Besties something's happening to me haha i read this fic a while back and i cried
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me vs my bottomless desire to just draw more wangnan
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are we sure that AI models like ChatGPT are ready for primetime? I’ve seen a few news articles that have been automated (I’m 90% sure) and it’s just babbling and full of inaccuracies. it’s like Tesla and their “full self-driving” that gets confused by emergency vehicles and non-standard intersections.
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you might be thinking, al since you've been sick all day did you happen to get anything constructive done while you were lying in bed?
absolutely not. i watched the fast & furious films back to back, like i always do, until the desire to write another street racing au takes hold of me so deeply that my hands shake
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Love when The Doctor gives one of their little "humanity is a fucking nightmare why are you people like this" speeches because like. My sibling in space you CHOSE to hang out with us.
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Look, there's a moon and a wizard who need a good ass-kicking, and a found-family team ready to go at a second's notice XD
Just a little fun comic something XD
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is machete an albino dog? if so.. does he have poor vision like some albino animals do?
Yes, actually! His vision isn't quite as bad as it could potentially be considering his condition, but he's definitely at least nearsighted enough that he'd benefit from wearing glasses. He has trouble seeing distant objects clearly and reading in particular gets challenging if the text is small enough and/or farther than, say, an arm's length away. He tends to hold items very close to his face when he's inspecting them, especially if he's not actively paying attention to how he looks at that moment.
On top of that his eyes are highly sensitive to bright lights. Direct midday sun gives him the worst headaches very swiftly. If he has any say in it, he prefers to go out on overcast days, early mornings and evenings.
He probably has a pair of custom spectacles ready for those occasions when he absolutely can't manage without them, but he's reluctant to keep them on his person consistently (let alone be seen with them). His body keeps finding new ways to let him down and to him, surrendering to wearing glasses would be like admitting another defeat. So he squints and fumbles and does his best to hide the fact he can't see that well. He has a lot of health anxieties and he's worried about the possibility of his vision weakening further and potentially preventing him from doing his job, after all most of it is centered around reading and writing. It's the one thing he enjoys, is very good at, and that makes him feel useful and needed.
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