Lyme and Coconut

My name is Ashley, and I'm chronically ill with Lyme Disease. This is my primary blog for humor, politics, animals, chronic illness etc. My fandom blog is livebloggingmydescentintomadness.

[fibro-memes]

[fibro-memes]

[fibro-memes]

[toroidalearthtruther]

there seems to be a fundamental disagreement between microwave oven manufacturers and the producers of microwave meals over whether the customer should know the wattage of their microwave or if such details should be abstracted away from them

[toroidalearthtruther]

the microwave rice demands 800 watts of power for 2 minutes, but all the microwave can offer me three settings: one low, one high, and one somewhere in the middle. I turn it to the one in the middle as I happen to know 800W is the average power of most microwaves. the light comes on and the bag of rice starts slowly turning, but rather than hearing the usual rumble of the microwave, I instead start hearing short snippets of conversation - words snatched from the ether. the lights flicker and a chill runs up my spine. the voices remind me of those "spirit boxes" ghost hunters use. I double check the setting on the microwave. "ah," I say, remembering that I had set it to medium,

[lactating-deactivated20220703]

“make friends” who am i doctor franking stein

[werewolf-transgenderism]

on my slides for my class about Frankenstein today

[scribeherself]

having a best friend who meets your level of freak is unmatched. you present them with the most unhinged, deeply buried thought from the depths of your psyche and instead of blinking blankly they just go "oh absolutely"—and I think that mutual brain rot like that is the highest form of intimacy actually.

[life0verflow]

[albva]

[albva]

um. i think that will make an even awkwarder silence

[sleepynegress]

Okay... so this is right up my alley. More weird whimsy and quirk in the romance genre... and more jaded suffer-no-fools women, instead of the creepy age-gaps, please and thank you

[umber-cinders]

I WILL WATCH THE FUCK OUT OF THIS! Monster romance books prepared me for thiissss!

[elizmanderson]

just FYI it's based on a short story called The Wicker Husband which I read here despite the small print because I could only find the opening elsewhere (the place it was originally published online is gone, but the author, Ursula Wills-Jones, says she hopes to see it in print soon!)

[pomgore]

i love learning about animals ive literally never seen or heard of before. what amazing diversity of life on this planet earth. what the hell is a japanese serow

[pomgore]

goat dog

[thememedaddy]

[sreegs]

Indeed! There is but one person who could send la correspondance so foul. This... message anonyme. Filling the inbox of the tumblr blog of the victim with such malice.

And that posteur is... someone in this very room.

[elisecairo]

[katherynefromphilly]

As someone who was alive when Bob Ross (and William Alexander before him — that’s where the approach is from) was on PBS, I can 100% testify that you can paint along with him.

You may need to learn how to set up your paints and such… but this is what people did, live, while the show aired. That’s what the show was for. I had family members create lovely works of art they enjoyed, which I still have on my walls, because William Alexander and Bob Ross both said:

SCREW METICULOUS CLASSICAL ART PRACTICES — JUST GRAB A PALETTE KNIFE AND BIG OLD BRUSH AND PAINT!

They freed a whole generation of people who were taught to paint detail and realism and exact representation of reality — people who largely gave up this kind of thing because it got tedious.

I watched the joy of family members as they rediscovered art as a messy fun spontaneous half hour activity.

Give it a try.

[antirpg]

I’m glad ppl on tiktok are doing ok

[ofide]

good lord

[lifeofcynch]

[ghostaquarius]

[normal-horoscopes]

YEAH I GOT NOTHING

[vonlipvig]

i don’t understand a single sentence in this and i’m ok with that

[xek-xek]

I haven’t stopped saying “it’s called quantum jumping, babe”

[arirna]

I would genuinely like to know who to blame for making these children so disconnected from the concept of imagination that they think the simpler explanation for what they’re doing is that they’re projecting their consciousness into one of infinite realities where fictional characters are real.

[esoanem]

[judgejudyofficial]

topical :/

[goldcrescent]

WHY IS IT TOPICAL

[animefacialrecognitionsoftware01]

Me shouting at my rash ointment

great post everyone

[kowsheennya]

[shower-thoughts-last-responder]

[no-one-offical]

‎

[aceal0tl]

@hellsite-hall-of-fame

[jackkdaniels]

extremely good trope: injured character sees their own blood on someone else who's otherwise unscathed and gives a concerned "are you hurt?" double points if they're so injured they're barely lucid

[inadvertently-biblical]

PARKS AND RECREATION - 2x01

[jewish-joy]

Last year, I befriended a Catholic seminarian. We've gotten to be pretty decent friends. Seeing as he was staying in town for the summer and I wasn't, I entrusted him with caring for my plant.

He did a wonderful job, but as he was returning my plant to my custody, he explained "I watered her every other day, I gave her new dirt, moved her into the sunshine, prayed the rosary-"

"What?"

He looked at me, confused. "Isn't she a plant you pray with?"

"No," I said slowly. "She's a prayer plant. That's the... colloquial name of the plant."

Upon seeing his stricken face, I realized something went wrong. Turns out, this entire time, he's been including my plant in on his prayers and leaving her near icons.

Listen, totally cool. My plant becoming Catholic is a great deal for her not dying over the summer. But now I must navigate this interfaith household. Keep me in your thoughts.

[jewish-joy]

#i love prayer plants but they're fussy so I don't keep them#can we have a picture op they're so pretty

Behold, Dorothea

(Naming my plant "Gift of God," and then giving her to a seminarian with just the explanation that it's a prayer plant? Okay, that's my bad.)

[biglawbear]

Oh my goodness she is so lovely and full! And she's flowering!! That's a happy maranta indeed