17 notes to self for a good life

Reblogging for myself. Especially, “don’t stagnate, be human”.

If you would report an undocumented immigrant to ICE you would have reported me to the Nazis and I don’t fucking trust you

A note:

I live in a state where you “have to” report anyone you suspect of being undocumented (that wonderful hellhole of Arizona). Now in practice this law has fallen far short, thank goodness. But if you live in such a place and they start enforcing it, here is how you get around it:

Assume everyone who doesn’t speak English is visiting.

Never ask about their job, because if they tell you they work here then you know they’re not visiting. You see them a lot for several weeks or months? Hm. Someone in the family must be ill. That’s terribly tough. They always dress in old, ratty laborers’ clothes? I feel you, my dude, I can’t afford new clothes either, and my dad has the fashion sense of an aardvark, so sometimes it’s not even about “affording” them. They say they’ve been here for years? You must have misunderstood. Spanish isn’t your first language, after all. First and last name? It never came up, or you don’t recall–you meet a lot of people.

And then, if you’re asked: no, you haven’t seen anyone residing illegally in the United States. Just people visiting.

Very good very important addition

Essentially, this is the civil society version of a work-to-rule strike.

Don’t do more than is expressly asked of you, and do what you are asked with such an intense attention to protocol that not asking you at all becomes more effective than even bothering.

In this case:

“Have you seen an illegal immigrant?”

“Could you describe an illegal immigrant, officer?”

*officer describes a person who is in the country without appropriate paperwork, or who has crossed the border illegally*

“No, sir, I haven’t seen any illegal immigrant.”

And this is correct. You have NOT seen an illegal immigrant, because you have no way of knowing if Jose Fulano is here legally or not. And since you can’t see his paperwork (or lack thereof), and did not personally see him cross the border illegally, you are only answering precisely the question asked.

I’m not American, and I have like, three followers, but this is important.

i just got a super predatory debt collection letter. it was for a $113 debt from citizens bank, who i had an account with when i was 16 (20 years ago). the letter appeared to be an offer to cancel the debt if i paid them $22.75. HOWEVER, the actual wording is, “The amount of the debt is $113.77 and we will accept $22.75.” so, no MENTION of canceling the debt, but the implication is there because many collectors of current debt offer to settle for a percentage. at the bottom of the letter, it says: “Because of the age of your debt, we cannot sue you for it and we cannot report to any credit reporting agency. In many circumstances, you can renew the debt and start the time period for the filing of a lawsuit against you if you take specific actions such as making payments on the debt or making a written promise to pay.” basically… i don’t owe this money anymore, the debt is so old they can’t legally sue me for it OR put it on my credit report, BUT if i take their generous offer of paying them $22.75… they can sue me for the full amount because making a payment makes the debt current. no thanks, jefferson capital systems llc.

always, always read the entire letter! it is so important because of semantic awfulness like this! 

Well, one of us is gonna have to change

@ OmgCheckPlease fans

Let me tell y'all about a little comic called TeahouseComic.

A few years ago (I believe around 2010???), there was this lovely little comic called Teahouse. It was adult-oriented, being that it was set in a brothel in some kind of fantasy time period, but the explicit stuff wasn’t available online, and the story was 100% based on character and character development. It was in full color, always, and always beautifully rendered, stunning, gorgeous. I mean, oh my god. (The domain is still up at Teahousecomic.com if you want a look at what I mean).

The comic was started by two lovely young ladies, both of whom were in school/worked full time. As a team, they were known as Emirian. Because of the nature of the comic, they only went by E and CC, individually. They co-wrote the comic, planned the story together, did the script and traded duties with drawing, inking, coloring, etc. The work was about half and half between them, and they made stunning work. Funny and heartwrenching and sexy and beautiful.

The comic was free. 100% free on their website. They had a domain (still up) and hosted the comic there. Just a few banner ads on the side (for other webcomics) and a shop section. The shop sold print copies of the chapters and a few little bits of merch. They didn’t really make money off the comic at all–even when they started going to conventions to promote. Maybe a touch of profit, but they usually just broke even. The comic itself was totally free, and you only needed to buy the print copies if you wanted to see the explicit stuff and extras.

Now, they originally set a weekly update schedule for themselves. As in, one page every week. But I remind you: these ladies worked, went to school, had families. Oftentimes the updates wouldn’t come on the Thursday planned. Closer to Friday. And fans, in the beginning, were very kind about it.

