I love Pauline. Pauline haters dni 😔😔 (silly). Call me Kore, she/her, lesbian. Again I love Pauline she is my wife. Absolutely obsessed with Rangers Apprentice. The Hunger Games has ruined me, so sorry, you're gonna be getting that too now. Kinda obsessed with Life Series, when the stars are right. Yes my header is an actual au of mine, I'll put a link to it in my pinned post. Don't be weird about trans people and don't be weird about women without expecting me to call your shit.
The same doesn’t mean the same: “das gleiche” vs. “dasselbe”
In German, there are two translations for ‘the same’: der/die/das gleiche and der/die/dasselbe.
They don’t describe the same concept of same-ness (Is that even a word? Well now it is). Dasselbe means ‘that exact same thing’ while das gleiche means something like ‘an exact copy of that thing’.
Look at my amazing editing skills these graphics to illustrate the difference:
[id: two stick figures innocently minding their own business are each dressed in identical yellow jackets. Underneath them is the caption “We are wearing the same jacket. Wir tragen die gleiche Jacke.”
Two stick figures raging at each other as they are both crammed into one yellow jacket together. Underneath them is the caption “We are wearing the same jacket. Wir tragen dieselbe Jacke.”]/end id.
we have dandelions EVERYWHERE, they are basically our State Weed, it is absolutely impossible that my mom has never interacted with a dandelion before, this requires further investigation
So after extensive interrogation I have an update:
my mom is in fact aware that dandelions exist. she temporarily forgot the name and there was some miscommunication.
the truth is actually weirder
she’s aware dandelions look like this
she is familiar with this flower. she knows the name of this flower. she declines to believe, however, that these are also dandelions
she does not believe these are the same plant. I tried to explain, and she thought I was either misinformed or lying. so I asked her what exactly did she think the yellow ones were called?
she answered, with complete confidence: Daffodils.
“buttercups” is a name applied to MANY flowers. in my part of the south it was this one:
imo there’s correct identifications of dandelions, daffodils, easter lilies and marigolds in this thread, but buttercups are simply impossible to agree on and the only solution is for everyone to post pictures of their local buttercups
there's never enough money each month. there's always an unexpected illness. new symptoms pop up or old symptoms flare up. meds have to be managed always and refilled constantly and any refill has the opportunity to go wrong. any regular care has the opportunity to go wrong. any mistake can send your health spiralling. it's always "i just need to get through this bad patch" but as soon as one ends another begins. another crisis begins in the middle of the last crisis. managing one thing leaves another thing to be neglected until that becomes a major issue and has to be managed asap and the cycle starts anew over and over and over
After my hysto, I was in *intense* abdominal pain that didn't feel like wound pain from the ablation but something different that I couldn't explain, until the gynecologist told me "yep, that'd be your intestines rearranging themselves into the gap left behind by your uterus."
So there's a mental picture for you. Slither slither. Slither slither.
After my hysto, I was in *intense* abdominal pain that didn't feel like wound pain from the ablation but something different that I couldn't explain, until the gynecologist told me "yep, that'd be your intestines rearranging themselves into the gap left behind by your uterus."
So there's a mental picture for you. Slither slither. Slither slither.
recently saw a comment section full of people, primarily women, talking about loving living with their best friend and being sad about having to live separately one day. some people talking about missing living with their best friend, some talking about “getting” to live with their best friend “until” they find partners. saw one person mention that moving out to move in with a partner felt like a divorce. it makes me so genuinely sad… all these people recognizing the joy they can find living outside the norm, letting themself live with a friend instead of a romantic partner, but still feeling like they have to live with a spouse eventually. like it’s not even a decision, just an inevitability.
similarly, it makes me sad when someone shares their happiness from living with a friend with others and the biggest response is people insisting/assuming they must have a secret unrecognized romantic connection. just taking over a moment of joy to insist they’re wrong about their own life and feelings; all to reinforce the lifestyle everyone is already expected to conform to eventually…
every now and then I see people passing screencaps of these posts around, and in the months after I made this post there were people checking in on me assuming I was going through grief or depression or something
to set the record straight, the context is that I had covid and was bleeding from my throat and lungs, but for some ungodly reason, I was feverishly driven to drink lemonade and kept screaming and writhing because I was pouring fizzy lemon juice on open throat wounds
Headcanon/scenario I came up with while writing a gathering fic that I wrote into it part 3/3
Gilan once had a confrontation with this random guy who was stuck up and fully of himself and accused him of being disrespectful and he demanded it be dealt with formally. Halt and Gil were visiting Castle Araluen when it happened so Crowley got dragged into it. Halt and the guy got into an argument and it was escalating a lot until Crowley stopped it and told the man to leave. But as he was leaving he said something and insulted Gil in some way and Halt just grabbed Crowley's coffee mug on his desk and threw it at the guy. He missed and the guy didn't get hurt (which was for the bets if they didn't want to deal with more meetings) but Halt definitely got into trouble.
