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happy Thursday the 20th
I’d have to wait months or even years for another chance to reblog this, so why the fuck not?
next days you can reblog this on a Thursday the 20th
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You know, just in case you wanted to set your queue for the next 6 years
HAPPY THURSDAY THE 20TH EVERYONE
Gryffindor: Hey, do you remember that idea you had the other day?
Ravenclaw: Hang on, I’m pretty sure I wrote a note about it somewhere.
Ravenclaw: *checks their notebook* Not here.
Ravenclaw: *checks their sticky notes* Nope.
Ravenclaw: *checks their memo app* Not there either.
Gryffindor: What’s this smudged on this tissue?
Ravenclaw: That would be what I was looking for!
so when i was 7 or 8 i’d “write letters to hermione granger” and set them out on the piano in the living room every night with my stuffed toy owl and every morning i’d have a letter from hermione back, sitting at the foot of my bed, and hermione and i corresponded like that for months and i’d just like to thank my mom for writing out a “letter from hermione” for me every single night
That is the cutest thing I’ve ever read oh my god
so when i was about the same age i got really into both ciphers and james madison (idk don’t ask) so i just randomly started writing these letters like i was james madison writing to my own spy ring, using all kinds of ciphers. constantly writing that WE MUST SWITCH CIPHERS THE BRITISH ARE ON TO US. and it wasn’t every night because the ciphers kept getting more complex, but it was about one every week for six months and my mother always responded. and she always found the letters, because i took to hiding them in increasingly more obscure locations because spies, obviously.
i didn’t realize how much work this was until i snuck down late one night for a cookie. and saw my mother bent over my giant book of ciphers and muttering to the dog “is this another code or can she not spell?” (i could not and still can not spell) and i was a bit angry at first but i kept watching and she KEPT AT IT. checking everything in that book against my letter and i never felt so loved. my mom with a full time job sitting up to figure out my silly letters said just because i enjoyed the game.
i got her this bio of james madison a few years ago for xmas with a simple number substitution cipher on the inside saying “In thanks for your dedicated years of service, your daughter and occasional President.” She still has it pride of place on her desk next to the obligatory kid pics
so yeah cute mom story for the day.
These are some of the best secret mom stories I’ve ever read, omg.
When you’re getting all comfy with your weighted blanket nest
ok but imagine a roomba that’s programmed to react positively when being scratched or petted
#or a roomba that’s programmed to recognize their owner and drive up to them for no other reason than to be petted
roomba company, please make this happen
I have a Neato Botvac that has an optical sensor to find its way around (Roombas just bump into things and derps off in a random direction) and yesterday it did its “dee-dummm” sad noise while under the couch, stopped what it was doing, and hummed over to me and stopped beside my chair, with its error message saying, “Please dust me off so I can see.” I wiped it off and sent it on its way, and it did its “doo doo do doooo!” of happiness and finished the living room. It’s never done that before, but I like to think that I’ve gained its trust over the past few months, and it knows it can come to me for help.
I think I like Mulaney because he tells stories like how I tell stories:
Repeats things for emphasis.
Comments on parts of the story while telling the story, “You know, like how you talk to an 8 year old.”
Adds unnecessary details because I need to be fully immersed in the story I’m telling you. They hold no weight at all to the story but are purely for my own satisfaction.
Inserts random pop culture reference because my mind is basically the Wheel of Fortune and things just seemingly are linked (when they probably really aren’t ).
Facial exaggerations.
(Tweet)
h/t: @kelpforestdweller
Either direction that could go is kind of worrying.
(That hospital is pretty worrying on its own, tbh.)
Avengers Assemble #11
written by Kelly Sue DeConnick art by Stefano Caselli
these are some of the greatest panels in Marvel history
Tony dropping his pants with minimal prompting is still the most in character thing I have EVER seen.
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Confirmed:
Unconfirmed. It’s a heterosexual song 100%
I wrote it and I’m gay as hell lmao
I love this photo of Tom Holland because he looks like a kid that’s been listening to his racist relatives argue over Christmas dinner for the last half hour:
him and that frog are about to go off
Bilbo: *goes on an adventure to slay a dragon & leaves Bag End empty*
The Sackville-Bagginses:
when the story is just not working, but you keep writing anyway
Current mood…
Reminder that she actually wins that season, so keep your head up.
Reminder that she constantly had trouble believing that she deserved to be there and her first few could best be described as ‘not the worst’.
And she won. She stayed positive, cried when she needed to, and kept going.
Once more:
Stay positive
Cry when you need to
Keep going
does anyone else remember that one scene in order of the phoenix where harry’s depressed and he wants to talk to sirius but ginny doesn’t know that and she thinks he’s sad about his bad date with cho so she goes to find him in the library and gives him some chocolate eggs and very carefully is like “you know, i’m sure if you just talked to cho you could sort things out” like ??? ginny has had a thing for this boy for years but she cares more about harry’s happiness than her own buried feelings to the point where she actually gives him some solid relationship advice? like these two really invented selfless romantic love huh
oh and lest i forget harry confides in her and only her and then this gem happens i’m really shedding tears over this on a saturday night
i keep thinking about that tribe of baboons where all the alpha males died from eating poison garbage and then the baby boy monkeys were taken care of by the lady monkeys and never got socialized to be aggressive so they all just live peacefully and groom eachother instead of fighting and killing eachother and its been generations of that, it only took 1 wipeout of the aggressive males to change the whole social order of the species i am crying they must be so much happier
……….I have an idea.
don’t we all
You’re missing half the story. When adolescent males from other groups came to join, they learned very rapidly that being an arsehole baboon was not fucking tolerated, and completely stopped the behaviour and integrated with the group.
Arseholes only thrive when you let them.
Only the aggressive males died; the non-aggressive ones didn’t go on garbage dump raids and so they survived just fine. This was about half the adult males in the troop. The suddenly-without-mean-competition males didn’t get aggressive and take over and start being giant jerks; they stayed the same pleasant baboons they had always been.
The researcher studying this troop was asked what he had learned about stopping violence in society and he said “Kill all the aggressive young males” and I think about that a lot.
Concept: You walk outside one night and notice that there are two full moons. A few hours go by and they don’t seem to move.
You stare up at them.
They blink.
You blink back. It’s only polite to return the greeting of the Big Night Cat.
I meant for this to be all spooky and ominous, but fuck it, this is way better. I love the Big Night Cat. She is beautiful. I support her.
please watch blazing transfer students on netflix, thanks.
