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ATTENTION!
All help for this project are much appreciated <3
Link to drive -> F1 Clips Masterdoc
@chandelier-s-notebook
If you can't watch it on streaming, both Heated Rivalry episodes are available here
these twitter accounts upload the episodes on multiple platforms to download: account 1 | account 2
Reblog if youâre grateful for your commenters <3
Some idiot: "Why are you reading your own fic, that's shallow and stupid"
All fanfic writers and writers everywhere: "Who the fuck do you think I wrote it for?!"
If you see this on your dashboard, reblog this, NO MATTER WHAT and all your dreams and wishes will come true.
Oh hey! Havenât seen this in forever! Didnât reblog it when it came across me before, not gonna skip it this time, I need some good vibes.
I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF
This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.
Then bring me luck
the day after I posted this last time I was notified that I was selected for a really cool mentorship gig and got an unrelated glowing review at work
And notice the potato doesnât guilt you with âif you donât, something horrible will happen.â Potato wouldnât betray you like that, because potato is a refined person of good humor and character, and understands that, sometimes, a visit to your dashboard just isnât convenient right now. Sometimes you just went on a fandom gif reblogging spree or your energy is low, you do not have the time to make your dashboard suitable to guests, and a polite visit just isnât in the cards. Potato understands this, and doesnât get upset, or gods forbid, throws a tantrum and wishes ill on your household. Instead, Potato merely stores away their blessings for a later visit and leaves as a good friend should.
Be like Potato. Be a good friend.
i know what i want, potato, come through for me!
This brought @slothhands luck last time, maybe it will work for someone this time around!
making art is just like showeringâŠâŠâŠcanât get up and do it, canât stop when youâve started. you want to crawl out of your skin if you donât do it often enough. everything in the world is the exact same
ah yes they call me âNo Queueâ Jones because I post everything I reblog at once with no breaks in between and then vanish into the night for extended periods of inactivity
shout out to every kind of curry dish ..... indian curry....thai curry.......japanese curry ... the kind with coconut milk and the kind without.......from the light yellow curry to the bodacious red to the rich brown ....... to the ones more soup like and the ones more gravy like.... to the ones with potatoes and to the ones with chickpeas.........this post is for you
me, holding a pizza box and shouting: SUE!
customer walks up
me: sue?
customer opens the box, frowns, and sticks her finger in the pizza: i didnât order pepperoni
me, with a voice devoid of any emotion: âŠâŠ. sue?
customer: oh! no iâm (name)!
the actual sue, materializing at my elbow: is that a pizza for sue?
me: would you like some free breadsticks to eat while we remake you pizza? another customer touched it
âanother customerâ sheepishly mumbles sorry
sue, who has clearly worked with the public: you take as long as you need to, honey
me, shouting at the top of my lungs: ICED VENTI VANILLA LATTE FOR JENNIFER
male customer standing right in front of me turns to look
me: jennifer? iced vanilla latte?
customer says nothing, takes the drink, shoves straw in, takes a long sip
customer: i wanted this hot. i ordered a small hot decaf skinny vanilla latte.
me: are you jennifer?
