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To: You

Bonds broken long ago are difficult to mend.

I felt a need to write this. I hope it is some small measure of comfort or perhaps closure. I have followed those bittersweet writings for some time now and hoped that they were not about me. That illusion was shattered recently.

Forgive yourself. I would not have you linger on this for so long, well past the time of its value. It has taken me a long time to forgive you, but I have.

I cannot say that I regret the past, for it has led me to become who I am today. I am proud of that man. If I were to say that I regret one thing, it is that I traded a wonderful friendship for a terrible relationship.

Terrible in the scars it has left on both of us. The way I love has been changed forever, and I have gone through a lot of soul searching to discover that it has changed for the better.

I no longer ruminate on our world, consider letting it go as well. It had its time in the sun.

Things will never be the same between us. Move on and become happy, as you deserve. One day friendship may work. Time will tell.

I urge you to let it go. If not, it will only cause you further pain; and, despite it all, I would never wish that for you.

Be well.

The knives are more valuable than the forks. Do not tell the forks this. They believe the opposite, for there are more of them

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“Let your burns serve to remind you to check your hubris at my door.”

- Inscription on the bread oven at my restaurant (trans. Italian, c. 2020)

What if our hands met … in the kitchen ticket window?

Save an empty bitch,

Yeet Geese

#geesedefensetactics

Alternative Title: “13 Cats Demand to Be Fed at 6 am”

#My return was foretold

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human brain: you don’t need anymore dice

goblin brain: nnnngggg,,, plastic gems shinie,, prety,,,,make the clik-clak sound

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So I’ve always had this knowledge before but it just occurred to me that the first time Ron and Hermione truly saw Voldemort was when he walked into the Hogwarts courtyard with a dead Harry in Hagrid’s arms.

That was the first time they actually truly saw Voldemort.

Harry was alone went he went into the chamber in PS/SS.

He was (nearly) alone when he saw Tom in CS. I say nearly because Ginny was there but she was unconscious. Still, it’s entirely possible that she got a glimpse of him before he took her life away. A sort of Phantom of the Opera esque moment where he lured her down into the chamber and then she collapsed. But I digress.

He doesn’t appear at all in POA.

Harry’s the only (live) student in the graveyard in GOF.

They were not physically capable of being in the corridor to see him at the end of OOTP, no matter what the movies try to make you believe. (God the movies; they just—they just calmly stood there looking on I mean, really, Ron Weasley calmly stood there while Voldemort hovered over his friend? Yeah. There’s no way that’s canon. Ahem. Right. Digressing.)

He doesn’t actually appear in HBP and Ron/Hermione aren’t there to witness any of the memories.

They caught a glimpse of him during the Battle of the Seven Potters, I’ll give you that, we know Ron points out that he can fly so he must have seen him from a distance.

But no, it’s not until the end of Deathly Hallows that Ron and Hermione truly get a look at Voldemort. And it’s when Harry’s ‘dead’. Something about that is shocking but beautifully poetic. Only when Harry falls are they able to face Voldemort and stand their ground against him.

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I… I didn’t need this today.

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hey guys so apparently the boss baby was based off a book

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Yeah.

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Don’t Like That

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But wait, there’s more!

Watch the transitions from book to Dreamworks movie.

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I’m going back to bed

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Watching this (and fearing broken ankles with each loop) I can’t helping thinking about that old quote Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, except backwards and in high heels.

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But no, if you watch closely you’ll see she doesn’t even step on the last chair. That means she had to trust that fucker to lift her gently to the ground while he was spinning down onto that chair. That takes major guts. I’d be pissing myself and fearing a broken neck if I were in her place. Kudos to her.

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I can’t stop watching this.

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#I watched this for too long to not reblog

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Whoa.

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Okay so this is true, but a tiny part of a wider truth.

Ginger Rogers was a FUCKING BADASS. Ignore for a sec the rampant sexism in Hollywood (they once bleached her hair blonde in wardrobe without telling her beforehand), the fact that she fought her whole career against typecasting and stereotyping from fellow actors (Katharine Hepburn famously said of the Astaire/Rogers partnership “she gave him sex. He gave her class” ) for starting out in musicals, and went on to have a career lasting over fifty years, winning a Best Actress Oscar (Kitty Foyle, 1940). But… JUST focusing on the Astaire movies…

Not only did she dance “backwards” in high heels, the dances were a task in themselves. Astaire was an absolute perfectionist and choreographed for himself, so as a younger, less experienced dancer Rogers came in at a disadvantage and worked her ass off to match him.

