oh my god there are so many books to read and instruments to learn and languages to speak and poems to write and oranges to eat and ideologies to study and songs to sing and films to watch and people to kiss and
love when you stop a cat from doing something and instead of understanding that they shouldnt be doing that theyre just like. ah sorry my good sir you seem to have interrupted me. no worries let me just shimmy past you and get a taste of that pan of hot oil. please.
thank yhou for 12k notes as a treat you get to look at the beast this callout post was written for
i unironically believe electricity is the closest thing we have to magic in this universe. consider:
- it's basically what human "souls" are made of (your consciousness is the result of miniscule amounts of electric charge jumping between neurons in your brain)
- when handled incorrectly or encountered in the wild, it is a deadly force that can kill you in at least half a dozen different ways
- when treated respectfully and channeled into the proper conduits, it is a power source that forms the backbone of modern society
- if you engrave the right sigils into a rock and channel electricity into it, you can make the rock think
- there is a dedicated caste of mages (electrical engineers) tasked with researching it in ivory towers
- whatever the fuck Galvani was doing with those frog legs
- look at this and just try to tell me it isn't a kind of summoning circle
Will u join the challenge?
is there a reason for this? like is this part of a strike or something im not aware of?
i cannot believe im this fucking stupid

Ralph, pick a number between 1 and 10
four of course because it’s my lucky number
Good cause that’s your IQ

when your cooler mutuals reblog your posts like yes i am getting a good grade in friend, which is both normal to want and possible to achieve
just got back from therapy and i think wanting respect & acknowledgement from your respected peers might be normal in an unironic sense
you guys can make as many positivity posts as you want but until you start like, being normal about people with bodily acne i don’t want to hear anything you have to say
it’s not dirty or gross to have body acne. someone having acne on their back and shoulders doesn’t mean they don’t wash themselves. someone having acne on their asscheeks doesn’t mean they don’t wash themselves. do you understand me. there is no moral failing to having body acne. Be Normal.
ghost with a dollar
I hope they can buy themselves something nice!
I wish I could tell Redditors that their abusive parent, in all likelihood, did not have a real diagnosable personality disorder and that armchair diagnosing them with a cluster b personality disorder and then villainizing the mentally ill is not helping anyone. What happened to “my dad was an asshole. a fucking bastard. a jerk who hurt me very badly.” why is it now “my father was a malignant narcissist. I was a victim of narcissistic abuse, not just emotional and physical child abuse. he definitely had NPD and that’s why he was so evil. and I know because I read it online”.
There are many people did have abusive and/or neglectful parents who happened to be struggling with a real, tangible, diagnosed mental illness. It can be helpful to look back and think and know “Some of my parent’s behavior was exacerbated by their hoarding disorder, chronic depression, substance use disorder etc etc. That is an explanation but not an excuse. It was their responsibility to protect me, to try to get better and they failed. They did not continue to hurt me because they were unwell but because they were abusive and selfish. I have a genetic and environmental predisposition to develop the same illness and behaviors so I’m hyperaware of my own health and relationship to keep the cycle from repeating.” but that’s not what the whole ‘narcissistic abuse’ community is about. It’s the opposite of introspective and empathetic and mental health conscious and socially aware.
My God they actually look like dogs now
Lord, the changes! DO PUGS NEXT!!!
ACTUALLY! A breeder in Germany started to breed healthier pugs called “retro mops” and currebtly ppl are trying to get AKC and UKC to recongnize them as the new standard.
heres the comparison:
Reblogging with updates! Healthy bulldogs AND healthy pugs! ❤️
The absurd breed standards are a recent thing, developed in the past 100-150 years. The healthier breeds are much closer to their 19th century ancestors.
A pair of French bulldogs painted by Carl Reichert (1836-1918)
“Sweet Temptation or Willpower”
Charles Van den Eycken, 1891.
“Sweet temptation or willpower” I love that painting so much
Doge is 17 and peacefully enjoying cherry blossoms with her beloved family, she would not hurt a fly, she would not lie to us, she would not let Elon Musk pet her
Best Robot Tournament
Round 1 - Data versus HaikuBot
VOTE FOR HAIKU BOT!!! We can't have HIM out round one! He's such a classic!
VOTE FOR HAIKU BOT!!!
We can't have HIM out round one!
He's such a classic!