customer: no, iâm daniel
Some people wonder why people fight wars, but I have no trouble imagining reasons for people to just haul off on each other.Â
A nurse has heart attack and describes what she felt like when having one
I am an ER nurse and this is the best description of this event that I have ever heard.Â
 FEMALE HEART ATTACKSÂ
 I was aware that female heart attacks are different, but this is description is so incredibly visceral that I feel like I have an entire new understanding of what it feels like to be living the symptoms on the inside. Women rarely have the same dramatic symptoms that men have⊠you know, the sudden stabbing pain in the chest, the cold sweat, grabbing the chest & dropping to the floor the we see in movies. Here is the story of one womanâs experience with a heart attack:Â
 "I had a heart attack at about 10:30 PM with NO prior exertion, NO prior emotional trauma that one would suspect might have brought it on. I was sitting all snugly & warm on a cold evening, with my purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story my friend had sent me, and actually thinking, âA-A-h, this is the life, all cozy and warm in my soft, cushy Lazy Boy with my feet propped up. A moment later, I felt that awful sensation of indigestion, when youâve been in a hurry and grabbed a bite of sandwich and washed it down with a dash of water, and that hurried bite seems to feel like youâve swallowed a golf ball going down the esophagus in slow motion and it is most uncomfortable. You realize you shouldnât have gulped it down so fast and needed to chew it more thoroughly and this time drink a glass of water to hasten its progress down to the stomach. This was my initial sensationâthe only trouble was that I hadnât taken a bite of anything since about 5:00 p.m.Â
After it seemed to subside, the next sensation was like little squeezing motions that seemed to be racing up my SPINE (hind-sight, it was probably my aorta spasms), gaining speed as they continued racing up and under my sternum (breast bone, where one presses rhythmically when administering CPR). This fascinating process continued on into my throat and branched out into both jaws. âAHA!! NOW I stopped puzzling about what was happening â we all have read and/or heard about pain in the jaws being one of the signals of an MI happening, havenât we? I said aloud to myself and the cat, Dear God, I think Iâm having a heart attack! I lowered the foot rest dumping the cat from my lap, started to take a step and fell on the floor instead. I thought to myself, If this is a heart attack, I shouldnât be walking into the next room where the phone is or anywhere else⊠but, on the other hand, if I donât, nobody will know that I need help, and if I wait any longer I may not be able to get up in a moment.Â
I pulled myself up with the arms of the chair, walked slowly into the next room and dialed the Paramedics⊠I told her I thought I was having a heart attack due to the pressure building under the sternum and radiating into my jaws. I didnât feel hysterical or afraid, just stating the facts. She said she was sending the Paramedics over immediately, asked if the front door was near to me, and if so, to un-bolt the door and then lie down on the floor where they could see me when they came in. I unlocked the door and then laid down on the floor as instructed and lost consciousness, as I donât remember the medics coming in, their examination, lifting me onto a gurney or getting me into their ambulance, or hearing the call they made to St. Jude ER on the way, but I did briefly awaken when we arrived and saw that the radiologist was already there in his surgical blues and cap, helping the medics pull my stretcher out of the ambulance. He was bending over me asking questions (probably something like âHave you taken any medications?â) but I couldnât make my mind interpret what he was saying, or form an answer, and nodded off again, not waking up until the Cardiologist and partner had already threaded the teeny angiogram balloon up my femoral artery into the aorta and into my heart where they installed 2 side by side stints to hold open my right coronary artery.Â
I know it sounds like all my thinking and actions at home must have taken at least 20-30 minutes before calling the paramedics, but actually it took perhaps 4-5 minutes before the call, and both the fire station and St Jude are only minutes away from my home, and my Cardiologist was already to go to the OR in his scrubs and get going on restarting my heart (which had stopped somewhere between my arrival and the procedure) and installing the stents. Why have I written all of this to you with so much detail? Because I want all of you who are so important in my life to know what I learned first hand.Â
1. Be aware that something very different is happening in your body, not the usual menâs symptoms but inexplicable things happening (until my sternum and jaws got into the act). It is said that many more women than men die of their first (and last) MI because they didnât know they were having one and commonly mistake it as indigestion, take some Maalox or other anti-heartburn preparation and go to bed, hoping theyâll feel better in the morning when they wake up⊠which doesnât happen. My female friends, your symptoms might not be exactly like mine, so I advise you to call the Paramedics if ANYTHING is unpleasantly happening that youâve not felt before. It is better to have a âfalse alarmâ visitation than to risk your life guessing what it might be! 2. Note that I said âCall the Paramedics.â And if you can take an aspirin. Ladies, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE! Do NOT try to drive yourself to the ER - you are a hazard to others on the road. Do NOT have your panicked husband who will be speeding and looking anxiously at whatâs happening with you instead of the road. Do NOT call your doctor â he doesnât know where you live and if itâs at night you wonât reach him anyway, and if itâs daytime, his assistants (or answering service) will tell you to call the Paramedics. He doesnât carry the equipment in his car that you need to be saved! The Paramedics do, principally OXYGEN that you need ASAP. Your Dr. will be notified later. 3. Donât assume it couldnât be a heart attack because you have a normal cholesterol count. Research has discovered that a cholesterol elevated reading is rarely the cause of an MI (unless itâs unbelievably high and/or accompanied by high blood pressure). MIs are usually caused by long-term stress and inflammation in the body, which dumps all sorts of deadly hormones into your system to sludge things up in there. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Letâs be careful and be aware. The more we know the better chance we could survive to tell the tale.â
Reblog, repost, Facebook, tweet, pin, email, morse code, fucking carrier pigeon this to save a life! I wish I knew who the author was. Iâm definitely not the OP, actually think it might be an old chain email or even letter from back in the day. The version I saw floating around Facebook ended with âmy cardiologist says mail this to 10 friends, maybe youâll save one!â And knew this was way too interesting not to pass on.
