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i don't do bad sauce passes
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Keni

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Sweet Seals For You, Always

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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@iaminaglasscaseofemotion
I had a dream recently that I was getting all of my ingredients ready to make a delicious vegetable soup while the broth was being warmed on the stove on low. When I came back, there were TWO small capybaras in my soup pot bathing in the broth. In the dream, I was infuriated. But it’s a very cute image and someone should draw it.
stop asking if the capybaras are dead 😭 I said the soup was on LOW and that they are BATHING, who do you take me for Baba YAGA? MY GOD
certified soup post
58 seconds to demonstrate EXACTLY why professionalism requires manners.
For those of you who do not speak Corporate, this is just:
“Fuck you.” “Fuck you, too.”
This gave me hives
Me in the office
in 7 years its going to be the 20s again so we can bring back swing music and the aesthetics of that era but keep modern values who’s with me
you can’t repeat the past
can’t repeat the past? why, of course you can! of course you can.
date of origin: 19th of may, 2013.
this is my post. do you know how it feels to have this be your post? do you understand the guilt i have to live with knowing this is my post? the weight on my soul as the decade popped into prominence with spanish flu … 2 !
do you know how it feels, heritageposts? are any of these heritage posts your own or are you just a curator of human misery? do you know how it feels to live knowing that of anything i’ve ever made, anything i’ve ever said, this has been seen by most people, and this will probably remain the case until i die? for this to be my legacy? can you relate? can you empathize?
but do you want to know the worst part? the absolute worst part of all of this?
we haven’t even brought back art deco into mainstream prominence. sickening
“I’m so anti-fascist I report my friends and neighbors to the feds”
“I would have never snitched on Anne Frank! Anyway, here’s a person I’m related to at the capitol!”
Hey I don't know if you know this but snitching on someone for storming the capitol with intent to kill someone is not the same as snitching on someone for the crime of... *checks notes* being a jewish child
Ya truly love to see it!
The kids are alright.
you: the kids are alright
me, sobbing: oh my gosh the kids are alright
When I was younger, I was always fascinated by how people living through major events throughout history were always so focused on their day to day lives. When I read diaries and primary sources, people would be talking about huge events with worldwide significance but they would just be...living their lives. Like COME ON a world war is happening and your main area of focus is how the rationing sucks and how you want to go to dances and stuff after All This Is Over?
But I get it now.
Now I understand.
No matter who wins the revolution, the laundry isn’t gonna do itself.
Okay so in LA they’ve had the reusable bag and thick plastic bag for ten cents going on for years but in Vegas they still give you thin plastic bags at every store but they’re these really thin shitty bags that you pretty much can’t reuse because they barely survive the trip from the car to the house.
So basically this is how I tell you that I’ve started making plarn that I’m crocheting into a plarn basket that I will use to hold the plarn balls I make in the future in order to control how many plastic bags are pouring out of our cabinets.
How to make plarn:
1. Flatten out a clean plastic bag
2. Cut off the handles and the bottom
3. Cut diagonally into the plastic until the strand is about as thick as you want it to be. (Probably aim for at least an inch thick, it doesn’t have to be super even all the way around but you don’t want it to get so thin that the strand will break)
4. Cut in a spiral until you run out of bag and then diagonally cut your way out of the final loop.
5. Tie the end of the strand to the end of whatever you were working on or to the last stand you cut.
6. Wind or crochet like any other bulky yarn.
The gray disk at the bottom of this post is the bottom of my basket, I’m using an N/10mm hook in a double-crocheted spiral. (I’ve just started the first layer of elevation)
So far I’m about 10-12 bags in and I’ve been trimming the tails of the joined bags as I go.
(One bag’s worth of plarn goes about halfway around the disk at this point, I think I’m going to do 3-4 more gray bags before I change colors; bags come in 3 general colors around here so this basket is going to be mostly white with gray and brown accents.)
Also save the bag scraps, you can use them as stuffing. I’m gonna make a big fucking pincushion with mine. It’s gonna be a cube made out of the leftover cat fabric that I don’t want to use for masks.
Worked my way through the ball in the first photoset, made some more balls. I’m intrigued by the way the patterns on the white bags show up. I’ve got some Ross and 99 cent store bags in the next white ball to add some purple and blue-green to the mix.
