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Bless you Jack, asking me about my OCs when like all of them are from the Clone Wars. But here’s a clone boy you might like.

🖊Teal! Teal is a medic under Jedi General Magg Teff. He’s kind of a nervous, twitchy thing. He fidgets a lot and can’t seem to stand still and talks too fast and trips over his words. But for all that, he has rock-solid hands while treating his patients, and he’s wicked smart. He’s like the nervous, brilliant professor who could almost tip over into mad scientist, except he’s a clone medic.

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cryingalonewithfrankenstein replied to your post “Lo, on this day, 31 years ago, I was born.”

happy birthday!!!

Thank yoooouuuu!

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yo, happy birthday!!

Thank yooouuuuu Jack! <3 <3

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Talk about transgender things at work. Slight misuse of pronouns, if only to illustrate how our thought processes went.

So there’s this person at the store I used to work at who we all just thought was a butch lesbian, and we weren’t gonna question it or anything; there were quite a few of us LGBT employees there and we were all pretty welcoming, and we didn’t pry into other people’s business all that much. And I don’t think any of us wanted to ask if this person preferred different pronouns, because we didn’t want to make the assumption that because she was kind of androgynous-looking that she was somehow not actually a woman or less than a woman or whatever. I know I certainly thought that way, didn’t want to make wrong assumptions. But I just found out that she is actually a trans man, and has been letting us misgender him this whole time because he said it was easier than having to explain things, and more comfortable than being out to everyone, and he’s just used to it. And it’s weird now that I know, because my old coworkers still call him “she”, and I cringe when I hear it but I can’t correct them and out this guy in front of the store. And I feel so bad for having misgendered him for so long, but I don’t know how to make it up to him either.

I dunno if there was a point to this. I just needed to say it to someone. But if anyone has any advice, I’m listening.

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I set the source to the comic's page, but I guess I forgot to hot link in the caption :X

No worries–I just didn’t notice the source link. Thank you for posting the comic! I haven’t read any XKCD in way too long. 

Edit: Gah, very sorry. I meant to answer this privately. 

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cryingalonewithfrankenstein said: Holy SHIT. I think the last time our air was that bad was ten years ago when half the friggin’ state was on fire.

holyromanempress said: I hope all this shit calms down soon, friend; I’m worried about you and your city. :(

Thanks friends.  The weird thing is, I’m worried about other people, but I know if I can sit tight I’ll be okay.  That may sound narcissistic, prolly is, but when one of your earliest memories is waiting in the car with a bag of toddler toys because you might be evacuating, it sticks with you.  Things are bad, but we’ve only had a handful of deaths, all of them people directly fighting the fires (not to say that’s okay, but underlining that civilians are safe), and while it’s definitely a crisis, it is being handled.  The libraries are staying open to give people respite, shelters and churches are stepping up, the hospitals and clinics are in go time mode.  We’re getting firefighters in from all over the country, and from Australia and New Zealand because...okay we’re really on fire over here, no denying that, but people are coming together to do the best they can, and that’s helping a lot.

Me having a morass of medical and psychological problems is just par for the course vOv  And it IS an excellent study.  Series of studies.  In short order.  Keep in mind I have actively worried before that I can’t ever accurately write about a broken bone because I’ve never had one.  I dig that kind of misery.

My optimism may literally be the death of me, but at least I won’t have to figure out who gets my stuff, that’s all on you suckers