Image Description: A post on an unknown website by an unknown user on November 12 of an unspecified year that says:
"This is the letter my best friend made me when I was in ICU with short term memory loss."
READ THIS
Hi Jo, you've lost your short term memory. This paper will update you on your condition, as your memory right now only lasts about 5 minutes, so you're continually asking the same questions.
Where am I?: You're in the ICU at [censored name] – yes, this is the hospital you like.
What is today/How long have I been sick?: Today is Tuesday May 31, 2011. You've been in the hospital since Monday May 30, 2011 at 1pm. You started feeling weird Sunday night after getting back from the campgrounds with your brother and father. You were also dehydrated during the weekend, and drinking pedialyte. You were vomiting, had a terrible headache, and were not able to be aroused (lolz whats new?) when you fell asleep. You also were running a fever.
What's wrong with me?: You have an infection. Your biggest symptom right now is short term memory loss and confusion. You're able to hold a conversation, but you go through the same series of questions again and again. It's like 50 First Dates. They're not sure right now, but they've ruled a lot of stuff out. It could be meningitis, which can cause memory loss and some of the earlier symptoms you had (fatigue, nausea, vomiting, headache). As of my typing this up (4:30pm), they did not have a diagnosis (or as [censored name] would say, diagnoses.) They did a CAT scan, and you didn't stroke out or have a seizure, and you haven't bumped your head so they're confident that this is temporary.
MENIGITIS!? How do I get an infection that rots my brain?!: It's airborne, and it's an inflammation of the spinal cord or something. It's a serious condition but everyone seems confident that you'll be fine when the antibiotics kick in.
Are the kids okay?: The kids are perfectly fine and they aren't showing signs of any illness or infection. [Censored name] is on formula and is doing surprisingly well on it and you're pumping and dumping just in case.
Does my family know?: Yes, your family knows. [Censored name] is flying out tomorrow and your grandmother might be coming with her. No, your grandma didn't speak in tongues, but she did sob. You called her a dipshit. You've spoken to your mother twice [censored word] and all of your family has called to introduce themselves to me lol. They're being updated continually.
I have to pee.: You have a catheter, so feel free.
Did we get the house?: Yes, and you've known that since Friday. You get the keys on the 22nd of June. This is the 31st of May. Yes, you for sure got it.
Why does this lady look so familiar?: That's your nurse.
Holy shit these floors are so fancy for a hospital room!: Yeah bro, I don't know what your fascination with the floors is, but you've said that like 800 times.
End Image Description]
I was trying to find the original post and found one on Imgur that matches with the same image and working, but it was posted on March 6, 2013. It was linked on Reddit a few hours later. I suspect the Imgur post is original and op's image is a repost somewhere else.
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For completeness @quecksilvereyes elsewhere in replies shared the link to the original Reddit post, which includes the friend weighing in with FAQs and an update from the OP. Apparently it was a bad med reaction from faulty prescribing, not meningitis; the OP had continued disability and symptoms for at least two years afterwards but was making progress; and the friend posted a pic of the apparently-fancy hospital floors, but until I sort out a VPN to view imgur links again I can’t see their glory for myself.
Reproducing it here below so it’s added to the ID!
Being asexual and racist is embarassing as fuck. Being racist at all is obviously embarassing as fuck but the amount of racism and especially antiblackness i have been seeing from asexuals recently is obscene.
One of the only asexual activists is Yasmin Benoit, a Black woman. She has raised so much awareness for the community. She was the first asexual person to lead Pride in London, she started the #thisiswhatasexuallookslike movement and is THE leading voice for the community.
And you all will celebrate international asexuality day on April 6th but we wouldn't even have that if she hadn't cofounded it.
Edit: why are you all too scared to repost this. Cmon. Be vocal about being against racism
Racism against Indians is actually a little insane when you consider how widespread it is even among liberals and leftists . Even people who consider themselves to be progressive will laugh at call center or tech support jokes. All scammers are inherently indian. It’s okay to laugh at jokes making fun of Indians for their feelings towards animals or how they drive. India is inherently backwards and dirty so it’s okay to make jokes about getting food poisoning from even looking at indian food
“why are trans women excluded from this women’s space while trans men are welcomed with open arms???”
you look inside and the trans men and transmascs being “welcomed with open arms” are being misgendered, abused, pushed towards detransitioning, and the ones that are seen as too masculine to be treated as women-lite are being kicked out of the space the same as trans women
i’m just so fucking tired yall. you can talk about bad things happening to trans women without assuming the opposite must be true for trans men, you know that right?
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