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if you’re feeling very overwhelmed and can’t do anything, this is a gentle sign to do a little bit today. set the timer for five minutes and do your best. this is infinitely better than nothing. you can do it 💛
happy Thursday the 20th
I’d have to wait months or even years for another chance to reblog this, so why the fuck not?
next days you can reblog this on a Thursday the 20th
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You know, just in case you wanted to set your queue for the next 6 years
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Since it’s now August 20, 2020… The next days you can reblog this on a Thursday the 20th:
If you wanted to set your queue for the next six years.
I gotta take my chances
'the human body is perfect god doesnt make mistakes' what about wisdom teeth then. huh. gonna let those bastards grow in and fuck up your jaw for god. didnt think so
also the exploding appendix
there's an entire book about all the ways the human body is fucked up, but the highlights I remember are:
-The blood vessels for our rods and cones in our eyes don't run behind them but rather in front of them. It's like putting the power cables *over* a camera's lens
-the nasal sinus cavities fucked up during evolution. when our skulls shortened, we went from having a straight shot from one end to the other to having basically a basin which can collect mucus, which then has the actual exit for the chamber at the top of it. this normally isn't a problem bc cillia can work viscous mucus up it, but when we get sick and produce super watery mucus, it no longer works, which is why our noses get stuffed up.
the book is called Human Errors: A Panorama of Our Glitches, from Pointless Bones to Broken Genes. I recommend it.
Most mammals can’t get scurvy. They make their own Vitamin C. But in primates, the gene to make it is broken. Normally, when an important gene breaks, the organism dies and has no surviving descendants, but when it broke a few million years ago, our ancestors were living in a lush climate with lots of fruit and survived the failure just fine.
Then humans invented fire and clothing, and moved to colder climates where fresh food was only available part of the year, and scurvy was born.
And our reproduction, oh heavens. There are SO MANY WAYS that human reproduction is fucked up that simply DO NOT APPLY to other animals, even the our nearest relatives, the great apes. When a gorilla is giving birth, she finds a nice hiding place in the trees, squats down for like half an hour, and pushes out a baby. Humans, not so much. In fact, the outcomes of unassisted childbirth in humans are so poor that most anthropologists agree that we must have invented midwifery in some form before we became fully human.
reason #4937373737 to kill cops and their families
the day they took down ricky pee pee
See I hate calling the cops and arguably one of the most satisfying parts of my job is when someone is doing dumb shit and I can resolve it without my employers calling the cops but that being said sometimes on occasion I have no choice but to call the cops and when that happens I would really really really love it if the operator didn't take it as an invitation to fucking argue with me
Operator: Hello
Me: Is this dispatch?
Operator: No, what is your situation
Me: Security at XYZ, please connect me with dispatch
Operator: What for
Me: I'm security at XYZ, there is a theft in progress, please connect me with dispatch
Operator: Have they left the building?
Me: They have concealed several hundred dollars in equipment into bags and are preparing to leave the building
Operator: But they're still inside?
Me: Yes
Operator: Have they been asked to leave?
Me: No, they have weapons and we cannot approach, please connect me to dispatch
Operator: Have they threatened anyone?
Me: No. We have not approached
Operator: Well you see then they have not committed a crime
Me:
Me: Are You Fucking Serious
Operator: It's just the law
Me: I know the law. This is my job. They are moving towards the exit with the concealed equipment
Operator: Have they left with the items?
Me: They are on their way to leave with the items. A car has pulled up outside
Operator: Call us back when they've left
Me:
Me: Are you fucking serious
and on the other end of the stupid spectrum there is, "You are doing something stupid and if you keep doing the stupid thing then SOMEONE will call the cops and I'd rather we all just chilled out instead" which works 99% of the time, but that last 1% is just
Me: Hey, bud. Heard the owner found you smoking in the bathroom. You doing okay
Them: Fuck off
Me: Yeah, fair enough. Listen, I don't wanna bug you, I just wanna ask if you could move like twenty feet that way? The owner is a bit freaked out and I can probably get them to chill if they see you're off the property
Them: I said fuck off, I'm not going anywhere, you can't tell me what to do, fuckin goof
Me: Okay, that's fine. I'm just doing my job. Not trying to get you in trouble or start a fight. I'd really rather not deal with the cops today anyway you know, haha
Them, pulling out a knife: Are you fucking threatening me
Me:
Me: Do you have any idea how much overtime I have to do now
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ALTthe problem is that pretty much all pride flags are horizontal, theres no vertical tricolours or anything
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Literally cannot emphasize enough that my #1 writing advice is to stop being afraid. Stop being afraid of sounding too cringe, or too stupid, or too horrifying, or too horny, or too weird, or too much, or too little, or too you. You need to put your entire pussy into your art. Sure, it won't be to everyone's tastes, but if you keep yourself to the blandest tamest safest roads possible you will be of no one's tastes, not even yours.
No you cannot fix your entire life at 2am. Go to bed.
You can fix some of it though! By going to bed.
Ever since I read a post saying "don't trust yourself after 9pm" whenever I find myself spiralling at 2am I check the time, see it's after 9pm, and remember not to trust myself and just go to sleep. Works wonders. The problems are never as bad in the morning.
sometimes, the only way i know my roommate is still alive is the $30 cheese that appears and disappears from our fridge
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