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I feel silly not having a pinned post so here we go !!
I’m Shane, I use he/him pronouns, and I’m living my best life 💪
I run some rp blogs…
Feel free to dm, send me asks, or any other silly things!! I’ll try to respond as much as possible‼️
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Watchu got there
a skull that connects to my spine hbu
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I often think about this time I was talking to a friend while she was smoking (politely downwind of me because I have asthma) and she said “I’m not a smoker. I only smoke when I drink.”
And then I, knowing her, asked her “Okay, how often do you drink?”
And she paused for a moment and then went “almost every day.”
Okay. So you’re a smoker then.
I love my friends they are very smart people but because they are people they sometimes miss things
Being the only person who doesn’t do drugs or regularly drink in a friend group of writers and artists sure is an experience let me tell you
I’ve witnessed a bunch of drunk creative and well read people decide to smoke weed out of a bell pepper and be disappointed that it didn’t taste spicy.
My friends. My stupid beautiful drunk and wonderful friends. There is no capsaicin in bell peppers.
Being around well educated and kind drunks also leads to situations that include sentences like “Hey I have some of that clean heroin leftover from the harm reduction center. Do you wanna try it?”
No thank you but I’m glad that the heroin that you’re doing is from a safe source. I love you.
i keep using 'blorbo' to refer to my own OCs to the point i forget its supposed to be a fandom term. yeah i know blorbo from my shows. and those shows? only airing inside my own brain and the dms of a few lucky friends, baby.
You listen to music regularly? Why? Have you even tried quitting? Could you quit? You get music stuck in your head? Wow. You're so ruined and music brained. I bet you make your partners listen to music with you when you have sex. Music addiction has really ruined a whole generation. You know it's not realistic to expect reverb in real life, right? You're probably so desensitized that you don't even feel anything anymore when you hear a bird singing that it wants some fuck.
I don't have a problem with people listening to music per se, but I do have a problem with the music industry exploiting & mistreating artists.
Personally, I abstain from all music in order to keep my hands clean but really music should just be illegal outright to protect musicians from abuse.
holy shit this person in the notes
@entities-of-posts
The Extinction?
Seconded
Remember when you could just close a fucking ad
You didn’t have to wait through the ad trailer for the x to appear, and then when you hit x you didn’t have to wait for the playable ad from the trailer to finish counting down before the x appears and then when you smash in fury that you don’t have to wait for the fucking App Store page for the ad to time out before another fucking x mocks you like oh maybe this time you can fucking get out of the fucking ad
You read stories about people being unable to accept ageing and crashing out by buying sports cars or pushing themselves too far athletically or whatever but my Refusal To Accept Ageing sticking point is that I just can't accept that I don't like sugar and junk food very much any more. I ate two chocolate muffins this morning and that was 1.75 muffins too many. I'm like "nooo I love sweet desserts I remember being super into sweet desserts" and the memories are from when I was like twelve. I like chicken salad now. I like carrot sticks. I eat carrot sticks and think "wow I'm really indulging today, carrots are one of the more sugary vegetables" and remind myself to make cucumber sticks next time. I bought a capsicum yesterday so that tonight I can eat plain white rice with charred capsicum and onion as a topping and I am genuinely looking forward to it. I MIGHT, if I am feeling adventurous, add a fresh tomato from the garden.
You have orthorexia. Just eat. It’s not dissertation worthy.
When the lizard part of your brain remembers that sugar exists, nothing bad will happen if you have a treat.
It must be great to have the psychic ability to armchair diagnose random strangers with serious eating disorders based on a single silly tumblr post, but I assure you that I do not have orthorexia, I have a changing taste palate, which is a perfectly normal thing to happen to somebody approaching middle age. Not that it's any of your fucking business but I have treats regularly, and just finished a tasty homemade mini pizza in fact. I'm sure it's difficult to see the details of other people's lives from up on your high horse, especially when they're people you don't know anything about, but someone approaching their forties finding that they now enjoy a ceasar salad more than a mars bar is not a symptom of an eating disorder. Sometimes people's tastes change and those tastes are different to yours. But thanks for the actively harmful and dangerous unsolicited advice, the way it was delivered with such confident condescension was so very helpful, and is also definitely how you should speak to a stranger with an actual eating disorder, should your random armchair diagnosing actually land accurately someday.
I literally CANNOT read the words "supine" or "prone" in anything without thinking about that post that's like "supine is when you lay on your s(u)pine and prone is when you lay on your pronis"
atheist quarterback throws a hail darwin
agnostic quarterback throws a hail maybe
christian pitcher throws a christian baby
Text of tweet under the cut because it is loooong.
