Everything I read about recovering from burnout is like “it takes months or even years to fully recover” and it’s like okay…. I have a weekend before I gotta clock in on Monday

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Everything I read about recovering from burnout is like “it takes months or even years to fully recover” and it’s like okay…. I have a weekend before I gotta clock in on Monday
why are all the actual real human jobs like baker and florist and childcare worker barely paying livable wages but the fake jobs like ai specialist boot licker or marketing campaign dick sucker making six figures
“The Shonen Protagonist joins The Organization” is such a cheap and easy hack for framing a narrative because the author never has to come up with a reason why the protagonist gets involved in each arc. It’s just that The Organization has a new Mission for the protagonist every time and the protagonist gets to say, “Righteo, thanks plot for telling me what to go do.”
Which makes Fullmetal Alchemist so much funnier because Edward Elric very very much does join The Organization. He’s in fact quite famous for joining The Organization. Where The Organization is a hostile fascist dictatorship with immense military power which is good at both giving orders and punishing defectors.
And yet over the course of the series Edward is so allergic to ever being told what to do that he in fact never ever goes on an Organization-Ordered Mission. And the exactly one time The Organization DID try to tell him what to do Edward hated it so much he fucked off and impaled himself at the bottom of a mineshaft about it.
[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over
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The Sweetest Tobacco
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Desc - you and your best friend Martin share a cigarette but you both know that you want to be more than friends so one thing leads to another and your lips aren’t only touching your cigarette
Tags - Martin is super down bad / fluff / kissing / underage smoking / vape mentioned / I don’t condone smoking / cigarettes are bad for you / I haven’t smoked in a year so sorry if it’s inaccurate / friends to lovers / situationship / short / not proof read
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“Yinnieee can I bum off you again my vape lowkey burnt out,” Martin chuckled holding his blue razz vape in his hand like it was a dead mouse.
“Those are ass anyways, here,” you kindly gifted him the cigarette from your lips, your pink tinted lipstick staining the orange paper. You watched as his fingers took a hold of your bitter sweet nicotine putting it to his own lips, the lipstick mark matching the print of his lips. You watched as he breathed in the nicotine, the end of the cigarette burning a bright orange. His eyes squinting slightly. Martin then pulls the cigarette away and lets the smoke linger in his lungs before breathing out a wonky grey circle, you laugh lightly at his failed attempt at a smoke ring.
“Cute,” you take back your cigarette and put it to your lips, his eyes immediately go straight to your mouth, his jaw tightening. He has never wanted to be a cigarette so badly, the indirect kiss wasn’t enough for him anymore, it was like he was craving you just as much as he was craving the nicotine on your lips.
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you have to forgive the printer because it's one of the most machine-ass machines we interact with on a day to day basis. that thing says kerchunk. hardly anything says kerchunk these days. you can't get mad at her when she kerchunks up a little.
Crazy that tech has gotten so bad that we're doing printer forgiveness now
if theres one thing that really pissed me off from my 3 years of architecture i took in high school it's learning about how we used to have all these little techniques to maximize or minimize heat or warmth and now we just merrily abandoned all those to have the same copypaste style buildings everywhere that are often INCREDIBLY unoptimized to the local weather and climate so we can just throw more money at our heating and cooling bills
where i live it is hot as balls approximately 80% of the year. i do not want a massive butt-ugly grey mcmansion with a huge echoey open-concept kitchen-livingroom-foyer-diningroom-staircase that has huge windows so i can have an hvac unit the size of a barge heaving and straining to keep it at a constant 72 the grees. i want a north indian traditional style home with small windows to force the airflow to cool, decorative grates to limit the amount of sunlight, and a COURTYARD with a POND *smashes unspecified large object*
I hate learning about instances of "oh yeah we know how to do that, we just don't".
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What do you mean “chat” is now referring to ChatGPT and not twitch chat? What? What? What the fuck? No?
When I address chat I am speaking to a presumed Greek chorus of real human people shitposting on their lunch break, not a machine that devours lakes to covert electricity into slop.
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice’.
please eat enough and drink enough water and get enough sleep. this is so that you have enough energy. because we need you to be writing and drawing porn on the internet
i feel like i’m cursed forever but other than that i’m doing alright