Sunless Sea is coming to iPad 23rd of March!
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Sunless Sea is coming to iPad 23rd of March!
In celebration, we’d love to hear the stories of your captains. What have you experienced on the great wide zee?
Tag your stories with #zeestories and we’ll reblog!
Does anyone have any suggestions for something that makes noise softer but doesn’t get rid of it all together? My family loves going to the movies, but it’s hard because they are so loud. But, if I can’t hear the movie at all that will also kind of defeat the purpose of going to see a movie…
Any thoughts or suggestions are greatly appreciated. I generally don’t like having things inside my ears—but any and all suggestions are welcome.
There are days where I have to work till close, which is around 1am and some nights me and my partners like to go out to eat. Usually to Whataburger or Denny's cause those are the only 24 hour places in town. About a year ago, a partner of mine named Adrian and about 4 other closers went to Denny's and ordered the Never-Ending Pancakes. This works by them bringing you two pancakes at a time till you say you're fully. Adrian and the others kept saying MORE! MORE PANCAKES! and in response the cooks in the back would groan or swear cause fuck now they gotta mix MORE batter and make MORE pancakes.
Long story short, when 3am rolled around the pancakes stopped looking like pancakes and instead looked like abstract art pieces that you would hang in a museum....or a spitwad on the sidewalk.
I remember one of my friends was doing an oil painting in class and it was all white with a blue faced woman on it and he left the canvas in the classroom for almost two days to let it dry cause he would use one of those painting scalpels to just cake the paint onto the canvas. One day he was touching it up and I went over to look at it and I told him it looked really nice and asked if it had dried properly and I stupidly touched it with a single finger and it just dipped right into the painting as if it was made out of cream.
I apologized so many times, but he was cool with it cause the spot just was just white so he was able to fix it easily, but oh my god I nearly had a heart attack when I finger vanished under the paint.
One time I was at work and I was pushing shopping carts in the hot sun. Something that I really liked doing, but aren't allowed to do anymore since the company only likes to put men as PLA's (Parking Lot Attendants).
I had a row of 14 carts that I was trying to maneuver through a crowded parking lot. Once I got the carts put away I took a moment to catch my breath and a woman came up to me and told me that they should have put a guy outside to push carts. That I was only a girl and shouldn't have to do it. I just looked at her and told her in a sarcastic tone "Yeah, but you know. That whole equality thing and sharing the workload just gets in the way." I don't think she caught my tone cause she just smiled a dumb little smile and walked into the store while I went back out in the parking lot to pick up more carts.
When I was a kid they made me take some kind of IQ test. To test my intelligence before I could enter school. Don't know why they would test a 4 year old like that, but they did and I scored 'Below Average'. They told my parents that I would struggle as I got older and that school would be a challenge.
Little did they know that by the time I was in 5th grade I had a reading level of a 10th grader and made the honor roll every six weeks. When middle school rolled around though I had a pretty difficult family life and no one to turn to, so my grades and energy for school fell far and stayed down till I graduated from high school.
Still though, to go from 'YOUR DAUGHTER IS GOING TO NEED A SPECIAL EDUCATION TO EVEN SCRAPE BY' to being on the honor roll for 4 straight years certainly shows how bullshit those IQ tests would be.
I just randomly remembered one day, I think it was mother's day, we were having a party at my aunts house and there was a ton of us, but it was raining balls so we couldn't be out in her backyard, so we were all crammed into her small home. Except for my uncle Adan (who was just released from jail) he had to be out with the BBQ pit, but he didn't want to stand in the rain so he would stand under this part of the roof that would stick out a bit and it would stop the rain, but only a little.
When I got to the party I went outside to stand with him and my mom and another aunt and he said "Zeida! Yeah come stand with us and enjoy this good rain. We needed it!" so I stand with him for a little while just watching when it starts raining heavier and it gets windy. He then says:
"Fuck this shit let's go inside."
Aside from the crappy feelings. I had quite the amusing day.
Spent the entire morning with my mom while she got the inside of her car cleaned (a possum had died in one of her air vents and rotted). I drove her to her doctor's appointment then we had breakfast at Denny's. We then drove to her hometown where we chilled in my aunts house with my grandma and uncle (mom had to drive him to Brownsville cause he just got out of jail and all that jazz. Halfway house and stuff I don't know how to describe it.
At 12:30 I picked up my bro from summer school. Bought a bottle of water to wash my face cause wow it was humid and I felt sticky and gross. I then put gas in the car and drove to Mcallen to go to Barnes and Noble and believe it or not I locked my keys in my car with the engine still running. Yep. Brother starts to freak out cause it looks like it's going to rain and he has a phobia of lightening/bad weather. I tell him to chill and take him inside where the kind employees of Barnes and Noble help me call a Pop a Lock and the dude arrives 20 minutes later and opens the door for. My and my bro chill in the bookstore, go to Target where I buy the book The Help (like 6 bucks cheaper than at Barnes and Noble) and then we go to Chick-Fil-A where as we're leaving my bro tosses his cookies cause he started running around and playing with the other kids right after he ate.
Even better, he lost them right in the middle of the parking lot where the cars HAVE to drive through. He felt better afterwards, but man was he embarrassed. Now I am sitting in my room, needing to pack and get the kittens ready to move them, but I don't want to move cause I have a bellyache.
And /that/ was my day today.