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This is kinda weird but it makes me really happy that "this is not a place of honor" etc is known and referrable text in my social circles.

Me: whyyyy is this room so dark, is there something wrong with the bulbs? Am I imagining it?? Am I recreating the plot of Gaslight???

Me: oh right, dimmer switch.

I love how someone in 2007 set their flickr name to "login" so now flickr.com/login still just goes to this one random person's page... and because of that, all their pictures have like, for example, 13,000+ views and 2 likes: flickr.com/photos/login/811497

This multipart video essay / documentary on The Hobbit and its production and failures is absolutely incredible and includes some stunning plot twists.

Long but super worth it if you're interested in film criticism or media production. Lindsey Ellis is a master of what she does.

The Hobbit: a long-expected autopsy (part 1/2) [36 minutes]

youtu.be/uTRUQ-RKfUs

MtG, Color, Philosophy, Nerdery, Discourse 

Green: *Meditates peacefully in a clearing in the forest*

Black: *Staggers into the clearing, covered in moss* "GREEN, WHAT THE FUCK!"

Green: *Continues meditating, gives no sign of awareness of Blacks presence*

Black, slowly limping closer, the moss growing and covering their body: "There was mold on my zombies, Green! I worked hard to raise those zombies. I had to make sacrifices. And then you just go and grow mold all over them, take them to pieces!"

Green: *Still Meditating*

Black: "What is wrong with you? Don't you have any respect for other peoples hard work? For their struggle? You think your bugs and your weeds give you license to do whatever you want?"

Green: *Still Meditating*

Black: *Pulls out really evil looking dagger with one hand while other arm breaks off, completely covered in mold* "You never let me have anything! Everything I try and make, you destroy! My mines collapse, my slaves escape into the forest, you grow mold on my zombies."

Green: *Still Meditating*

Black, almost completely covered in mold, beside their face and the hand with the dagger: "Why can't you just let me win for once! Let me have my dark empire, my grand castles, my legion of zombies? " *tries to jump at and stab Green, but their feet are bound to the ground with moss. They collapse, just short of being able to reach Green, as the moss consumes their hand and their weapon.

Green: *Still Meditating*

Black, choking out a few last words as the moss covers their face: "Mold on my zombies. You motherfucker."

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tfw you realize you've used all five of {L,G,B,T,Q} to describe yourself in the last two weeks :blobcat:

evergreen reminder that if you're censoring something, use a solid rectangle larger than the text could be

(eg don't use any kind of brush or blur or distortion filter, just black/white/pink/whatever it out)

I am absolutely floored. HMSChicago sent me this scarf, made of 20 SkyKnit-generated patterns that she debugged & knit herself. Loook at it!
It's a work of art.

There's a bit from Debt: the First 5000 Years where the author reflects we should try thinking about freedom not in terms of ability to trade and enter financial contract, but the opportunity to form deep social relationships of trust and mutuality.

I think about that a lot.

annoyed at men 

I'm starting to try and make an effort to not automatically cede as much space when guys do that.

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annoyed at men 

I'm becoming increasingly frustrated with guys at clubs getting into my airspace. Like, okay, I get that it's crowded and yeah there's gonna be some amount of contact. But there's a pattern of specifically men carelessly pushing in while talking or dancing with a partner and I guess presuming that I'll move?

Last night one guy was pretty much pinning @acetone_kitten against the stage even after I went as far as verbally pointing out what he was doing.

subnautica lol 

Ten minutes into Subnautica: "oh shit I can't go over there. There's Stalkers over there, and they have really big teeth!"

Ten hours into Subnautica: "Oh, the Stalker I just waltzed past noticed me! I guess someone wants to say hi. Hi Stalker!"

me, whenever I reject a call from an unknown number: "But what if it's someone I know calling from jail and they need someone to bail them out?"

It's a weirdly specific anxiety.

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