Sherlock *holding Molly’s hands*: I vow to love and cherish you until my last day and fulfill your fantasy of having sex on a table at Bart’s after hours, and to protect you by choking anyone who lays a finger on you with a scarf until they die.
Molly *holding Sherlock’s hands*: And I vow to give away all my jumpers, always buy the milk, and provide you with more stolen body parts than you could ever want.
The amount of people parading they took biology in high school like damn guess I can ignore anyone pursuing Mathematics I passed math and algebra in high school!
They don’t even bother to challenge whatever they were taught. Everything we learn is not always correct. Sometimes things simply become outdated and replaced with new information and other times the wrong information is pushed. You have to question the source and the information you’ve encountered.
hey! i'm sorry if this has been asked before, but do you have any resources/tips/advice for anyone wanting to learn/improve palestinian dialect?
Hello, anon! Thank you for asking!
Although it’s not very easy finding just the Palestinian dialect, since most of the available sources are a mix of Palestinian and Jordanian Urban dialect (since they resemble each other) but I will recommend the following :
First of all, I’m a speaker of the Palestinian dialect (the Urban dialect but I can help you with the rural expressions and proverbs), and I post vocabulary and explanation of Palestinian sayings or proverbs every once and a while, you can check out my Palestinian dialect tag [link].
I’ll also recommend the following website : Learn Palestinian dialect website [link]
someone faked a quote from Horikoshi saying All Might is bi, and it broke my friend’s heart to find out it was fake, b/c she was so, so, sohappy to hear about it, b/c she’s also bi
guys…. don’t post/create fake stuff like that b/c you’ll get people’s hopes up, and then they’ll come crumbling down when they find out it’s fake.
especially on places that are supposed to have official, confirmed information.
you’ll always have your headcanons and the content you create. but please don’t post or make fake stuff like that claiming that Horikoshi himself said it. it’s not fair to anyone, and you may hurt others in the process.
(for those curious: this is the post in question. the original translation of “breaking up” was a mistranslation that’s been corrected in other translations, including the official, and someone edited the wikia with a fake quote and no source. also, please, DO NOT go after the person who posted the quote b/c they had no idea it was fake when they posted it. it’s not their fault)
When I’m out and about and need to escape being overwhelmed with noise, light, or socializing, and the people I’m with don’t know I’m autistic, I don’t tell them that I’m heading towards a meltdown or am experiencing sensory overload.
I tell them I’m getting a migraine.
Meltdowns and migraines are, from my understanding, neurologically similar events, and for me they often go hand in hand– if I get one, it’s a signal to me that I’m likely to get the other pretty soon and need to take care of myself. The remedy is the same: removing myself from the situation and retreating to a dark, quiet room.
The difference is that NTs often don’t understand and simply dismiss sensory overload if you explain it to them as such, but nearly all of them understand what a migraine is and sympathize. 99% of the time, if I tell a NT that I have a migraine or am about to get one, they treat it as an emergency and help me get away from the source of the overload as quickly as possible. I am then free to recover in a quiet, dark place without anyone trying to invalidate my needs, forcing me to “tough it out”, or thinking that I’m rude for having to leave or to outright avoid certain events or situations in the first place.
Florida sheriff Grady Judd, who represents a county in the path of the strongest hurricane ever recorded in the Atlantic, offered a stark warning for anyone thinking about going to a local shelter: If there’s a warrant out for your arrest, you could wait out the hurricane in jail. (source)
PLEASE do not be fooled by the disingenuous lie that he *really* meant to scare pedophiles away—who often do not have outstanding arrest warrants, and who may have innocent children who (surprise) also need shelter from hurricane Irma—if that’s what he meant, he could have said that originally. Sheriff Judd absolutely meant to scare undocumented immigrants away. From seeking shelter. From perhaps the biggest hurricane in history.
What a piece of shit.
And not so incidentally, statistically speaking, undocumented immigrants tend to commit fewer crimes than U.S. citizens, specifically *because* they don’t want to be deported by racist, overzealous police officers like Joe Arpaio and Grady Judd. (source)
As was previously theorized, Michael Chu confirmed today that the man Fareeha is having dinner in the Reflections comic with is her biological father in Canada.
“It featured one panel with Pharah (another of our heroes) and her father having dinner at a restaurant in Canada. I made sure that one of the television screens was showing a hockey game… I’m thinking it was probably the world juniors?” recalled Chu. “So for anyone who’s wondering how Canada is doing in the future: Don’t worry, they’re still playing hockey.”
In many ways, the work of a critic is easy. We risk very little, yet enjoy a position over those who offer up their work and their selves to our judgment. We thrive on negative criticism, which is fun to write and to read. But the bitter truth we critics must face, is that in the grand scheme of things, the average piece of junk is probably more meaningful than our criticism designating it so. But there are times when a critic truly risks something, and that is in the discovery and defense of the new. The world is often unkind to new talent, new creations. The new needs friends. Last night, I experienced something new: an extraordinary meal from a singularly unexpected source. To say that both the meal and its maker have challenged my preconceptions about fine cooking is a gross understatement. They have rocked me to my core. In the past, I have made no secret of my disdain for Chef Gusteau’s famous motto, “Anyone can cook.” But I realize, only now do I truly understand what he meant. Not everyone can become a great artist; but a great artist can come from anywhere. It is difficult to imagine more humble origins than those of the genius now cooking at Gusteau’s, who is, in this critic’s opinion, nothing less than the finest chef in France. I will be returning to Gusteau’s soon, hungry for more.