cyle:

memories:

apparently, I joined this tumblr place at 03/30/2009 9:41:12 PM.

if anyone wants to see when they signed up for tumblr, visit the above post. it displays your registration timestamp when you view the post itself, but when you reblog it, it’ll copy that timestamp.

that blog is a little bit of chaotic tumblr magic i built for april fools a long time ago.

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  7-24-10    ooh my blog is almost a teenager!   




startrekdescribed:

avoicefromthestars:

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Little Green Men

[Image description: a gifset from Star Trek: Deep Space Nine showing Quark as he says, “My people have been watching your world for years. We know all about you. Baseball, root beer, darts, atom bombs.” /end image description]

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lasaraconor:

Kidd Gorgeous -Nightfish 

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  strong Dave the diver vibes   




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shitsncraps:

penrosesun:

one-time-i-dreamt:

one-time-i-dreamt:

Gomez and Morticia Addams got divorced. I woke up mortified and with a sense of inexplicable dread.

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mihai-florescu:

Too Online For Regular Friendships IRL, But Not Online Enough For Discord Friend Groups

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secondbeatsongs:

somehow instead of saying “as a treat”, I’ve started using the phrase “for morale”, as if my body is a ship and its crew, and I (the captain) have to keep us in high spirits, lest we suffer a mutiny in the coming days.

and so I will eat this small block of fancy cheese, for morale. I will take a break and drink some tea, for morale. I will pick up that weird bug, for morale.

I’m not sure if it helps, but it does entertain me

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julykings:

yesterday’s sketchbook, words from sparrow by big thief

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mclennonyaoi:

mclennonyaoi:

mclennonyaoi:

“it’s weird for queer minors to be friends with queer adults” oh my god. ohhh my god.

intergenerational community support, especially in a community that is split so much age wise as the queer community, is immensely fucking important. get to know older queers and younger queers. this is how communities frazzle out and die to infighting.

the hypothetical queer adult that people are mad over in the post this is refrencing is 35 years old. only 35.

July 19  (32082)   [via] 
  I swear to god half the time I’m doing therapy with a trans youth it’s for mental health    and half the time it’s because they don’t know a single queer adult in their life    and they need positive relationships with adults who aren’t their parents or teachers    what about us 30-somethings and 50-somethings?    why does that only start at 18 stOP saying queer adults are inherently predatory    my boyfriend desperately wants to work with kids but is afraid of how people will perceive him as a weird sex positive bisexual man    he’s amazing with kids    he’s so validating and affirming and he tries so hard    but he’s terrified of the way parents will see and treat him    it fucking kills me   




tooies:

this website’s moderation sucks ass and it has a terrible bot problem and there are an enormous amount of bugs but thankfully we have a staff team hard at work not addressing any of these but instead making shitty ui changes that nobody wants

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dduane:

mattnathanson:

“No writing is wasted. Did you know that sourdough from San Francisco is leavened partly by a bacteria called lactobacillus sanfrancisensis? It is native to the soil there, and does not do well elsewhere. But any kitchen can become an ecosystem. If you bake a lot, your kitchen will become a happy home to wild yeasts, and all your bread will taste better. Even a failed loaf is not wasted. Likewise, cheese makers wash the dairy floor with whey. Tomato gardeners compost with rotten tomatoes. No writing is wasted: the words you can’t put in your book can wash the floor, live in the soil, lurk around in the air. They will make the next words better.”

— ERIN BOW

So, so very much this.

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lostlightsperceptor:

nonegenderleftpain:

helixsnake:

I remember someone saying “mad scientists in fiction aren’t scientists because there’s never a control group”

I think if you’ve created an elixir that turns people into goat men you have sort have gone past the need for a control group. The control group is not going to placebo themselves into goat men. You can probably not run the control group, and safely assume that none of them would have turned into goat men. That said, having a control group for that would make the mad scientist seem extra crazy and be really really funny, especially if he was carefully testing them for goat like features from the dyed water they drank instead of the elixir

@aydascomprehendsubtext

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southhbound:

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TED LASSO • 1.07 // 2.13

…when the team is singing “So Long, Farewell” to Ted, there’s a very brief cutaway to the sideline and Roy is mouthing along the words to the song. Was that intentional or did they just like catch you in a moment? Yeah. In season 1, if you look closely, Roy is mouthing along to “Let it Go” in the karaoke [scene]. Roy knows all these songs ‘cause of [his niece] Phoebe — he’s watched all these things with Phoebe. And so whether Roy knows it or not, he subconsciously knows all of these f—ing songs. He can’t help himself. -Brett Goldstein, Entertainment Weekly

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hoooshiiiii:

geekinglikeaboss:

ramyeongif:

ADHD

Add onto this the constant feeling of being overwhelmed. You didn’t get the laundry done yesterday and now there are piles of it. You forgot to take out the chicken so now you’re trying to throw something together for dinner at 9 pm. You forgot to order your prescription and now it’s the weekend so you’re going to go without for 2 days. There are dishes in the sink. You forgot to plug in the vacuum so now you can’t even clean the floor. There are hobbies you can’t do because you’ve convinced yourself you aren’t allowed to experience fun until the work is finished. Slowly, it all builds and you are left sitting there with so much to do and the inability to organize tasks leaves you paralyzed and lost amid everything! Honestly, you fucking break down crying because you feel like an incomplete person incapable of caring for themselves.

It is 11 AM on a Wednesday, I was not prepared for this.

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