Trying to figure out which variety of my varied opinions about the B-wing will bring me the most happiness
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Trying to figure out which variety of my varied opinions about the B-wing will bring me the most happiness
Study by Krenz
I’m going to have to stop leaving an ‘I’m bald.’ option on music polls. CHOOSE
but i'm bald,,
everyone more pretentious than me is an insufferable poseur and everyone less pretentious than me is a clueless philistine
romantic and sexual partner.
T shirt that says “I ❤️ getting laid” & then on the back it says “to REST” with a photo of a coffin + the name & phone number for a local cemetery. Please follow for more advertising ideas
Forget about torturing your blorbos, putting them through the ringer. I'm putting my blorbo in perfectly ordinary, pleasant situations. Their tortured personality will cause them anguish anyway, making an absolutely mundane scene into the most dramatic, agony filled affair as though the world is ending and it's all their fault
wanted to draw that one scene in girls like girls but with my ocs
I was starting to get into Marcus Aurelias and then I saw some post that was like "Marcus Aurelias: I have some great insight about virtue *executes a slave*" and like, I'm not going to stop reading and finding value in Meditations, except that I'm going to be delayed by being mad at you. What the fuck do you think you're doing? Who the fuck do you think you're serving? Now say something beautiful and true
The mind commands the body and it obeys. The mind commands itself and meets resistance.
saw a post on bluesky about reimagining The Iliad as a mecha war and that idea goes unbelievably hard. achilles in his legally distinct gundam cutting through dozens of enemy suits. aggamemnon in his gold-plated mech. paris using a long range sniper rifle to exploit a design flaw in achilles' armor. the gods are all various megacorps who have a stake in the war bc it'll impact their profits.
The Eclipse: Courtship of the Sun and Moon (originally L'éclipse du soleil en pleine lune) is a French silent film made in 1907 by director Georges Méliès.
everyone post your biggest hear me outs my friend just showed me two conventionally attractive white men in a row i need to teach him what a real hear me out is
.world's largest excavator- nay, world's largest vehicle- the bagger 288
.also, scale reference! just the wheel is 70 feet in diameter
'here's a real hear me out' >>posts world's most conventionally attractive piece of machinery
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
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,
Look I know this is a scientific publication but you don’t understand— we need to include milk and cookies in the photo. We have to. Otherwise the science suffers
Caught myself spiraling and then remembered it's just my body not wanting to exist in these temperatures