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they're trying to get me to do something called ""my job"" instead of reading about medieval english poaching laws
Sorry but it's not complete without...
A little tiny microscopic dragon, rotifers passing by.
I've spent a lot of time peering down a microscope in the last few years, enjoying taking inspiration from the real tiny organisms to make one of my own.
One of the coolest concepts I never ever would've thought of, and now can't stop thinking about đđŚ
vice dot com I do not think that's legal
tea is so so good like genuinely. drink this leaves in hot water and itll solve all your problems. and it does!!
youve just been attacked by the bonus tiger
Itâs dangerous to go alone; take this:
something to consider
itâs that strange bisexual man again
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âWhen we were kids, the Phonics Wizard came to our town to show off how the letter E can change the sounds of vowels. He turned a can into a cane, a pin into a pine. This one kid had a cap and he changed it into a cape, that kind of thing.
âAnd we loved it, we were all having a great time, but then he saw my sister and I, and he just got this - this look in his eyes, and then-â
She hesitated, worrying the coarse material between her fingers. âThings got pretty bad after that,â she muttered. âI know itâs silly, but I try to keep - her - comfortable. We donât know if she can still hear us, or see us, or if sheâs even still in here, but I like to think she is. I talk to her when I can, I leave music on when Iâm out of the house. I tried to convince my parents to bring her with us when we went to Disneyland, but they didnât - didnât really take that well.â
After a moment, she put the ball of twine back onto its pillow. âAnyways. They tried to arrest the Phonics Wizard, but he had a plan in case something went wrong and he turned it into a plane and flew away.â
Love that Murderbot sees itself as the absolute worst most dangerous thing in any room at any given time
Except âď¸when a combat SecUnit or combat bot shows up
Then it's a very sudden turn to "I am a mid sized herding breed and that is a fucking wolf. All my sheep and myself are going to die"
The wild thing is that Murderbot has, in fact, fought and destroyed multiple other combat bots and combat SecUnits.
Murderbot sees itself as a medium sized border collie when it is, in fact, a Kangal with a spiked anti-wolf collar and a known wolf kill count.
Had to look up a Kangal. This is Murderbot ^ protecting the hell out of its people while monologging internally about its anxiety
And then its draft horse friend shows up and stomps the wolf to death with its hooves.
I love characters who would die for each other but will not, under any circumstances, communicate a single honest feeling.
Sphinx employee slash bodega cat that blocks the door and asks riddles, the owner has the answer of the day on a paper taped to the door.
it never notices.
important addition from a friend:
everyone thinks REALLY hard and regulars makes two bad guesses so it feels like it's doing a good job
iâm so glad goncharov happened pre ai slop era
#weird way to describe 1973 but i guess itâs accurate
>settings
>onions
>my onions
>caramelize my onions
hey you. teenage girl writing in her diary. quit talking about the boy you have a crush on and start writing about the current political situation, the valuation of currencies, and the level of technology your people hold. your diary might be the only piece of evidence our society existed after nuclear war fries all of our data backups. future historians don't need to know about damian, they need at least a secondhand accounts of the great water wars and whether or not your leaders truly did worship a deity called "the free hand of the market"
Keep writing about your crush Teenaged Girl. About your clothes, and how that other girl wore the same dress as you. Paint me a picture of what you were like.
Historians are going to hear about Damian and they're gonna LIKE IT
Make those future Historians reverse engineer the socioeconomic hierarchies of the 21st century from dreamy descriptions of Damian's current fashions. It's giving them enrichment.
Talk about the things you want to talk about. You never know what mysteries your diary might solve in future generations bc you are the only person who talks about something that other people thought was too obvious to talk about, like whatever that third condiment dish that used to be on the table with salt and pepper was for.