Sirius: My only talent is being stress.
Lily: Don't you mean stressed?
Sirius: No.
We live in a dystopia....
If the background actors don't come in for work because they exist virtually then the background costume and background hair and make up and their catering and transport and all the other departments that look after them get cut too. These things have knock on effects...
Something that I first applied to working with children, and have applied in a limited form to working with adults: you don't need to tell someone when they read your instructions wrong. Sometimes it's enough to point out what they did right and then whatever they didn't do? You ask them to do it in more precise words, and you make it sound like it's a new request. Remarkable how fast things get done this way.
This is also a habit I built up from emergency response training. If I say "I need you to bring me a first aid kit and an accident report" and you bring me just a first aid kit, it's so much more efficient to say "thanks now can you bring me an accident report" than "I asked you to bring an accident report why didn't you bring me one".
Once you've internalized "a person bleeding out is one of the worst times to start an argument" you start to wonder what other tasks could get accomplished without arguing
queerpunksrock
a boy and a girl can be gay for each other if theyre bisexual and their genders are weird enough
I never used to understand what “making connections” looked like but it turns out it’s standing at a party and saying “I’ve been thinking about getting into the film industry” and someone saying “Oh, Sarah works in the film industry” and Sarah yelling from accross the room “Did someone say my name?!?!?!”
You casually mention that you’ve been thinking about such and such and your professor overhears and is like “oh I know someone who works there. Do you want me to email them for you?” And you go “Sure.”
It’s the six layers of separation thing. Everyone is only so many layers away from everyone else. So if you stand in the correct rooms and say the correct things out loud once in a while eventually someone will say “Oh, I know a guy.”
And then eventually you turn into the guy that someone knows. I think. It’s hard to tell.
in recent events of that zoo losing the clouded leopard, it reminded me of the time i went to a large petting zoo and there was a free roaming little black sheep. cutest little guy i ever saw, soi went to the zookeeper nearby and said ‘i think its really cute how you have a sheep thats allowed to just walk around. ‘ then the zookeepers eyes widened and he grabbed his walky talky and ran
if you’re on tumblr and over the age of 24 it means the mental illness won
RANT
I was confidently lesbian for three years. I finally had accepted myself. Life was looking up. Then i met my bestie. Then i met this stupid dude whose stupid phermones had an effect on me. Ive never been struck by anyones existence before. I thought i was a demisexual lesbian. Now i have to deal with being attracted to a man. My bestie was sooooo supportive of me having to figure it out. She wouldnt let me bully myself about it. I was 23 at the time. Im 26 now. Still figuring out if I like men. Women? Unapologeticly attracted. Confidently. Undeniably. Men? Idk. Im open to it ever since pheromone man stole my sexuality. I had a girlfriend for a couple months recently and things did not work out. Just two very different perspectives on life.
This very gorgeous for a dude internet friend asked me out to dinner after he heard i was single again. Dude shot his shot and went for it. I had dinner with him. He walked in behind me at the restaurant where we met up and low and behold. The pheromone thing happened again. It was a good date. He was super sweet and the chat over dinner was just like how wed been talking over the phone. He was nervous which was a first for me because guys usually get straight to it but this dude was actually into me. Like not just physically. Like the whole me as a person. Usually i only get that with women ive dated. Were gonna go on another date soon. Weve been texting even more since date#1.
But, i cant talk to my bestie about him. If i mention him, she gets dismissive, leaves the room like i didnt start talking with her, or just gives me silent treatment for the rest of the day through the next morning. Ive been able to talk to her about dates or my relationships before. For some reason, this particular person, is upsetting for her to talk about. She doesnt know him as far as i know. He doesnt know her. So its not like ive went on a date with her ex er something. Im just sad because i want to be excited about this person because things are going well. I dont have other friends that im close enough with that i can be like "look what he said" or "im so excited to see him " or "what should i wear for this date" or any of the normal things you normally get to include your best friend on when you start seeing someone.
I don't know what happened to make her feel like ive slapped who she is if i say or do anything that involves this guy. So here i am on tumblr bc she doesnt have one. Idk where else to talk about this. I want to be excited. I want to be hyped up before i go out. Dating a man is something i havent done in years. 6 years in fact. I was 20 last time i spoke romantically to a guy and wasnt just shooting them down when they kept trying to get to just sleep with them bc im gay or sleep with them and their girlfriend or worse, theyre after my bestie and think the two of us wanna sleep with them at the same time.
This dude wants to get to know me. I want to feel comfortable and confident letting him get to know me. I dont want to feel like im commiting treason for going on a date.