Making this basket might actually exhaust my current supply of plastic bags, so I’ve asked my dad to set aside his thicker bags for me in LA so I can compare working both materials.
Kind of get the feeling that I’m going to be a complete gremlin and make a laundry hamper out of the thicker plastic.
It’s a little ugly, but it’s going to do a great job of holding my plarn and associated projects.
Oh this is totally apocalypse punk! Makes me want to make my own for use in small grocery runs. Or just to write a scrappy band of fictional survivors using them, haha.
NGL, cutting apart a pile of plastic trash and turning it into thread and rolling it into balls and crocheting it into fabric does feel like some variety of cyberpunk Rumplestiltskin shit.
Oh I knitted a plarn bag like this for my mom several years ago. I have so many plastic bags right now I should do it for myself.
Another way to make plarn is to cut the bag into loops and tie the loops together. I’ve found it’s more sturdy than the single ply plarn.
I’m not normally into fiber crafts but I might just have to try this!
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#how do you think he got the shelf of angel mugs?
lmao exactly and the two grandfather clocks
Crowley: Literally no one needs more than one giant clock. why are you like this Aziraphale: ✨🥺✨
Guide to chess pieces
My ancestors, watching me dump an entire stick of cinnamon, two cloves, an allspice berry, and a generous grating of nutmeg into my tea, sweetened with white sugar and loaded with cream, while I sit in my clean warm house surrounded by books, 25+ outfits for different occasions, and 6 pairs of shoes, in a building heated so well I have the windows open in mid-autumn:
Our daughter prospers. We are proud of her. She has never labored in a field but knows riches we could not have imagined.
I like this so much better than the idea that our ancestors would be embarrassed or ashamed of us for being “soft” or some crap like that.
me when i see a cat: CAT! cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat
Fun fact: when I see cute animals, I forget English and automatically revert to my native Hungarian. I don’t know what bystanders make of me, reciting guttural gibberish to rabbits.
But the real question is, what are you SAYING to the rabbits? Is it ‘RABBIT! rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit bunny bunny bunny awww cute bunnyyyyy’?
Well, I usually say the Hungarian equivalent of ‘bun bun bun lil bun look at your tiny spoon-shaped ears awww bun brave little lawnmower bun’, but sometimes I say ‘hey rabbits, my sister’s gonna go to med school’ because I think everyone should know.
I live in Japan, and I always revert to English to talk to small animals, and I was cooing at this tiny little fluff machine of a puppy in baby english like “hello you’re so cute such a cute hello hello yess you’re good” and the 70 year old Japanese lady that was walking him started to *translate the baby talk english into Japanese* for her pup. She wanted to be sure he understood it too.
https://xkcd.com/231/
ACCURATE.
I was at a pet store with Eileen. A woman walked up to us and asked if she could pet her. Eileen’s collar has ‘Deaf Dog’ embroidered on it. The lady asked about it, I confirmed, yes, she’s deaf. The lady immediately switched to American Sign Language and asked her how was her day, was she being a good girl, she’s so pretty. Eileen was wagging her tail excitedly, knowing that someone is talking to her.
Ma-ia hi
Ma-ia ho
Ma-ia ha
Ma-ia ha ha
alo
Salut
sunt eu
un… haiduc???
dont you sick fucks make me relive this
SI TE ROG…. IUBIREA MEA PRIMESTE FERICIEEEEEAAAA
ALO?
Alo?
sunt eu
PICASSO
ti-am dat beep
Dar sa stii nu-ti cer nimic😂😂😂
Nu mă, nu mă ieei
NU MĂ, NU MĂ IEI
nu mă, nu mă, nu mă iei
I have no idea what happened here
Lucky bastard. It’s stuck in my head now
CHIPUL TAU SI DRAGOSTEA DIN TEI
Mya mintesc day oki tay-yay
am i having a stroke
What is this? What is this from? Why do thousands of people know what this is. Apparently it’s Romanian. What is it??
They’re the lyrics to the song Dragostea Din Tei by Moldovan pop group O-zone. It was a very popular song in the early 2000s
We’ve finally reached the point where the old memes are too old for today’s generation… Fs in the chat.
For any wretched zoomers…one of the original viral videos aka the finest of vintage memes
We must not despair as long as we are here, we can teach the children about the ancient texts
THE CHILLS ALL OVER MY BODY