Then there’s the filming complications… these numbers were filmed in ONE TAKE. So one thing goes wrong and you have to start over. Maybe you make a mistake or maybe your dress flies up because…

Ginger had to contend with her wardrobe. Dancing in heels is the norm at this time, but dancing in a dress designed for cinema cameras… not so much. They were heavy, embellished, uncomfortable, restrictive and cumbersome and essentially a third member of the dance, strapped to the body of one partner.Not only did she have to dance and look good, she had to control the dress too!

Take this routine from Swing Time… (it gets going proper at 1:30ish)

This dress has weights, YES WEIGHTS, sewn in to the hem to make it fly out and create a visual effect. So it’s heavy, it hurts if it hits you, and your partner gets mad if it hits him. So you gotta control it.

Well it turns out all these factors on this set, this particular day aren’t going so well. So you’re doing take after take, here’s no labour laws, so at 4am after 18 hours you’re still going, even though part of the routine requires you to spin up those curved stairs with no rail at high speed….

Okay so now back to those high heels. In Ginger’s autobiography she vividly remembers this night as the night she bled though her shoes. They did so many takes, her feet blistered, bled, and the white satin high heels she was wearing finished he night pink because they were literally full of blood. And still they keep shooting. She keeps dancing.

The take they use in the film is the last. Early hours. Bloody feet. And she spins, acts and bosses out until that last second. Because she was that professional, talented and bloody minded. This is the last set of spins…

So I say once again. Ginger Rogers was a badass.

She did everything Fred Astaire did backwards, in high heels, wearing a 20 pound dress, exhausted, injured and standing in a pool of her own blood. And watching her perform, you would never know.

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You go that right!😉😍

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That’s me in the corner! That’s me in the cor

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Losing my re-

corner!

Trying c o r n e r t h a t ’ s m

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“Daaaaad, I’m hungry!”

“Hello, Hungry. I’m Dad.”

The two embraced. At long last, father and son were reunited.

“I have returned to fulfill the prophecy, father—my one true destiny, to devour all of the glorious foods.”

It had been many, many moons since Hunger had seen his father, Dad, the all-powerful overseer of Mount Senses, after being tricked into exile by his scheming brother and rival, Thirsty. But now he would claim what was rightfully his: the prodigal feast.

“O, my son, how long you have patiently waited, subsisting solely on saltines from Mom’s enchanted purse, bottomless with preparedness. Your over-eager and desperate brother, Thirsty, commenting on all in your absence, unquenched and single, but now your noble quest achieved,"Dad’s eyes glistened with pride and emotion. "As the oracle prophesied, a great bounty of exquisite entrees, beautiful breakfasts, and delicious desserts have come together beneath one comforting roof. Behold, it is the Denny’s.”

Together, they gazed upon its magnificence.

They sat upon a throne-like booth, befitting the majestic mythological figures they were, as endless treasures arrived at their table; golden pancakes, the sweetest of syrups, eggs prepared in a myriad of styles. The feast was truly extravagant. Satiated and joyful, they relaxed and awaited their royal dessert. The son looked at his predecessor with great respect and admiration.

“Happy Father’s Day, Dad.”

And the father looked upon his son with great pride.

“Thank you, Hungry.”

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Also, according to the creator, she’s a little girl and not a cat..

http://people.com/celebrity/hello-kitty-is-not-a-cat/

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“I was corrected – very firmly,” Yano said. “That’s one correction Sanrio made for my script for the show. Hello Kitty is not a cat. She’s a cartoon character. She is a little girl. She is a friend. But she is not a cat. She’s never depicted on all fours. She walks and sits like a two-legged creature. She does have a pet cat of her own, however, and it’s called Charmmy Kitty.”

“ Her full name is Kitty White and she is a Scorpio who adores apple pie.” “She’s a perpetual third-grader. She lives outside of London.” “She has a twin sister,”

I am shocked rn. I never Knew Hello Kitty went this deep

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Nope I’m not havin it she is a cat

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Hello Kitty is a Cat

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Hello Kitty is a furry.

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A quick little something I knocked together, the patented tragic backstory generator ™ is the easiest way to give your character a mythically horrible origin.

(actual tragedy may vary, results are final and non-negotiable, i am not responsible for any tears you may shed while imagining the sad life your character must have led up to this point)