if the airlock (or just any of this) looks inaccurate, excuse me, I’m an idiot
warning: blood, and Grace frying the ever-loving heck out of his arm
NASA
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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trying on a metaphor

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if the airlock (or just any of this) looks inaccurate, excuse me, I’m an idiot
warning: blood, and Grace frying the ever-loving heck out of his arm
just the ol' nine-to-five
[another regular day at work || a regular workplace relationship]
Endurance runners
Part 2 of this
the bravest human
「香、満ちたようでございます。」
my piece for the @mononoke-zine
The third movie is out in Japan. I am patiently waiting until I can watch it. This new medicine seller is growing on me
dead wife jokes banned in the house due to current events
A thing no one talks about re: ADHD is that you can't... gain experience, the way other people do.
I don't mean you can't get good at things through repeated practice. You can do that, I have done that, but I don't trust it.
I was driving this morning and thinking about how I have never developed the blasé contempt for it most people seem to despite never having caused an accident in 20 years because my sense of time is such that I might as well have been driving for a week. I'm a good, safe driver, but I do not have a heap of confidence in my driving despite having regularly done it for two decades because my sense of time is such that those two decades may as well not have happened.
I finished editing a novel today. When I publish it, it will be the 64th novel I have published in the last 10 years, not counting ghostwritten work. You'd think after a decade and 63 novels I'd be confident that I was capable of writing, editing, and publishing a novel—even be confident about the timeline for this—but no. No, I feel like I'm doing it for the first time, every time, and I was surprised to have finished the editing at all, let alone on time. Because those other 63 novels were published in a past I have a vague at best concept of. I have a record that says it happened but I do not feel it.
I cannot trust my future behaviour because for me there is functionally no past. I know it occurred, I have records, but I don't feel it the way people without this kind of memory issue do. I feel inexperienced at everything I've ever done and I cannot accurately estimate my skill level at anything, particularly not on the fly.
I don't have a solution to this I just find it an incredibly frustrating phenomenon.
This made me smile. Maybe you need a smile today too.
Some great additions from the comments.
posting this on twitter will get you put into witness protection
The magic of childhood is that you were constantly encountering new things. The best way to feel that way again is to fill your life with new experiences.
The magic of childhood is that you were constantly encountering new things. The best way to feel that way again is to fill your life with new experiences.
Learn to identify bugs 🫵
this heatwave fucking sucks how am I going to serve my liege like this
im never leaving this hellsite
i swear if this is the second stupid sword picture post i make that gets to 10k i'll just go kill someone
FUCK OFF!!!!!!!!!!!
my jax
HOW ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO PUNISH A KNIGHT WHO BLUSHES AND SMILES EVERY TIME YOU TRY
listen, if i didn't respond with a blushing "as you wish, my lady" and squirm a little about it then what kind of loyal knight would i even be?
YOU COULD AT LEAST PRETEND THAT YOU DONT LIKE IT
I'm simply one hell of a butler (slut !!!)
going on hormones and starting to pass as a man is a mixed bag. obviously that is The Goal. but like
pros: yay! i finally look like a guy! people think im a man!
cons: im only noticing that people perceive me as male because of misogyny 90% of the time
it's shit i didn't even register before transitioning too. i went out with my friends to a diner yesterday, one is a girl and the other gets clocked as a girl, and when we went in and they asked for the name of the table they asked Me specifically. like looked dead in my eyes and asked Me. i was addressed when it orders and payment first as well. like. Damn. Okay. Shit
being trans in any direction gives you this but with like a multiplier effect
thinking about eva stratt crafting a coffin for her friends. the very best coffin, full of every piece of pirated media the entire world has to offer. crafted for maximum comfort, this coffin, with every bit of authority available to her, which is all of it.
and then thinking about all the people who call her cold or uncaring or clinical about what she has to do to save earth. eva stratt, who had silly t-shirts and vodka and favorite meals stored in the Hail Mary and treated with the same level of importance as the finely tuned equipment and the centrifuge the entire planet relies on for salvation.
and then thinking about eva stratt nodding and saying, “yeah, I’m pretty awful. that’s why i’m in charge” with a neutral expression and even believing it. as if crafting the most beautiful coffin and homage to her soon-to-be dead friends won’t haunt her always.
thinking about eva stratt being the first person on the “eva stratt is a monster” train, welcoming ryland grace aboard and knowing she believed in him more than anyone else.
it’s fine, really it’s fine and normal and eva stratt makes beautiful coffins for the people and things she cares about.