“She died. She can’t come back, even if you keep her stuffed away in a drawer you can’t look at. You’re not waiting for her resurrection; you’ve made yourself her mausoleum.”
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“She died. She can’t come back, even if you keep her stuffed away in a drawer you can’t look at. You’re not waiting for her resurrection; you’ve made yourself her mausoleum.”
It makes me want to squeal!
A Basket of Newborn Otter Pups
More at today’s Daily Otter post! Via Sometimes Zoo and Aquarium Views
IronStylus from Riot couldn’t sleep tonight. That’s what he did with his time! Thank you IronStylus. :)
The picture on Twitter.
The Story Coaster
Drawing for the 7/14 Sunday NY Times Book Review - thanks to editor Pamela Paul!
my dash did a thing
I found this on tumblr under the tag pokemon tattoo
this is something I truly need
Did a group of mathematicians just sit around drawing lines before stumbling upon how some combination of the intersections could be used for multiplication?
MAGIC
I had to try this, and I am just sitting here awestruck. This is brilliant.
This is as mind-blowing as Misha’s shoe-tying lesson.
I will never understand how or why people come up with this stuff.
Get ready for the feels.
what if this is what Mary sang to Dean when he was a baby though
the second it started i was in tears
I WISH I COULDN’T FEEL A DAMN THING
NO
Happy disability pride month to everyone who suffers from disabilities of any kind, physical or mental, you guys are strong as hell and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise, you’re awesome (this totally isn’t being said by someone who may be biased since I have ptsd but it’s not any less true)
Bringing this back
Finally, I can photomode in Dragon Age! (Bless This Post and This Post for the info on how.)
Dragon Age: Inquisition
I hate you Ozempic craze I hate you 'heroin chic' I hate you weight loss ads on public radio I hate Burn Fat Fast ads every thirty seconds I hate you I hate you I hate you
I grew up before the term 'thigh gap' was invented I grew up before 'hip dip' was invented I was born before 'muffin top' was a thing before 'clean girl look' was a thing before 'glass skin' was a thing before razoring off peach fuzz was a thing and I'm so so so fucking tired of us inventing new concepts purely for the purpose of convincing people to hate their own bodies enough to buy products
Last time Tuberculosis ran through the USA a small number of people got it on purpose to look skinny and waifish and delicate and used makeup to look flushed and bony and when the Victorians figured out tapeworms people would infect themselves on purpose to starve themselves smaller and women and now in the year of our lord 2026 there is a noticeable fraction of the USAmerican population genuinely thrilled about a treatment-resistant microbial parasite that makes you shit and vomit your brains out for a month because side effects include weight loss and STILL we talk about being skinny like it's the natural default setting for all healthy people as if it's a self-sustaining standard and not an imaginary goal that we are constantly constantly constantly beating ourselves with a whip to acheive
"It doesn't help your credibility to exaggerate, most employers wouldn't literally work you to death" like, I used to work in distribution. If booking a truck driver for back to back shifts until they fall asleep at the wheel, crash, and die counts as being worked to death, I have personally met employers who've worked employees to death and gotten away with a slap on the wrist. It may not be universal, but it's a hell of a lot more common than a lot of us would prefer to think.
Death by spreadsheet is an acceptable degree of separation for most in middle management. They can sleep at night without guilt for what they've done, because the system charitably setup twelve degrees of separation between their choices and the real-world harm. But do not be fooled, their choices set that harm into motion. Without their reckless disregard for human life, the harm would not be done.
I used to work at a TV station in Ohio. On weekends, we only had an 11pm news broadcast. Not much happened on weekends, ya know? I worked Monday-Friday 9-5, but someone on the weekend shift quit, so I also had to come in at 9pm on Sat/Sun to work the 11pm news. It was brutal. I worked seven days a week, even if two of them were ~3hrs.
This was a particularly bad winter. One Saturday, we had a level 2 snow emergency: That means you should only travel if you absolutely must. Like, it's not uncommon for cops to pull you over in level 2 emergencies to ask where you're going and why. It is genuinely dangerous to drive in that much snow.
I told my boss as much, how I almost crashed on the way home at 12:30am after a news broadcast. I told him I would need to call off if there were a snow emergency again during a night snow.
He told me, point blank, "If you ever call me about the goddamn snow, I will take it as a call of resignation."
And that was that! The very next Saturday, snow fell again. It was a level 2, but would become level 3 by sunup. Level 3 means driving is literally illegal except for ambulances and snow plows. I stared out the window, watching the snow, and I had to make a choice.
"Will I die for this? Will I kill myself to keep this job?" I made $11/hr.
Yes, managers work you to death. That's their job.
Every single labor protection is written in the blood of those who were literally worked to death, and business owners and profiteers would claw those protections back with glee if they could. They will squeeze every red cent from your body if they are allowed, and write off your death for an insurance payout that they'll try to pocket for themselves while hiring your replacement for half the pay they gave to you.
full-body sebastian vael for @thevaelguard !! thank you for commissioning me <3!
i'm rewatching the future job and like. everything that happens with parker makes me so emo. the fact that she doesn't run off to one of her safe houses after the taping, she goes to nate's apartment (or even if she did run off to one of her safe houses first and we just didn't see it, nate's apartment is where she ultimately ends up). the fact that she's openly emotional and crying in front of the team. the gentle way that everyone talks to her, even tara as the newest member of the group who doesn't have the history with parker that nate and eliot and hardison do—nate is so soft and sweet and careful as he explains the cold reading tricks, tara is so tender and careful too, hardison is so quick and eager to offer up explanations and video evidence to back it all up. the way that eliot and hardison are sitting so close to each other, they're giving parker a respectful amount of distance but they themselves practically have their knees touching as they look on side-by-side with such concern. the fact that without even a look or a nudge from anyone else, eliot—reformed killer eliot! reformed killer eliot whose past and the horrible things he's done haunt him every fucking day!!—just goes ahead and offers up in that almost shy way he does that yeah, sure, he could cut off rand's arms and head. he could kill him. if parker wants that, he can make that happen. he doesn't even say "we" could, he says "i" could. he, him, eliot could do that. for all of them, their girl is hurting, their parker is in pain, and damn if they're not gonna do everything they can to be kind with her and take care of her. and parker considers nate's place enough of a home or at least a safe space that this is where she flees to when she's devastated, and even as she's so heartbroken, she trusts her team as they try to comfort her and tell her everything's alright. like is anyone else seeing this. hello?????
help I’m having ideas beyond my available free time
help I'm having ideas beyond my available energy levels