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parkchanwoohoo

Realizing that I am not employing enough of my free will to become a nuisance at work

raine-of-auroria

Me watching this:

cowboybarbaryn

I’m not letting this rot in the tags

my-dailydreams

charbroiledchicken-deactivated2

if it's good enough for you, then it deserves to be made. don't let anyone else decide if your story is worth it or not.

stivkun

A Virgin with a Unicorn (study of fresco by Domenichino)

inki-drop

"And he gave it to me for free, Bob!"

I saw this on bsky last night and had to draw the guy

vulcandroid

i will never be over the fact that during first contact a human offered their hand to a vulcan and the vulcan was just like “wow humans are fucking wild” and took it

roachpatrol

Humanity’s first contact with Vulcans was some guy going “I’m down to fuck.”

Vulcans’ first contact with Humans was an emphatic “Sure.”

trekheritageposts

star trek heritage post (September 5th, 2015)

bob-artist

My brain: You have so many tight deadlines. So many things on your weekly schedule. So many important jobs. You have to get important work done!!!

My hands:

inki-drop

"And he gave it to me for free, Bob!"

I saw this on bsky last night and had to draw the guy

werewolfetone

It kind of fucks with me that somebody killed ötzi the iceman because ötzi himself is like whatever but the silent presence of human hands that drew back the string of the bow that shot the arrow that killed him is crazy. the idea that there were various people involved in that situation and while one of them has had his last hours painstakingly reconstructed and studied to no end, the others now only exist insofar that an arrowhead had to get into his shoulder somehow. imagine killing someone and then suddenly your entire existence is only a vague shadow implied by the fact that you killed them. much to consider

werewolfetone

Testing the mummified bone marrow of ötzi to figure out his ancestry whole time there’s definitely another person, maybe more than one, standing in the room with us but I can never see or speak to them because I only know them through the assurance that they were there too in the form of one single arrowhead. I hate prehistory so much it’s unreal

angel-derangement

I hate it too tbh

elliot-amy

chaotic muppets interview

unashamedly-enthusiastic

These are the words of puppeteers who should not be up this early

itsmedemibones

yuttikkele

hey gamers I’ve started watching star trek does anyone else see the romantic tension between captain kirk and mr. spock

self-made-purgatories

watching the realization publicly dawn in real time in the comments is fucking amazing

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comments:

yuttikkele

I DIDN’T KNOWWWW

alexis-royce

I love how this functions as peer review. Modern researchers have still been able to replace past results. These bitches gay.

yuttikkele

happy 1 year chat

titsliker

theres a trump supporter in my media arts major and sometimes my professor will ask him something simple like "whats the difference between ethics and the law" and he'll (i kid you not) say shit like "uhhh its like. honestly i thought that was like the same thing" and then my professor will give the rest of the class a mischievous knowing look

titsliker

immortalbeingz

blood-orange-juice-deactivated2

daphneorsmthng

werewolfetone

It kind of fucks with me that somebody killed ötzi the iceman because ötzi himself is like whatever but the silent presence of human hands that drew back the string of the bow that shot the arrow that killed him is crazy. the idea that there were various people involved in that situation and while one of them has had his last hours painstakingly reconstructed and studied to no end, the others now only exist insofar that an arrowhead had to get into his shoulder somehow. imagine killing someone and then suddenly your entire existence is only a vague shadow implied by the fact that you killed them. much to consider

werewolfetone

Testing the mummified bone marrow of ötzi to figure out his ancestry whole time there’s definitely another person, maybe more than one, standing in the room with us but I can never see or speak to them because I only know them through the assurance that they were there too in the form of one single arrowhead. I hate prehistory so much it’s unreal

angel-derangement

I hate it too tbh

thoodleoo

the joy of working with middle school aged children is that, regardless of how long you've been doing it, they will always find novel ways to annoy and confuse you, which is okay because that's the natural state of the middle school aged child. anyway suffice it to say that for the past three weeks of school my 6th grade class has been greeting me at my door by lining up outside of it, playing the national anthem, and saluting me as i walk in.