Later on, as their lives got busier, they started attending cons, one of them got a better and more demanding job, some medical issues happened, they couldn’t do updates regularly anymore. They apologized profusely every time, tried to plan and give dates and generally be as honest as possible. But fans got frustrated. They started getting hate from the fans, calling them lazy, calling them horrible, all kinds of awful things I don’t want to repeat.

People who claimed to be fans started shitting on Emirian because they couldn’t update more often. The comic was still free. There were no paywalls, no subscriptions needed, nothing. Patreon wasn’t even a thing yet. But people got angry and started treating the creators, whose work they claimed to love, like shit because they couldn’t handle a weekly update. They had to take hiatuses, and yes, it was frustrating and sad, but it was understandable. And free.

In 2014, both creators were at a point where they could no longer continue the comic. CC was in school pretty much double time, and E had a full time job as an animator. Even working together, they just couldn’t handle the burden of the comic any more. They posted an apology, and made posts on the site finishing the story they’d written. The site is still up, and looking at it now for this still breaks my heart. People weren’t surprised they couldn’t continue it. Some people were bitter and some angry, some felt their hatred had been justified. Most of us were just heartbroken.

Emirian had given us something wonderful, and when life got in the way, some of the ‘fans’ responded with hatred and bullshit. It was unjustified and shitty. I get the frustration, but they didn’t deserve the hate. They’re busy people with busy lives, giving us a beautiful comic completely free.

So how does this connect to OMGCP?

Ngozi is doing this comic, alone. She is planning, writing, scripting, storyboarding, drawing, inking, coloring, publishing, and promoting this, all on her own. Plus the blog posts. Plus the twitter. All on top of her day to day work, her daily life. For free.

I’ve seen a few people now trashing her for asking for donations or not updating often. Just outright hating on her. Why?

Why do you feel entitled to more updates? From a woman working hard to bring us this beautiful thing for free, while also working hard full time on her own shit? I remind you that the kickstarter is for the Year Two book. “It’s a big sum she’s asking for!!!!” Printing is expensive as fuck, especially for comics, especially for full color comics, especially for indie comics, especially for large quantities of comics. And she’s not asking you alone to pay the whole bill.

You don’t HAVE to be a patron on Patreon. You don’t HAVE to donate to the kickstarter. The comic is still free online. You can still read it, for free, then go to your blog and shit on the keyboard to hate OMGCP or Ngozi herself. Without paying a dime. Congrats.

Or, you can be Not a dick, and read it when it updates, keeping in mind that comic books are usually TEAM projects, and this is a personal project by ONE person in her SPARE TIME, that she is only being paid for by the generosity of her fans on Patreon. No one is being forced to give their money. And guess what? If you’re donating, and you’re not happy with what you’re getting? You can stop donating.

In essence, I want to remind you:

-Art is really, really hard -Comics especially are labor intensive as fuck -Ngozi is giving us an incredible thing, for free -In her spare time -Artists deserve to be paid for their work -Even when things are busy.

I don’t want to see what happened to Teahouse happen to OMGCP as well. I’m so, so glad that Patreon exists now, and Kickstarter, so that OMGCP has more of a chance. But please don’t be a jerk about the fact that there is a Kickstarter or a Patreon. You’re not obligated to donate, and artists are not slaves to your schedule. Quite frankly Ngozi is handling all this beautifully. She’s keeping us updated, keeping her promises, and telling us everything she possibly can, on top of giving us a heartfelt, adorable, beautiful, hilarious comic. With extras.

Honestly? I think she deserves every penny she can get.

Straight people out here shooting up their own fucking babies

#We did it honey#the evil is defeated (via @beasthenshin)

this is the most white heterosexual nonsense ive ever seen

congrats! your smokebox was blue

this means you will birth a Denim Child

*Jild

I don’t understand why you are all so offended by this. They found out the genre of their baby by doing something they like to do. WHAT THE FUCK IS THE ISSUE HERE? WHY IS EVERYONE ON THIS WEBSITE SO HYPERSENSITIVE ABOUT EVERYONE ELSES LIVES. BACK TF OUT OF PEOPLES BUSINESS FOR FUCKS SAKE.

The genre of their baby

Easy Listening Baby

Smooth Jazz Baby

post-progressive dreamfunk baby

Honey do you see the dreamy blue hues rippling in the residue of the vaporized car? We’re having a vaporwave baby

ハヤテグッドボーイI N F A N T

>tfw no vaporwave baby

This post is a journey

i had to read through this post that already started off stressfully and now you do too

Turning roommate shaming into an art form. (via justincousson)

fuck diamonds. girls don’t want diamonds. girls want over 40 pounds of freshly caught alaskan salmon

Reblog so you make enough money to cover your bills .

