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@the-fearful-one
I laughed and rolled over on my back. The sky was crayon blue. I pretended I was lying on the white cotton clouds. The earth was damp against my back. The sun was hot, the breeze was cool. I felt happy. Nature held me close and seemed to find no fault with me.
Leslie Feinberg, Stone Butch Blues
okay goodbye chicago I'll see you in 5 months when I'm a completely different man 👋🏽
why are NY tolls like this. evil.
its so humid in Vermont. what the hell.
its also really humid in new hampshire. what the hell. also i already have a gay crush on my straight crew mate.
appalachian trail for 8 weeks straight yippee. also the gay crush has gotten worse and I think some of my crewmates are shipping us together.
hi chicago I forgot i was coming home for a week between the summer and fall seasons but ive already irrevocably changed as a person I hope thats cool. also the gay crush is still debilitating but he's so clearly straight and would be an actual awful person for me to date yet I stay being a faggot fool 😔 my beloved crew...
my new crew is pretty okay, one of the girls is dealing with so much mentally and me and my old lead and crewmate just keep going "hey maybe you need to. not be doing a crew that's going to be backcountry for 5 weeks. please."
I do fear the gay crush is the same, maybe even worse 😔 not learning my lesson at all
well my season has officially ended! I am 10000% a completely different person now and that's actually really cool 😀 <- lying somewhat
can already tell that I am going to be absolutely *devastated* when I go back home. what do you mean I'm not going to be with two people i now love dearly almost 24/7 and goofing off with them. what do you mean im most likely never going to see them again even though I'm in gay love with one of them and it's definitely not reciprocated. hell!
I am devastated.
completely forgot about this thread for my entire prescribed fire season in Tennessee. Oops. well im moving to Colorado now to do more trail work hehe
there is still an evil situation happening with my straight crewmate but he pisses me off most of the time now so. kind of better
I like actually work for the forest service now...I never thought the day would come tbh but im glad to be doing some cool ass trail work with them for the summer :)
I desperately want to get a mountain bike so I can ride on some of the trails but everything on marketplace is either all the way in Denver or stupid expensive. I just want something cheap PLEASE
one month into being in colorado and this place is definitely cool but im honestly really missing being out east...
I do think im finally getting over that evil man though so things are slightly up
I got a bike (not mountain 😔) and the evil man dm'ed me out of the blue. we gotta kill this guy
also colorado is pretty cool and I love using a chainsaw and a crosscut yippee
I feel like I am taking crazy pills
real punk is about superficially aligning your politics or aesthetics with a counter-culture while ultimately holding mainstream and/or conservative political views
Recently managed to activate the most amazing infodump trap card.
I was driving through Vermont with a friend, and we pulled over at a tiny shop offering Maple Items. We were on the state highway, not the interstate, so "pulling over" meant "squeezing my tiny car into a parking bay the size of a broad highway shoulder."
As we got out of the car, an older woman emerged from behind the building where she had been pruning her roses. She introduced herself as Tammy.
Her shop offered the promised variety of Maple, but also a number of small antiques and a plethora of dog figurines, plaques, and clearly-hand-stitched garden flags.
A huge purple ribbon hung on the wall behind the register, along with many pictures of small dogs. This was no county fair ribbon. It was the size of my torso. The material had the soft sheen of actual silk.
As I placed my purchases on the counter, I asked, "Do you... Breed dogs?"
Yes. She does. She has bred Yorkies for the last 40 years. Her mother bred Yorkies before her. The purple ribbon was from her national championship winning Yorkie.
You may be expecting that the infodump was going to be about Yorkies.
It was not.
It was about 40 years of drama in the Yorkie breeding community. Where – you must understand – the judging at shows is often about who you're in with, not about the dogs. This is especially true when Tammy's opponents win anything.
And Tammy's mother! Well. Phyllis has been on the Yorkie scene since Yorkies were invented. Because of this, many women of equally venerable age hold deep grudges against Phyllis. The sort of grudges that result in episodes of Midsommar Murders.
This led to deep injustices against Phyllis on the part of judges and prevented her dogs from winning so often she retired from the scene. Judging is all about who you're friends with, after all.
After 20 years in hiding, Phyllis – the One True Queen of Yorkie Breeding – hatched a plot. She may have been out of the show circuit, but she was still breeding dogs. She entered an absolutely perfect bitch in the national competition, but sent her with a handler rather than go in person.
None of the usurpers knew who this dog belonged to, and in dog-breeding circles this Does Not Happen. This could have resulted in further injustices, but Phyllis was crafty. She knew this tournament was being judged by a man from the UK, who knew naught of the drama in the US Yorkie Empire.
With these advantages – and being the best dog there – Phyllis's bitch won the highest honor at the show.
Incensed by this insult to their ill-gotten supremacy, the other owners descended on the handler after the show, demanding to know for whom he was working.
"Phyllis," said he.
The name of the overthrown queen evoked horror in the usurpers.
"PHYLLIS!? She's still ALIVE!???"
Yes, Phyllis yet lived, and this bitch – the dog, not the woman – went on to mother Tammy's current dogs. One of whom, Lucy-Fur, is the reincarnation of Tammy's sister (also Lucy). This is certain for two reasons.
Firstly, Sister Lucy absolutely went straight to Hell upon her death, and Lucy-Fur the dog is positively as evil as Sister Lucy was.
Secondly, Sister Lucy always said when she died she wanted to come back as one of Phyllis's dogs because "mom treated the dogs better than us."
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omg you people can do anything
i dont know what love island is but from what ive heard its like danganronpa for people that use snapchat
while you were hitting the juul, going to college, having casual sex, driving your car, and eating takeout food, i died horribly under mysterious circumstances in a national park. and my body was never found again