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
so yesterday (april fools day) my friend in a group call was like “hey my gf (another mutual friend) is pregnant and actually has been for five months but we didn’t know. and we’re having the baby in July” and everyone i know was collectively like “haha yeah fuck you” and then he started pulling out dated ultrasounds with his gf’s name on them and stuff and the correct weight/size for a five month old baby and we were like “wow you put a lot of work into this” and then he got his gf on the call and she was like “yup i don’t really look pregnant but i am!” and we were like haha wow you’re both really going for it huh.
anyway april fools day ended and we were like hey dude that was a good one and he was like no it’s for real i just thought it would be very funny to tell you on april fools day
copper my beloved
rose gold, brass, bronze, what cant she do
beautiful base colour, beautiful patina, and it mixes to make beautiful alloys. 10/10 best metal.
she also makes up so much of your wiring, she’s a working gal too.
what CANT she do
Don’t forget about the most beautiful blue made by copper sulfate!!
my absolute FAVOURITE comments on this post are ones like this.
where they just add on something ELSE that copper does. it’s great.
When you need to work in an atmosphere where a stray spark could cause an explosion, you switch out your steel tools for copper alloys since it conducts heat much better and thus won’t spark easy.
So when Tumblr user @mono-red-menace hypes up copper, it’s a 60k-note banger, but when I, Ea-nasir,
women with swords. men with swords. everyone with swords . you agree. reblog
So the tire-eating potholes in my neighborhood finally killed both my rear tires and I had to get that dealt with, but while they were getting replaced, I put the dogs in puppy daycare and upon picking them up early, the attendant literally sprinted to the front desk, grabbed me by the shoulders and breathlessly exclaimed "YOUNEEDTOCOMESEEWHATYOURDOGSAREDOING"
While she escorted me back to the play yards, she explained that every time they have more than three Corgi, they have to put all the Corgs in a separate play yard because they turn into a little gang and bully the Very Large dogs by playing Cow Herding Simulator 5000 with them, and especially if Herschel is there, because corgis are bossy-pants dogs, and Herschel has the bossiest pants of them all and acts as leader.
Despite being a little Don Corgleone to the short bitch mafia, Hershcel is also a Huge Baby and will apparently cry and cry and try to climb the fence and cry and eat people's shoelaces and cry if he is separated from Charlie during playtime, so this means any time that "Corgi Party" is happening, Charlie also has to go to Corgi party, despite being full-height, running cat software and a senior citizen. he copes with being Gulliver amongst the Liliputians by climbing onto the roof of the playskool castle they have for a climbing structure in the yard, kicking the ladder down behind him, and stretching out to nap in the sun while the corgi frolic and gambol around him.
Corgi are dogs that make up and play games with secret rules, like kindergartners. "Everyone bark in sync" is a popular game, as is "follow the leader" and it's companion game "March in a circle around a tall structure like ants caught in a death loop".
So what I was greeted with, when the attendant and I snuck out to the play yard, was the sight of Charlie, sound asleep and flat on his back with his paws crossed over his chest because sighthounds sleep in the stupidest fucking positions, on top of a faux-medieval castle with gargoyles on the corners, surrounded by approximately seven Corgi, all trotting in a circle around him, barking in sync.
"They look like they're preforming some kind of ritual!" giggled the attendant as attempted to get my phone to focus.
"Yeah, they're gonna summon Corgtulhu." I said.
Unfortunately, this made the attendant literally fall on her ass laughing, and distracted Herschel and his compatriots, so they didn't get to complete the summons, and I didn't get the pic.
The attendant kept laughing because apparently she's new to puns, and had mostly gotten it under control by the time we got everyone's leashes on and back out to the front.
The manager was watching the front desk, bemused. Did you get to see them doing the ritual?"
"YEAH!" shrieks the attendant, still excitable with merriment. "THEY'RE- THEY WERE-" The attendant ends up giggling on the floor.
"You okay there Katie?" asked the manager with minimal concern.
"We think they were trying to summon Corgthulhu." I eplain, and Katie screams from the floor. "Wasn't gonna work though, you need a virgin sacrifice and Charlie had an STD when we got him."
It was the manager's turn to shriek. and for Charlie and Herschel to start barking in solidarity.
"That's right Charlie! Your sluttiness saved the world!" I told him, as he jumped up and kicked me in the face.
Anyway, that's why Charlie's nickname at daycare is now "Superman(whore)"
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