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i know there’s the joke that as kids we thought that the bermuda triangle and quicksand were way more serious than they actually are but you know what else i thought was a notable danger? whirlpools. i thought they just kind of popped up in the ocean randomly and sucked down giant ships to the bottom of the ocean and it was a big problem.

do you know how many recorded cases there have been of whirlpools sucking down large ships? zero. it’s never fucking happened in real life.

lesbianshepard

what i thought whirlpools were like

vs the actual third largest whirlpool in the world

horreurscopes

there is literally no logical, emotional, aesthetic, philosophical, moral, or sexy reason for the sun to be gone at 4.30 pm

pandoraborn

Has anyone else noticed that as a society, we're shamed for wanting to sleep? Sleeping in is bad, naps are only okay if they're 20 minutes, you cant be tired unless you're a <insert career/lifestyle choice here>, so on and so forth.

I mean, I think we all need to spread our blankets out, cuddle a pillow, and go to sleep. Everyone needs more of it, fuck this "it's not productive" nonsense. It's okay to sleep, it's okay to want to sleep. You're not lazy because of it.

tiktoks-for-dead-pope

biglawbear

Please… Please tell me… This was scripted…

queersona

Can someone transcript this?

frightgothcar

@queer-anna

Middle-aged white man in a grey button-down with black glasses speaking in front of a classroom of older teenagers: Hey, guys, listen up, I just wanna take a second to address because I know there have been some complaints with the pronoun issues and I just want you guys to know that I’m working on it. I respect all of you and your lifestyle choices, and in fact, last weekend I even went to the district’s mandated Gender-Bread Man Training.

(Flips slideshow to a picture of the gender-bread person)

Male-presenting student, loudly with their hands cupped around their mouth: It’s a Gender-Bread Person.

Man, shouting: WHATEVER! WHATEVER! I went to the training, okay?! All I’m asking in return from you guys is for you to stop calling me a boomer! I’M NOT A BABY BOOMER, YOU GUYS! I’m NOT A BOOMER!

The class, in unison: Okay, Boomer.

queersona

thanks!!

slutty-goblin

just to add some background, the tiktok is from the teacher’s account, he’s making fun of boomers who are actually like this, please don’t attack him for letting his students have fun at his expense

fagsystem

Hey reblog this version instead, guys, this is satire and for our enjoyment. Make fun of boomers, not this teacher

breakfastburritoe

Are you a fisherman because I think you’re a reel catch

vanity-without-sanity

You spelled real wrong.

breakfastburritoe

Throw this one back into the water boys we’ve got ourselves a city slicker

mintgoth

just learned that the word “ferret” is derived from the Latin word furittus meaning “LITTLE THIEF” and that a group of ferrets is called a BUSINESS and i am absolutely pleased with this new knowledge

Some happy thoughts my way would be really appreciated right now.

I woke up feeling super sick, now it seems to have moved to a stomach thing, my pup at home is having a hard time lately and I'm devastatingly sad about it, I have an exam tomorrow I feel 0% prepared for, and a myriad of other things are going on. It's just one tough day and I'm sure tomorrow will be better, but it's still not a fun time.

#tlmb #sad #to delete

mysharona1987

giasesshoumaru

This is the full question and response in case anyone is curious. It’s awesome.

Dear Care and Feeding,

My wife and I and our 4-year-old son were out to dinner last week. It was a medium-nice restaurant, not fast food, but not super fancy either. My son is a normal, active little boy, and it’s hard for him to sit through a whole dinner, so we let him explore the restaurant a little. I noticed our waitress giving him the hairy eyeball, so we asked him to stop running. He was pretty good about it after that, but he did get underfoot when she was carrying a tray, and she spoke to him pretty sharply to go back to our table and sit down. I felt it was completely uncalled for, and she should have come and spoken to us personally instead of disciplining someone else’s child.

I tipped 5 percent and spoke briefly to her manager, who gave noncommittal replies. My wife agrees with me, but when we posted about it on Facebook, we got a lot of judgy responses.

