30 and living in the land of oz. a pretentious crazy cat woman, miscellaneous music, the internet. i spend like 98% of my time on tumblr, and thus i have no social life and have become incredibly boring. wanna know more? click the "about me" button above this. and for considering followers: follow at your own risk.
HELP I was at the sex shop w a platonic bestie and they asked me who the dude from the christian big boat myth was and I was so blown away that they couldnt remember that *I* couldn't remember and we just stood there surrounded by dildos listing off old bible guy names trying to figure it out like queer kids in a conservative boomer comic
So the thing is boobs really do be jiggling. If having breasts has taught me anything it is that the ladies frolic. I don't even have that large of boobs but every time I go down some stairs all I can think about is that stupid quote about boobing breastily down the stairs or whatever it is because God Damn.
But anime and video game boob jiggling is like. The most uncanny valley shit I've ever seen nine times out of ten. You would think people this horny about tits would have actually looked at some but I guess not.
What we really need is some pervert to compile the ultimate visual guide to boob bouncing physics that's just like 500 hours of meticulously organized videos of breasts of different size and shape and under different fabrics bouncing around from a wide variety of physical movements so horny game devs can finally get it right and I don't have to be creeped out by women who appear to have surgically implanted softballs in their chest under skin made of rubber bands.
watched maleficient last night. has anyone explored the economic and material ramifications of getting rid of all your spinning wheels in one blow. you’re back to drop spinning now, and it takes roughly 6-10 hours of spinning for the yarn to allow a single hour weaving. everyone ought to be spinning, kids included. the housekeepers should be spinning. people waiting for their wares to sell should be spinning. guards on duty should be spinning. i must believe the only reason we don’t see all this spinning on screen is bc the camera loves watching the king’s descent into madness, which i agree with. that man is spinning something, but it ain’t fiber.
Any version of Sleeping Beauty that includes the lines "they outlawed spindles" or similar is one where the kingdom suddenly has an economic crisis because no one can make cloth or rope and they have to import it from outside at great expense.
The 1987 Cannon Movie Tales: Sleeping Beauty adaptation did actually address this, the kingdom’s clothes were falling to tatters, there’s a dance sequence in a ballroom where you can hear the fabric tearing, and they discuss needing to import fabrics from other kingdoms.
A very important lesson I've learned about writing books is that you need to stop thinking of it like the script of a movie with a bit of extra description.
A script is important but a lot of what makes the story work is added by other elements. On its own a script can be interesting but it's not a full story. It lacks sensory details, emotion, timing, and all the other little bits that come together to make a narrative really compelling.
Your book is not a script. There are no actors or cinematographers who will frame this dialogue with the emotion you want from it, that's YOUR job. Prose is essential because it's basically doing what would be the jobs of dozens of people in another medium. It's setting the scene, conveying emotion, pacing the action and dialogue, giving glimpses inside of a character's head and providing key context. The dialogue loses its meaning without the prose!
Did you know: script writing can also be a person's hobby. You can choose those EXT., NIGHT setting descriptions and get right to the dialogue. It's a perfectly cromulent art form.
But: the rest of the story is meant to be brought to life by those dozens of other people. A script is part of a larger, more interactive story. Bakers may stare at a written cake recipe and feel their mouths water, but most people won't.
had a dream that started out kind of sexy and for a number of irrelevant dream-state reasons involved my having to explain to a partner that i didn't want to suck on his titties. i think it was supposed to turn into an anxiety dream about having to negotiate sexual boundaries but instead he smiled and, very sympathetic, told me "of course - i know you're a freudian, i'm sorry that didn't occur to me," sort of saying he should have remembered how i felt about oral fixations, and then the rest of the dream was me trying with increasing desperation to convince him that i was not a freudian and he just laughed and laughed, like i was being sort of foolish and silly, and said he knew how i really felt, and didn't my unconscious mind reveal the truth about me, and so on. and by then i was so distressed that i was yelling at him in the dream - not that i actually fully realized i was dreaming - and shouted "dream interpretation is a crock of shit!" with such force that it woke me up.
now that this post has largely stopped circulating i feel that i can safely reveal what set this off. my dream partner was. well okay he was lestat iwTV. and the reason i would not suck on his titties is that, well, in the dream, i was deeply and passionately concerned about the possibility that this would cause me to be exposed to some substance called. well.
Looks like there's a colony of these angular 1970 beach houses in Gleneden Beach, OR. 4bds, 4ba, 1,440sqft. Sold for $580k.
It looks like the road is sand.
Maybe b/c it's so angular, the photos look weird. Look at the large windows, rocky floor, and stairs that go up to another level.
Looks like a giant bunk bed in the living room. It's as large as a bed, so it's probably for watching TV, as well as a guest space?
Look at the pipes on the fireplace. At first I thought it was a tree. Now, that I see more of it, I remember posting this before. The date on this photo shows 2 yrs. ago, so I wonder what it looks like now.
The wall does not go up to the ceiling and the kitchen is on the other side. Look at the big holes to pull the cabinet doors open. The stove looks like the kind you'd see in a camper.
The table is in the corner against the half wall overlooking the living room. And, there's a door to outer stairs.
This looks like a music room. The lights look like turtles.
This tub looks like a DIY with a sheet of metal as a liner. Love the stained glass window, though.
Look at all the pipes. The bath is open to the floor below, also.
These windows have great views of the beach, though.
Is that wall decor, or a ladder to a loft? Anyway, this is a sauna.
Came with a plaque.
It's very compact. Does it double as a shower?
Then, up here, there's a loft area with a balcony.
This looks like a bedroom with an ensuite, closet, and a ladder to yet another level.
Actually, it leads to another level with a sleep loft.
I never would've expected a golf course. 0.43 acre lot. On one side, there's the North Lagoon and the beach is on the Pacific Ocean.
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