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budapest. mar, 24.
I love when there's characters that are pair bonded and you know that wherever one of them is the other is also gonna be there.
Not necessarily romantic (either in the text or through a shipping lense). Yeah this is my guy don't split us up. No particular reason.
Adopted a second evil advisor and I'm letting them sniff each other under the throne room doors before I introduce them
Are they the same breed of evil or different? Because I've read that Scheming Poisoners and Warmongers don't get along very well, but Warmongers and Secret Theocrats surprisingly do.
Yeah I did some reading beforehand! So my first advisor was of the scheming poisoner variety. I was pretty satisfied with that, honestly, but we came across a young advisor abandoned on the road and we decided that it would be best to adopt it! The vet says it's a warmongering advisor and while the two breeds NORMALLY don't get along, positioning a poisoner as a defender of the peace and the warmonger as an upstart looking to disrupt everything got glory can get them both a LOT of enrichment once their schemes start interacting.
It takes a bit more work at the start and they definitely aren't getting along for now, but the enrichment is off the charts once they get used to each other!
“The Detective Bruises Easy” — Asya Sağnak on queer noir for Lux Magazine
assign prev one
vampire
siren
werewolf
unicorn
wizard
fairy
selkie
demon
jackalope
angel
ghost
elf
Cut's plateaued and I'm mad but it's almost definitely just stress making my system hold onto everything it's got tight as fuck. Unfortunately that stress isn't going anywhere for a bit so we're going to have to sit in it.
Now it could be mere coincidence but one thing I will say about losing pert near 30lbs of (hopefully mostly) fat is that I think I am more high-strung now than I was a year ago. It's possible that this is because I have lost fat: people often report being happier after they gain a little weight, but I've generally chalked that up to taking off the pressure of observing what one eats. After all, I'm always happy when I don't have an extra chore to do.
Mind you I'm nowhere near undernourished enough that it should be hitting my mood. Moreover conjuring and acting on obsessive thoughts require a lot of juice, so I've obviously got and am still using plenty of energy—just to weird ends.
Something's fucky! This post shall serve as a chronicle in 4 months when I'm back on some kind of anti-anxiety medication and I look back at me to say "I told you so."
oh that’s actually kinda cute
Also at that conference was the great Peruvian novelist Mario Vargas Llosa. During the next two days the three of us made two discoveries about one another.
The first was that each of us had attacked at least one of the others in print. I had dissed Eco’s book. Umberto had criticized Mario for being too right-wing. Mario had criticized me for being too left-wing.
The second discovery was that we all got on like a house on fire.
It was Umberto who suggested we should now call ourselves The Three Musketeers. (This, remember, was the time of the Three Tenors, Pavarotti, Domingo and Carreras.) I remember asking, “Why Musketeers? Why not, for example, The Three Stooges?”
“No,” Umberto insisted. “It has to be Musketeers, because first we were enemies and now we are friends.”
- Selman Rushdie
Sarah S. Stilwell Weber 1906
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Now just what the fuck was going on with these two
guy who doesnt realize hes commanding a small army and thinks a lot of people are just going along with his bit
interesting how leadership can sometimes be unintentional yet influential.
save it for linkedin brother
I was issued two parking tickets in as many hours this morning and just took out a bag of trash my neighbor left in the hallway for several hours. How your day going
Also got the notification that my property tax due. This town wants my money and it ain’t wasting time with subtlety
Got in my head about the trash in the hall because what if it was actually something that my neighbor wanted to hold onto but was waiting for and now I've thrown their stuff away even though they threw their stuff away first by putting it in a garbage back and leaving it in the hall for hours.
Got step ladder went downstairs opened dumpster found bag it's trash opened it inside takeout containers wine bottle it's trash empty lotion bottle trash! It's trash! It's just trash!
This makes me madder at whichever neighbor did it but at least trash is trash still! You can count on some things!
I was issued two parking tickets in as many hours this morning and just took out a bag of trash my neighbor left in the hallway for several hours. How your day going
Also got the notification that my property tax due. This town wants my money and it ain’t wasting time with subtlety
I was issued two parking tickets in as many hours this morning and just took out a bag of trash my neighbor left in the hallway for several hours. How your day going
The J-11 fighter jet enacts what is known as an “unsafe intercept” on my historically-accurate open-cockpit triplane and is therefore unable to avoid the bag of marbles I whip into its jet engine intake. “Unsafe for who?” I chuckle to myself before being immolated by a surface-to-air missile that costs the military much more than the pricetag on my machine made of canvas and sticks, but significantly less than the engine damage caused by my marbles. This is what the boy scouts phrase as “playing for keeps.”
David Hockney Bigger Trees Nearer Warter, Summer 2008 / Bigger Trees Nearer Warter, Winter 2008