to be one of if not my favorite logs because despite the troubling details and implications that come with it, it's the one thing in the entirety of the decaying corpse of gravitas that genuinely leaves us with a grain of hope (a seed if you will) and makes oni as a whole a lot more bitter sweet as while earth may not have survived, the dupes did, and after their horrible origins and the shit that many of them went through, in due time they'll finally get to just live, they're free now, and even if Olivia's sleep is end of a tragedy, the world will keep moving forward with or without those who've been lost

#rat rambles #oni posting #like I guess I just rly love that oni both manages to commit to being a tragedy while also leaving a world still in motion #like Im glad that olivia didnt get a bittersweet ending and instead got a fucking miserable one #while at the same time the dupes are still left there to keep moving forward #well ok more so I like how the narrative shifts into smth quite beautiful when seen from the dupes perspectives #which is also why I like that the dupes are rarely talked abt directly in the lore logs #idk I just feel like a seed is planted wouldnt hit as hard to me if the dupes were talked abt more #its the same sort of incedental storytelling that I like abt the rest of oni's writing ig #also I just think them being a major part of the lore logs would rly take away from the greater horrors and tragedies of gravitas #like idk I think it would have been a lot more boring if a third of the logs were just jackie going so yeah I tortured dupes some more #it makes the pre end of the world world feel so much bigger while still mostly remaining within gravitas itself #enhances the feeling of glimpsing into a past world #like every now and then I think abt what oni story could have looked like and am filled with joy at what it is now #I fucking love being into fiction thats good god it feels so good to like shit thats just like actually good #it honestly makes me almost wish there wouldnt be new lore but I do think theres room for more #as in theres plenty of room to make shit up and also we need to see more of the scientists pls #as for actual quote unquote plot stuff idk just give me like one jackie and olivia college year video transcript or smth and we're good #theres other stuff that make me lose my mind but for narrative consistency I think itd be best to not touch those two too much #especially olivia I rly think she doesnt need almost any new content the only stuff Id want with her is if it expanded upon jackie #because rly jackie is the only character I think would super heavily benefit from elaboration even if I stand by her not needing much #as Ive said a billion times just smth small to show us her in a more casual setting and we're golden I think #show me that woman being genuinely happy so I can fill in the blanks as she slowly gets crushed by the consequences of her actions #shes a part of this tragedy too and god damnit I want to see the life she ruined along the way of ruining many others #I want to see a woman whos eyes once shined and then when the lights have dulled I want her to say it was worth it with no conviction #metaphorically ofc I dont actually want to see most of it because thatd go against the narrative philosophy already established #rly all this means is I wanna see jackie and olivia doing laundry together or smth #oh also I hope they specifically give otto a whole other log just to clear up my pronoun woes #idc what its abt just have them talk abt their gender offhand or smth #just mi-ma being like how do you do young man and otto is like they and mi-ma is like ah yes young they

[oediex]

how does my washing machine not know how long a minute takes

#washing machine woes #laundry

[yi5h]

My washing machine hates Christmas. Every. Single. Year.

#parent life #i hate laundry #christmas woes