#luckymoney

And more more money left to save and spare🙏🏾🤑🤑🤑🤑

Amen

guys this works,, i suddenly got £20 in my bank account out of nowhere?? im so happy i can afford to buy lunch every day this week now omg

Ok BUT, i reblogged this before I went to work today l- my check was 30$ more than I expected AND I got 40$ from a friend. So. I mean???

-all the prayer to the money post gods-

Y’ALL I SHIT YOU NOT WE GOT A WEDDING GIFT CHECK FOR $2000 TONIGHT. THIS FUCKING WORKS.

Broke af?

But still interested in feeding yourself? What if I told you that there’s a woman with a blog who had to feed both herself and her young son…on 10 British pounds ($15/14 Euro) per week?

Let me tell you a thing.

This woman saved my life last year. Actually saved my life. I had a piggy bank full of change and that’s it. Many people in my fandom might remember that dark time as when I had to hock my writing skills in exchange for donations. I cried a lot then. 

This is real talk, people: I marked down exactly what I needed to buy, totaled it, counted out that exact change, and then went to three different stores to buy what I needed so I didn’t have to dump a load of change on just one person. I was already embarrassed, but to feel people staring? Utter shame suffused me. The reasons behind that are another post all together. 

AgirlcalledJack.com is run by a British woman who was on benefits for years. Things got desperate. She had to find a way to feed herself and her son using just the basics that could be found at the supermarket. But the recipes she came up with are amazing. 

You have to consider the differing costs of things between countries, but if you just have three ingredients in your cupboard, this woman will tell you what to do with it. Check what you already have. Chances are you have the basics of a filling meal already. 

Here’s her list of kitchen basics. 

Bake your own bread. It’s easier than you think. Here’s a list of many recipes, each using some variation of just plain flour, yeast, some oil, maybe water or lemon juice. And kneading bread is therapeutic. 

Make your own pasta–gluten free. 

She gets it. She really does. This is the article that started it all. It’s called “Hunger Hurts”.

She has vegan recipes.

A carrot, a can of kidney beans, and some cumin will get you a really filling soup…or throw in some flour for binding and you’ve got yourself a burger. 

Don’t have an oven or the stove isn’t available? She covers that in her Microwave Cooking section. 

She has a book, but many recipes can be found on her blog for free. She prices her recipes down to the cent, and every year she participates in a project called “Living Below the Line” where she has to live on 1 BP per day of food for five days. 

Things improved for me a little, but her website is my go to. I learned how to bake bread (using my crockpot, but that was my own twist), and I have a little cart full of things that saved me back then, just in case I need them again. She gives you the tools to feed yourself, for very little money, and that’s a fabulous feeling. 

Tip: Whenever you have a little extra money, buy a 10 dollar/pound/euro giftcard from your discount grocer. Stash it. That’s your super emergency money. Make sure they don’t charge by the month for lack of use, though.

I don’t care if it sounds like an advertisement–you won’t be buying anything from the site. What I DO care about is your mental, emotional, and physical health–and dammit, food’s right in the center of that. 

If you don’t need this now, pass it on to someone who does. Pass it on anyway, because do you REALLY know which of the people in your life is in need? Which follower might be staring at their own piggy bank? Trust me: someone out there needs to see this. 

Reblogging for all the impoverished students. Jack is the breadline queen. And if you don’t need this - donate to your nearest food bank, stat.

Reblogging for students, working folks, and everyone who’s ever had to choose between essentials at the store because you can only afford milk OR bread, not both.

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@deteno

I showed this post to my boyfriend and he tried to take his shirt off like a girl and 

uh

yeah

Out of the 82k notes my post got this is by far the best comment holy shit thank u for being u

So i tried it both ways and uh

i mean how do you do the first one without pulling out all your hair?

this made me laugh really hard….

and it made me realize that girls and boys pull their shirt off differently. /amazed

but seriously I think girls just do the cross arm thing because of HAIR like demonstrated 

So one year, one URL change, and a hair cut later, I decide to try again… FOR SCIENCE! 

Its not science unless you write it down so 

First method:

Well done, i guess…

Second:

I fucked up

Girls… how?

