A Norwal Life

[nowewal]

During Today’s D&D session...

One of my fellow players made the connection that “minor illusion” could be used to basically create VR, and was able to make a NPC believe that they had magically moved locations.

Sometimes I am amazed by how much we overlook some of our characters abilities.

[nowewal]

Me: *makes sure to double and triple check every detail*

Me: okay. I’m ready to send this.

Me: *clicks send*

Me: oh no *begin panic because I can’t go back and most definitely have missed something*

[nowewal]

*slaps phone in anger because if I throw it it’ll break*

[nowewal]

I try to have an ongoing crisis because you never know when the middle of your life is going to be.

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“And I will hate them forever for a week” is by far the best sentence I’ve ever heard.

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I want to be the sort of dog owner that tells everyone that my lovable pup, who loves everyone it comes in contact with, doesn’t usually let strangers pet them; so that everyone feels special.

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I want to be someone’s idea of perfect...

But...

I am so damn afraid that that person, the one that looks at me and says “this, this is what I’m looking for,” is going to be just like me and think that I’m too good for them or some shit like that.

I’m so afraid that this person will do what I do and kinda watch from afar as I go about my day.

Thinking that everything I do is amazing.

And then watch as I slowly lose hope that anyone will ever look at me that way.

For I am losing hope.

The hope that sparked when I read my first romance novel. That someone would be willing to cross literal oceans just to be with me.

But, while I cross oceans, it seems that others barely manage to step over that puddle.

[gonebynow]

I have this planner with these absolutely ridiculous pages with like “motivational” quotes on them that are just these bullshit things like “Let your heart sing” and “Always believe in your dreams”

and like that’s always struck me as such meaningless bullshit, I’ve always hated those. They’ve never had that element that truly motivates me.

So, I took matters into my own hands and I made my own artsy motivational wallpapers. Enjoy.

[mias-back-from-the-dead]

have i seriously lived long enough to experience the resurgence of demotivational posters’s natural evolution into shitposting motivationals

[more-midwest-mumblings]

Yaaaassss

[mdmshakespeare]

@midwestmumblings, maybe we can create our own line of planners and hire this artist to make the decorations

[nowewal]

I can feel the sarcasm in the conversation with my friends.

“We got older since three years ago”

“What”

“No way”

😂😂😂

[nowewal]

Today I was complaining

Today I was complaining to my friend Malachi that I wanted something from the other room but I was lounging on the couch all comfortable.

He looks at me and says “Go! Chase your dreams!” Waving his arms dramatically, indicating that I should just go get it.

I sigh, equally dramatic, and say “But that takes moving...” and groan as I sag into a deeper lounge.

[nowewal]

My best friend lives in my house...

And it’s extremely useful cause now we don’t have to send things to each other. We can just snort and trade screens.

[tagaston-blog]

For any of you who are writing ‘across the pond’-here is a little guide I put together of some common differences between British and American English!

[paintmeahero]

I’m not sure a Wardrobe IS a closet. I thought a Wardrobe was a piece of furniture in which you stored clothing, and a closet is a niche built into the wall with a door, in which you stored clothing. Also, I’ve never heard anyone refer to makeup in the US as anything but makeup. Cosmetics is kind of a formal word. 

[heywriters]

Yeah, about a third of these are dependent on varying factors like region and age group. 

My American family definitely says “tights” and not “pantyhose.” Older generation still says pantyhose sometimes, but we most commonly say nylons. I believe I’ve heard natives of the UK say “nylons” as well, though my sister insists she’s only ever heard them refer to them as stockings. 

Many Americans do say “tap” when referring to a faucet. My household always says faucet, but some friends’ households always say tap.

I think some of the British words on this chart depend on the region/age as well. I also suspect the British watch more American telly/cinema than most Americans watch British TV/movies, so it’s possible they pick up more American terms than one would expect.

In public, Americans often say restroom instead of “bathroom,” and I recently had one English customer ask me to direct him to the lavatory. 