But... Stochastic Parrots.
Here is Gebru's paper if anyone wants to read it (X)
the potion seller discourse is insane. cop walks into a chemist's lab and demands pure undiluted morphine. chemist says hey i don't make this for human consumption. cop insists repeatedly, crying, shitting himself. in no way is the potion seller in the wrong here.
"the potion seller is an asshole who should have just given the knight the potion!"
you would not last 1 day in customer service
No, see, he's an asshole for not giving the cop the potion to kill himself with.
See i would absolutely agree with this take but being directly responsible for killing the Knight would tarnish the Potion Seller's name across the kingdom. + the Knight is insisting he's going to die in battle anyways.
clearly this is why your url is pretend-wizard 🙄 we don't know that the potion seller can't make potions that let knights handle stronger potions, all we know is that the potions that the potion seller does have are too strong. if he is effectively a pharmaceutical supplier, he probably would be supplying to other potion sellers lower down on the chain to sell distilled & diluted versions of his potions. but this, like everything, is simply an inference. with our limited facts at hand, i choose to side with the worker rather than the landed gentry.
I once made a potion that kills you but the undying one drank it and lived and it ruined my reptutation so now i'm forced to weave small coats for beetle grubs. i cant complain the beetles have good money but now whenever im spotted on the street the peasants mock me and call me beetleboy
hi beetleboy LOL hows your beetles. loser
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Doing a final project in my stats class, we have to pick a subject and collect data on it. We need at least 100 data points, and I figured this blog is big enough that a poll on here could get to that pretty easily!
Doing my project on if it’s more likely to be born in certain months :]
I have gotten the OK from my teacher to collect data using a Tumblr poll, btw. I’m also going to have to send her this post as proof of where I got the data from / proof I didn’t just make up the numbers. So. Behave
The way I’ve figured out how to frame my urbanist arguments to people irl who are scared of being forced to give up their cars or something is talking about the lack of choice.
The way that a lot of car centric cities are designed leaves no freedom of choice for how to get around. Isn’t that unfair?
In mostly pedestrian or transit centric cities like New York or Tokyo or something there are still people who own cars. It’s perfectly possible to get around with a car.
In fucking Houston or whatever though there isn’t much of a choice. If you don’t want to get around without a car you suffer. The environment is actively hostile and dangerous for you.
Shouldn’t people have choice in how they live their lives? Right now where I live public transit is something for the desperate. Not an everyday form of transit. Isn’t that bad? Isn’t that an injustice?
Should you be forced to take on the expensive burden of a car to exist in this city? Shouldn’t the disabled and the young and the poor also have an easy way of getting around?
Okay maybe you personally will never give up your car no matter what. Even if it becomes inconvenient. But what about everyone else? Isn’t it stupid that they have no choice? Shouldn’t there be options? Isn’t it infuriating that there’s a way to give people more freedom of choice in how they live their lives in this city and nobody is trying to improve on that?
the problem with not having watched anime growing up is that when I watch anime now I am suddenly assaulted with psychic blasts in which I recognize the source for all mannerisms and aesthetics of my peers
anime character: [does a gesture with his hand]
me: [involuntarily skyrockets backwards through time while screaming]
you guys I am having a fucking moment over here because I just started hunter x hunter and I am faced with the strong possibility that my old enemy from study abroad based his whole personality on one of the characters
is this how cosmic horror protagonists feel when they receive secret truths about the universe that unravel their sanity? because I don’t know if I can keep mine burdened with the knowledge that I spent six months of my life violently beefing with someone who kinned this guy:
sorry for elevating the tags op im trying to reconstruct this scenario in my minds eye.
literally the first day I met him I was like “this guy talks and acts like he’s trying to be an anime villain” and somehow it didn’t occur to me that he was trying to be a specific anime villain.
he’s the guy from this post in which I really downplayed just how fucking weird he was because it distracted from the point of the story but oh my god. I swear to god he quoted lines from the show. he kept his fingernails filed into sharp points for slashing damage. he thought suddenly appearing behind you and grabbing you by the throat was a really funny way to greet you. do you know how much psychic damage I am taking from this revelation? do you know???? after our first fight he brushed himself off and said “oh what fun that was!” in this stupid voice, even though I’d kicked his ass. I can’t believe I thought I was maybe going to be murdered by an alcoholic hisoka kinnie. how do I un-know this.
hey! you’ll never guess what he’s up to now!
he works for the department of defense.