snopes.com says this oneâs true.
Save a lifeâReblog.
Female heart attacks are much different, and most people donât know it!
This is so much more helpful than the fucking lists that basically describe everything that happens during a really nasty panic attack and then tell you to go seek help as if you donât have an anxiety disorder that does this to you on a regular basis and can afford to go to the emergency room.
Auto-reblog.
Many women have silent heart attacks as well, where there are no symptoms at all until BAM! Then it happens.
As a formerly (mostly) healthy person who is now dealing with post-covid heart issues, this was tremendously helpful to read. Reblog, save a life.
Important for all genders so you can recognize other symptoms in yourself and others.
itâs funny because yes, you CAN disable right click save, but it takes like an extra two seconds to get around it because of how images are displayed on websites. (technically you could also just screenshot but this gets you a real jpg)
for example, instagram has disabled right click save. here I am trying to save a picture of this girl with a pumpkin sweater, but I am thwarted by the lack of right click save!
to get around it, right click and go to âinspectâ or âinspect elementâ (itâs called different things depending on what computer youâre using)
shimmy around the webpage code until you find the âsrcâ bit. It will helpfully tell you when youâve found it because the image, and only the image, will light up as if you selected it.
that source is the link to where the image is hosted on the website. click the link.
find the actual hosted image. right click on that.
check and mate.
reblogging this version so people can piss off the NFT bros better
After seeing the dad how do I channel, I really wanted this one. I searched for it and, tada! Mom how do I? Seems rather new, but I love it anyway.
This is such a cute and helpful idea, especially since some people either didnât grow up with someone who could teach them this stuff or they grew up with parents who did everything for them. I knew a lot of guys in college who didnât know how to do laundry or cook!
Mom How Do I
Dad How Do I
My parents were not very good teachers of life skills so this is G R E A T.
Does anyone know how I can livestream nhl games? Donât really want to pay $300 for nhltv.
Green flag for a heterosexual man is being able to order Starbucks like a person.
If he goes âhi could I get a venti iced white mocha and a venti pink drink please?â Heâs gonna pull up to the window with flowers for his wife in the passenger seat and heâll tip.
If he goes âokay so I have a bit of a crazy order here this is for the wife - she says she wants something called a white mocha with skim milk, no whip, and oh- sheâs not done! AND caramel drizzle. What size? Uh, whatever you guys call the large, I guess. Hot or iced? I donât know, however you usually make it. For me, just a black coffee. Just regular, normal, none of that fancy stuff for me.â Heâs gonna pull up to the window and start complaining to me about his wife for literally no reason.
Both of these exact situations have happened to me.
Itâs like misogyny and toxic masculinity have associated Starbucks with women and femininity and pumpkin spice lattes to the extent that even men who arenât openly shitty still feel the need to preface their order with âyeah this is for my girlfriendâ or âmy wife told me to get-â and men who are able to order without this extra step distancing them from the âfemininityâ of ordering a blonde vanilla latte or a strawberry refresher are probably dudes who (at least kinda) respect women and are comfortable in their masculinity.