Vacuum vs. hoover isn’t on here! I love that one. When cleaning, Americans always say vacuum and the English always say hoover. Never heard either group switch one for the other! Possibly because the name “Hoover” has a bad rep in U.S. history, but in England the brand became synonymous with the device. America has done that with Band-Aids (known as plasters in UK), but we also say “bandage.”

My favorite part about queue is the British also use it as a verb “to queue.” Americans must say the whole thing “wait in line.” We don’t have a ready verb for that action, probably because queueing isn’t as big in our cultural history ;)

And sometimes simply the grammar is different. Americans will say “went to the hospital” or “is in the hospital,” whereas British always dispense with “the” and just say “went to hospital” or “is in hospital.” 

meh, I’m easily fascinated by this subject. i made my own shortlist of UK vs US words, but you can also find books and probably even whole websites on the subject that will prove better research material. Likewise, Urban Dictionary has helped me out a lot in understanding UK lingo. 

[painted-blue-spirit-lady]

as a canadian this is just wild because we literally just switch between the us and uk versions constantly. its just like “oh, synonyms”

[nowewal]

Sleep. Sleep is good.

But am I doing that?

No.

I am looking at my phone counting down the minutes that I have to sleep, knowing that I need sleep to go to work properly in the morning.

Yet here I am.

On tumblr.

Posting about how I should be sleeping

[anastasias-not-disney]

*My dad and I shopping for college* Dad: y'know, you’re just like your mom. Intelligent, kind, going on to get an education.

Me:*attempting to push open a pull door* what about you?

Dad: Oh, I can see myself in you clearly.

[nowewal]

The reason we have emotional support animals is because, sometimes, all we need is a presence. Someone who never asks questions, always just loves you, no matter what.

Sometimes we need someone who will come up to us when we emotionally distraught and just press their face against yours, or just lay their head on your lap. Someone to gently push your hand away from your face so you can focus on something else for a moment. Something that isn’t triggering. Something that isn’t going to make you angry, sad or frustrated.

Story time:

I love travel. It is something I fell in love with and love to do. I love to live out of a suitcase and see new things and meet new people.

I have decided to not let my anxiety, depression and many other problems stand in the way of my traveling to see the places I feel I want to see.

So a few months ago I decided that in the beginning of 2019 I would move to France. A big decision. But someone showed me a way that it could easily happen.

The only problem to my plan; I can’t take my emotion support dog Sammy with me.

To many expenses, too many limitations, plus she hates travel so it would be horrible for her.

So, after contemplating, and, because I am religious, praying about it. I came to the conclusion that it was best if she and I went separate paths.

So I put her up on KSL, I told people at work that I’m selling my dog, I told anyone on Facebook I could find that my cute dog was available and she comes with all her stuff cause I don’t need a kennel with no dog.

A month and a half has gone by and I still have Sammy. We have met so many people, I have been stood up at parks by more.

But today, after so many problems popping up for me even getting to the park where we said we would meet, this wonderful couple meets my dog. They love her and after she warms up she loves them to.

They were wonderful people and I had a great feeling about letting them have my baby dog. So I let them take her, all her things were in their car and I said goodbye.

I walked inside and cried and all I wanted was her back, I wanted to hold her, I wanted her to put her head on my knee. But she wasn’t there. She was the reason for my tears.

After about 45 minutes I get a text from the people who had just taken her home. Their landlord said no. They can’t have her. And it wasn’t because they had miscommunication or anything, it was just that he looked at her and said “no. If you keep her, you have a month to find a new place.” Even though they already had a dog.

I don’t fully understand how it happened, but I have my dog back. And I’m angry, sad, happy and confused.

[nowewal]

When you have a plan

People keep on telling me to make a plan, get a plan, do something.

So I made a plan.

And life (I swear) looked at it, laughed, and said “fuck that, let’s have some fun messing all this up”

[slimetony]

*SLAMS FIST ON TABLE* ow