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Hi everyone! I’m Evan, and I’m finally getting around to making a pinned post.

I use he/they pronouns.

This blog has no theme, it's just my main blog.

Zelda sideblog: @starlight-banisher

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honestly really funny how many times john green has said 'i'm never signing every copy of the first printing of one of my books again' and then several years later he releases another book and what does he do? sign every copy of the first printing.

sizzlingsandwichperfection-blog

theskullofjudgement

what is your opinion on dr pepper

NORMALLY THE SKULL OF JUDGEMENT WOULD OBLITERATE YOU WITH NO REMORSE BUT THIS WAS KIND OF FUNNY ACTUALLY SO YOU ARE SPARED FOR NOW

frontmansdefender

I aspire to be as passionate about something as this guy and the orcas are passionate about hating the sunfish

In the sunfish’s defense!!!!!

whydidisavethistomyphone

scribefindegil

everyone who is not currently in the process of moving please pause and take a moment to be grateful that you're not currently in the process of moving

#I have to move again in two weeks wish me luck

spaceshipsandpurpledrank

ghostdaartist

Bro videos are always 🔥 💯.. instant collaborations

whatacartouchebag

zinjanthropusboisei

Hell yeah CLRG!

inbabylontheywept

Hello Mr. Lon,

I am a larval mechanical engineer and am entering my senior of college year soon. On top of the impending senior design hell, I have to decide soon if I want to go to graduate school (probably just for my masters) or not. It feels like a very big decision and everyone I talk to keeps giving me conflicting advice.

You’re an engineer that seems to have ended up in a fairly stable career, do you have any advice for figuring out what I want to do for the next 2-5 years of my life?

Other people have their own opinions on graduate work, so take me with a grain of salt, but I don't really recommend going straight from a bachelors to a masters. Go into industry for a minute, play around, figure out what kind of work you specifically like doing, then use the masters as a way to specialize in that. Worst case, you don't like any of it and you can use the masters as a lateral move to something adjacent. Maybe mechanical jobs don't really tickle your fancy like you'd hoped, but aerospace or robotics seem fun. Bam, masters gives you an in. Also, jobs will often offer to pay your tuition for your masters, but the cost of the tuition is truly miniscule compared to the time, so don't fuss over that too much. If you have to pay yourself, it's not a huge deal.

Engineering as a job is very different from engineering as a study, which is unfortunate, because it can mean that things you enjoyed learning about aren't actually fun to do. Or vice versa. Learning your own tastes is part of the post-college experience, which is a little nerve wracking, but also, pretty fun. It's sort of like dating yourself. You get to start asking questions like who am I, what do I like, where do I want to go, what makes my life fun. It's a little existential, but it's important and frankly very satisfying to figure out. You might be receiving conflicting advice because people are retroactively describing the fastest path to get to the place that made them happy, and not the process they used to find that place. Focus on the process and the destination will solve itself.

Having so many options is really scary, but I think you're in for a grand adventure! Best of luck!

#thank you #save for later

the-starlight-papers

I get so many tinder ads on YouTube and apparently this is not a common occurrence.

Please free me from the gay guy misgendering me and telling me I need to try tinder astrology mode.

the-starlight-papers

I take it back I have started getting pregnancy test ads.

THE TINDER ADS DIDN’T EVEN WORK.

teaboot

I'm going to start a game show where I play songs the contestants have never heard before in a huge room with bad acoustics and they have to guess what the lyrics are

teaboot

Mall Cafeteria: Yoonotugudubegowin Hobububuduhabusah / Gubudubudubugee Guddubagudduhgoin / Im done hidinow I'm shinin like a bubaubee / Peecesobidah ! / I'm so bryduh / ba du wannuh / reeEEEEEEEEEEE

Me, sobbing: please just tell me what you want

#that or songs from a crunch short range radio broadcaster in a shitty old car’s sound system #took me two years to figure out the name of block after block by Matt and Kim even though the local high school played it at least three #times a week in the summer

jewish-joy

Last year, I befriended a Catholic seminarian. We've gotten to be pretty decent friends. Seeing as he was staying in town for the summer and I wasn't, I entrusted him with caring for my plant.

He did a wonderful job, but as he was returning my plant to my custody, he explained "I watered her every other day, I gave her new dirt, moved her into the sunshine, prayed the rosary-"

"What?"

He looked at me, confused. "Isn't she a plant you pray with?"

"No," I said slowly. "She's a prayer plant. That's the... colloquial name of the plant."

Upon seeing his stricken face, I realized something went wrong. Turns out, this entire time, he's been including my plant in on his prayers and leaving her near icons.

Listen, totally cool. My plant becoming Catholic is a great deal for her not dying over the summer. But now I must navigate this interfaith household. Keep me in your thoughts.