—It’s Hard for a 4-Year-Old to Sit Still

Dear Sit Still,

Yeah, this is your fault. It’s hugely your fault. Of course it’s hard for a 4-year-old to sit still, which is why people usually stick to fast-dining establishments while working on restaurant manners. It’s why one parent usually responds to a fidgety kid who wants to “explore” by taking him outside the restaurant, where he can get his wiggles out while not taking laps around servers precariously carrying trays of (often extremely hot) food and drink.

A kid “exploring” a restaurant is not a thing. When you did intervene, it wasn’t to get him back in his seat. It was just to instruct him to “stop running.” You weren’t parenting, so a server did it for you. She was right. You were wrong.

Your son is not ready to eat at a “medium-nice” restaurant again until he is capable of behaving a little better. You can practice at home. You can practice at McDonald’s. You can try a real restaurant again with the understanding that one of you may need to take him out when he starts getting the urge to run an obstacle course.

I doubt that you will do this, but I encourage you to return the restaurant, apologize to the manager for complaining about your server, and leave her a proper tip.

Mend your wicked ways.

simon-newman

When parents need to be parented by online strangers.

cejayce

Who goes into a restaurant like, “yes son, we have dominion over this establishment and grant you permission to eXpLoRe”

oatmealaddiction

God when I was working as a waitress, I had someone’s kid run up and kick me really hard in the shins. It actually really hurt and I was carrying food at the time. And their parents were like “Oh you know kids,” and didn’t scold him at all. Get control of your kids before you take them out to eat.

freshbrewedlife

prettypicsdelightfultips

http://www.prettypicsdelightfultips.tumblr.com

doomedvoyages

it’s jsut fucked up that we bred pigeons to be our companions and then when we no longer had use of them we just abandoned them and now we treate them like menaces and pests and people want them dead they are our FRIENDS

doomedvoyages

I was drunk but right

Today's the two year anniversary of my grandma's passing and I didn't have much time or energy to focus on it earlier in the day, but y'all I fucking miss her!! So much!!! I don't think I've ever really dealt with that grief, which is something I intend to address somewhat soon, but I really fuckin miss her and nobody ever tells you just how hard losing family is.

#real real sad #tlmb #tw death

I have a pretty intense project proposal for a PhD-level course due tomorrow by end of day, and I have absolutely nothing (but the bare bones of an idea) set up/done for it. I had 2 intense homework assignments last week, two tests and more this week, and the stress has really just gotten to me. I’m feeling so resistant toward doing this work and have spent most of my afternoon and evening absolutely freaking out over what I’m going to do. I could start tonight and work through tomorrow and turn it in, but we have a department-wide conference all day that I registered to watch/attend, and I’d really like to do that and have my Friday for myself. I think I’m going to give myself until midnight, though, and if I’m not super hustling and bustling and getting lots of work done, I’ll cut my losses and skip some of the event tomorrow to finish up. I’m taking a mental break right now, though, and during it I’ve been able to chill out and resolve some of my potential ideas, so I think once I get back at it (within a half hour), I’ll be much better off and able to crank a bunch of it out. It’s just incredibly stressful and I’m putting so much pressure on myself to be perfect, and I’m crumbling in the process.

#I've never considered myself an anxious person #but with all of the pressure I put on myself i really end up being super anxious #i've considered it before #but i'm really considering starting therapy and just seeing if it makes my daily/weekly/monthly/etc life better #or even if it helps me manage stress #i do think i'll be much better off once i get to clean my house and room and start exercising this weekend though #i just need to put myself in the right headspace #which i've been really bad at doing lately #because i'm letting the stress overcome me instead of trying to just get my dang work done #alright rant over feeling better gonna eat some ice cream and start work again #tlmb #me #grad school #stress

I've been having a whole, crazy boatload of body dysmorphia problems and snapchat memories is really making me feel beyond silly. I keep seeing photos from 3 yrs ago when I was CLEARLY much smaller than I am now, but I remember hating my body then and thinking I was huge and having no concept of my own size. It is such a weird, eye opening experience to look back on those photos and see what size I actually was vs what I thought. Anyways, this is a long way to say that ik not sure I'll ever understand my size thanks to dysmorphia, but these kinds of things make me at least feel a little less insane.