I DON’T UNDERSTAND HOW WE CAN HAVE SUCH DIFFERENT WAYS OF TAKING OFF SHIRTS AND SO MUCH DIFFICULTY DOING IT THE OTHER WAY

I FIGURED IT OUT!!!!!

It’s all in the way that girl/boys shirts are made.

Girls shirts have less armpit room then boy’s do and are generally shorter so pulling it off over your head is more practical because by lifting your arms all the way up you make enough room for the sleeves to just slip off.

Boys shirts have more room and are generally longer so it is easy to slip them off over your head.

but if you take a girls shirt off like a boys shirt you will get your arms caught because there isn’t much armpit space.

and if you take a boys shirt off like a girls shit you will still have your head in it when you’ve lifted your arms all the way up because of the shirt’s length.

It has nothing to do with us. It is entirely to do with how our shirts are made. I figured it out for you. YOU’RE WELCOME!

bless you

look what is back on my dash. Jesus.

This came back but with ACTUAL SCIENCE you are the saviour of our generation

I have no words

I seriously just needed this

This deserves the 1 million+ notes it has.

“ummmmm ur bra strap is showing :/ ”

i thought this was me at first and i was really confused

omg hi

WE’RE MULTIPLYING

uhhhhhhh

this is the money dog, repost in the next 24 hours and money will come your way!!

ehh what the hell

OH MY GOD SO NO FUCKIN BULLSHIT I SWEAR To GOD. I reblogged this an hour ago and IM NOT Lying My Tax Refund which I did in late march popped into my Bank Account, and it was a Decent sized amount……

WHAT THE FUCK Is THIS MAGIC!??!?!?! Im trying this again IM NOT BSing hahahaha thats actually pretty cool xD

yooooo

yoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

FUCKIN YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

no BULLSHIT I KID YOU NOT! Look what I found while walking Home…..

OH MY GOD

OH MY F*CKIN GOD

THIS POST FUCKIN WORKS?!?!?! THIS IS PAST A COINCIDENCE NO WAY!??! NO FRIGGIN WAY!!! 

Im Going to reblog this every day to test this, its MAGIC ITS FRIGGIN MAGIC 

I need to believe in the heart of the post…

Oh? Well… *reblag*

i reblogged this and now my uncle is giving me 250 to dye my hair nani the fucko

Here goes nothing “press’s reblog”

im the man

THERE’S A GUY SCALING THE TRUMP TOWER IN NYC WITH GIANT SUCTION CUPS LIKE A MISSION IMPOSSIBLE STUNT AND IM LAUGHING

UPDATE: OKAY SO police are all over and they sent a window washer platform down from the top of the building but it was too far above him so then sent it back up and police just shattered a window slightly above him to try to get him and now he’s moving away from the hole in the window and continuing up he’s been climbing for like an hour now and they cant figure out how to get him down this is so incredible

UPDATE: LOOK AT HIM GO

UPDATE: they just inflated a giant inflatable on 56th street a third of nyc is in gridlock bc of this guy climbing the trump tower i cannOT BELIEVE

UPDATE: he’s on the 18th floor this so surreal

UPDATE: we’re approaching hour 2 of the climb and since the last update he’s made it up at least another 3 floors

UPDATE:  SOMEONE TOOK A PICTURE OF HIM FROM INSIDE THE TOWER

A HERO

update: apparently his name is steve and he’s from virginia

ASCEND, STEVE

UPDATE: they just used suction cups to pull two panes of glass into the building a few floors above him

you know what they always say. you cant fight fire with fire, but you should always fight suction cups with suction cups

UPDATE: HE’S TRYING TO GET AWAY FROM THEM STILL IM CRYING WHAT THE ENTIRE FUCK IS 2016????

UPDATE: he keeps trying to move around all the police forces. theres a removed window with officers above him, another one on the right-facing wall beside that, and a scaffolding/window-washing bucket and theyre tryING TO SHOW THE NEWS BUT CLEARLY SPIDER-MAN IS MORE IMPORTANT

UPDATE; theyve offered him a line in. he rejects it moves away from the line. we are at the two and a half hour mark. he is on floor 22. he continues to ascend. 

UPDATE: THEY GOT HIM I REPEAT THEY GOT HIM

THEYRE TRYING TO GET THE SUCTION CUPS OFF

THE ASCENT IS COMPLETE. 

Thank you so much for liveblogging this

LET HIM CLIMB

seing a funny post but it only has like 3 notes and youre like “am i allowed to reblog that”