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"only a poor artisan blames his tools" is such bullshit, in almost every imaginable line of work the quality of the tools you have access to plays a massive role in the quality of the end product, sometimes in excess of the role played by individual skill! For example, some people have to code in javascript
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This is such a "common sense" way of putting it. Everybody memorize this for spitting it back out whenever needed.
Never thought I'd have the opportunity to say this again: Reducing women and girls to their vaginas and then forcing them to show those vaginas to strangers is not a feminist ideal.
It seems to not be known on a wider level, but slightly over a decade ago female athletes were subjected to inspection and then FGM was required if it was felt their clits were "too big". They were subjected to unnecessary, irreversible procedures that only impacted intimacy, because of a bizarre rule of there being a maximum clit length to perform in women's sports.
It has never been about "fairness" in sports. Men were not subjected to the same inspections and surgical requirements.
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No more sleeping with my phone within reach because I was having an extremely vivid dream that I was the victim of some sort of mass-poisoning. the notorious poisoner? "The Centipede Cult." They used a specific type of poison, referred to only by its chemical nomenclature, which I somehow remembered perfectly upon waking. It went: □□ Na({}^{2})
Because that makes sense. Anyway, this poison would submit me to its well-known and much-feared symptom: "17 Day Paralysis" in which you're paralyzed for exactly 17 days and you only chance of survival is to be on full machine support for 17 days.
Just before the medical team intubated me I remembered I have a Zoom meeting with my academic advisor today (I actually do in real life) and I needed to email him to let him know I was the victim of a mass-poisoning and would need to reschedule.
I kept trying to type the "□" symbol in my dream but could not figure out how and gave up.
I woke up in real life to find I'd begun drafting an email in my sleep to my professor in the Gmail app. I was apparently using talk-to-text (I often do because of my hand neuropathy) but speaking in Irish, which talk-to-text never understands, so other than the words in English "poison" and "centipede" the entire email was complete nonsense.
I told my advisor about this and he said, "well, if you had been poisoned, I would have provided you whatever academic supports available to us."
Nishimoto Ryota
a piece of wood carved to fit perfectly into a zippered plastic bag
obsessed with this exchange in the replies
weewee the stowaway
wevrybody loves you weewee.
Poor girl broke her favorite sitting basket.
I’m sorry but this is the funniest thing I have ever seen ever in my fucking life her PEETS are STICKING OUT
If you haven’t seen the meme, it’s three photos of me showing my flapjacks to the judges and then a quote, I don’t remember saying this but apparently it’s how I talk, says “Started making it, had a breakdown, bon appétit”
James Acaster on his Bake Off experience - Cold Lasagne Hate Myself 1999
The Man The Myth The Legend
adhd will have you fighting for your life to do beloved hobbies that bring you nothing but joy
and BY GAWD, here comes Anxiety with a steel chair to remind you that you're not as good as the people that inspired you to get into the hobby!!
fucked that you can’t fix other people especially when you really care about them. Oh so im just supposed to be there for you while you suffer. like a useless cunt gargoyle
my mum just answered a spam phone call with "catholic horse cemetery how can I help you"
Sesame Street (1969-Present)
fries. envelopes. ive been awake for 18 hours can i go to bed now.
you know i think the fact that friends and enemies autocorrected to this and i didn't notice is reason enough i should sleep
saw someone post "I don't understand why anyone would have separate 'winter tires' unless they're just looking for things to spend money on" and looked at her account and she's from LA. which is funny but I think we're all guilty of similar behavior sometimes. if you see people spending time and effort on something that seems stupid to you it's worth considering whether you're the Californian in this scenario
I love browsing cover-up tattoo stuff when every once in a while there's someone asking "how do I cover up this unspeakably idiotic thing" and people are like "please do not cover that up, that's fucking amazing." You just have "shrimps is bugs" written on your leg now. That's your legacy.
Have you seen that one weasel tattoo that someone was asking coverup advice for? One of the best tattoos I've seen.
Found it!