#idk #to delete #tlmb #tw body dysmorphia

Hi! I’ve been gone a while!

I don’t remember the last time I posted on here, and I’m honestly too lazy to check. I’m in a weird, weird time of my life and I have a lot of thoughts and updates and things to say, so here they are!

I moved to Colorado! I moved here for grad school (more on that in a sec) and ended up co-buying a house with my dad. So I’m officially a 50% homeowner. It’s really cool and fun but also crazy overwhelming. I love my house, though, and it makes me so, so happy to have a place to truly call my own. Colorado is great, too. It’s already colder than I’m used to for any month, especially October (it SNOWED a few weeks ago?), but I’m loving it and slowly (slowly) adapting, I think. I love this place, though, and I couldn’t be happier to move somewhere that feels so much like home SO so fast.

Grad school is hard. But grad school is also wonderful, rewarding, welcoming, challenging, and a million other things. Impostor syndrome has hit me time and time again while being here, and even when I do well on assignments and have good thoughts/questions in class, I find it incredibly hard to believe I fully deserve to be here (maybe a more dedicated post on that later). But I have some really cool friends who are really kind and wonderful and help with that a little. And the department I’m in is truly unbelievable, so no matter how much I feel like I don’t deserve it, I feel SO incredibly lucky to be here anyways.

More on these wonderful new friends. Some of them I feel like I’ve known a lifetime. One of my roommates is already one of my closest friends (the other’s still a bit of a mystery to us) and we hang out ALL the time. I love it so much, honestly. I have more friends from my department, and I truly could not be more thankful for how well I get along with some of them. I’ve been trying to branch out more and hang out with people more when the opportunity arises (instead of feeling like I’m some silly first year they couldn’t possibly want to hang out with) and it’s been so well-received. A few of my friends live ~3 mins away from me, so I spend a ton of time with them, and I’m so so grateful for them. One of them is basically the exact same person as me (lots more thoughts on that and why everybody thinks we’re dating later) and I feel so lucky to get along with him so well. Even in a perfectly platonic relationship, I truly could not feel luckier to have such a good, secure, perfect friend like this right off the bat. I’m gonna get emotional about friends so I’ll chill here, but I’ll have more to say later.

I GOT A SKI PASS. AKA I get to ski all season long!!!!! All the time!!! Whenever I want to/can! I haven’t been consistently since I was a kid and I’m SO fucking excited. I could not be more thrilled, especially to get in shape doing something so fun soon.

I’m avoiding homework right now so I’m gonna chill for a second and add more things later (lots to rant about, including fatigue, body dysmorphia, stress management, etc BUT lots more positive stuff too) to do that, but just here to check in and say I’m alive, I’m happy (mostly), and I’m doing well!

#tlmb #me #update #school #grad school

ablogforyoungmommys

While sitting in his high-chair, your baby drops the spoon. You get up, pick it up from the floor, give it back to Baby - only for him to throw it away on purpose.

If this scene sounds familiar to you, you might wonder why he does that. Is he rebellious and tries to upset you on purpose? Does he have a really silly kind of humor? No and no. In fact, your baby is busy conducting his very first scientific experiments. His brain is starting to understand two important concepts.

The first one is called “Cause and Effect”: When i throw away the spoon, mom picks it up. When i do it again, she does it again. Oh, yay!

The second is called “Object permanence”: When i throw away the spoon, it disappears - No, it doesn’t, mom picks it up! It’s still there, even when i can’t see it!

To fully grasp these concepts, your baby needs to repeat those experiments again and again and again. That’s annoying to you - but try to smile at your little scientist!