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i’m cress. they/she/he
i went to a crazy american boarding school for high school, and was unfortunately raised catholic (yuck)
i’m a creative writing major in uni now and an art history minor
fuck ai. fuck terfs. fuck trump. fuck catholicism.
that’s all you really need to know tbh
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the sewing machine is like if a horse and an inkjet printer had a child
samantha (my sewing machine) is so well behaved. she never has problems and always works perfect for me and has never done anything wrong in her life
samuel, on the other hand (my fucking menace of a serger) is a bastard child who has never behaved once in his life and is always dying and broken and needs to be shot out back like a lame horse
A thousand pages of notes, thoughts, phone numbers, ideas, shopping lists, dates, dreams
and 364 pages of my handwritten Suite Life on Deck fanfictions from 2020
in honor of the fact i’m quitting my restaurant job, i want to give a shout-out to when i had a guy order an Old Fashioned and i thought that was a fancy way of saying “nice big cup of ice cold water” so imagine his face when i brought out water
the concept of tea is so weird. i put leaves in hot water and that makes a grass flavor. and i’m drinking hot grass water. and i like it
People shit on homeschooled kids a lot for not being “socialized” but I will say one thing I’ve noticed about a lot of healthy homeschool families is that their kids are better at interacting with people much older and younger than them because their day isn’t composed of following one or two adults in authority with a bunch of people born within 12 months of them.
I’m running mics for a children’s performance and here’s a pattern I see.
Public school kids who don’t know me: Hello Authority Figure I have arrived for my microphone. 🫡Thank you, goodbye.
Homeschooled kids who don’t know me: Hello my Professional Peer, how are you today? How long have you been doing this kind of work? That’s interesting. Can I ask you a couple questions about the sound board? I’m 9. Would you like to hear a fact about bugs? Okay thank you goodbye.
A grade-school homeschooled child (~9) recognized me at a public event, came up and greeted me like a peer, and shared pleasantries. She was excellent at turn-taking and intuiting how to continue the conversation either by asking me a question, or by adding something of her own to the conversation.
Kids of a similar age and familiarity with me who attend public school usually do NOT approach me like this. They may greet me or ask a single question — they are still polite and cheerful children — but they do NOT carry conversation like this. It’s usually a brief exchange and then they say “okay… bye!” Their conversational skills only begin to progress around middle school age.
Earth’s Scapegoat and her Sacrificial Lamb
wtf father. this is worse than the thanksgiving corn
he’s at it again, this time with copious amounts of eggs. we have another two dozen in the fridge :/
Is
Is you father the guy we learnt about in math problems
he most definitely is lmao.
i wish i had a picture from last thanksgiving where he had seven turkeys in our freezer. or the thanksgiving before that where we had two cans of corn that were larger than our heads.
the father saga continues with eggs once again
don’t mind the mess in our fridge. but anyways, we have seven palates of eggs. each palate holds 30 eggs in it. so
so
so um
210 eggs.
i-
anyways at least he only bought four turkeys this thanksgiving
the four turkeys is TAKING ME OUT
your dad is such an odd guy. he would not survive as an amish man.
which is crazy, cause my mother WOULD survive as an amish woman. here’s her most recent shopping list folks:
i asked for a can of tomato sauce
gettin’ handsy
Eridian Grace, as in culturally Eridian, not the species Eridian, is so important to me.
Grace who does jazz hands and taps when he's asking a question and says some words three times like Rocky. Grace who makes chirps and trilling noises when he's happy.
Grace who starts thinking and dreaming in Eridian, who sometimes has dreams that are just sound, no visual. (Grace who, if he ever goes back to Earth for whatever reason after years on Erid, forgets some words in English and speaks in the sentence structure of Eridian because he has to translate from Eridian to English when he speaks outloud).
Grace who does scarification (even if Rocky protests at first) - I've read some fics where he does the Voyager pulsar map, or dots and lines showing his route from Sol, to Tau Ceti, turning around towards Sol, and then the line going all the way back to Erid. Even though he already has the scars from Rocky saving him, maybe Rocky's family crest. A scar showing his rank as Captain of the Hail Mary - maybe something to represent her, too.
Grace who wears Eridian gems, as earrings, in a chain for his glasses, in strings draped over him that clink together when he walks - the most important ones, like the earrings he wears all the time, the color of the blueish-green gems (or spots?) in/on Rocky's carapace.
Grace who wears a bracelet on each arm that have ribbed marks like on Rocky's arm so he can properly say goodbye (not something he had to do, but something that felt right to do, something that made him feel more like himself), sound included.
Grace who considers himself an Eridian!! Grace who IS an Eridian!!
I think it would be funny if most of Grace's eridian students went to him and asked for earth pronoun designations instead of picking for themselves, because they think it's cool to get word-gifts from the coolest teacher in the galaxy
and grace is trying so hard to not accidentally be sexist or assign gender roles to a monogendered species, so like, trying hard not to call someone he/him just because they like sports, or she/her just because they seem caring, or whatever. and he's having a hard time about it because he's like oh man why am I assigning the pronouns I'm assigning, i hope I'm not bringing any of my biases into this. just absolutely eating himself up over it
he tries to fix this by starting to roll a die, or throw darts at a dartboard, but his students immediately throw a fit because the point of the word-gifts is that they are specific, picked deliberately for them, right? and grace tries to explain gender bias and so on, but it becomes clear these kids could genuinely not give less of a shit, they just want to know what their AGAG (assigned gender at grace) is, alright? why is this so hard for him to understand??
eventually grace comes to the conclusion that he's on a different planet, and severely overthinking this, and that his kids really just are having fun--they really don't see the grace-given pronouns as categorization, he figures they see them as something more akin to astrology. or an eridian tiktok trend. when grace learns they call the assigning a word-gift he probably cries tbh
"teacher grace!!! what my pronoun question???"
"hmm. getting big they/them vibes off you"
"HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY. THANK"
It should have been Jesus running around with Adam doing second coming shenanigans and philosophizing about The Big Stuff and experiencing modernity and regular life and friendship etc. while Aziraphale and Crowley are forced back together in order to look for him and wind up hashing out their differences from before while being endearingly useless to the broader mission, slowly falling back into their Earthly rhythm, addressing The Kiss and clumsily figuring out how to express and accept their love for one another until the two plots converge in an absurd high stakes climax where the Messiah and the former Antichrist implore above and below to embrace their own free will and acknowledge their self-imposed shackles, thereby freeing all beings alive dead and otherwise from an unending cycle of shame and judgement
There'll be statues of him all over the place.
Statues of Grace with his new familly and his students
based off of this post
i finally finished all my finals and moved out. therefore i’m rewarding myself by reading 15 pregnancy/birth fics back to back on ao3 like god intended
rocky learn about human tattoos on portable earth thinking machine
Jesus was the best part of s3 I think
