fritolaycorporation:

wgats up everyone it’s the officiaol, frito lays company representenetive here to tell you that the company officially condones and endorses murder in all instances no matter what, and this is the official belief held by the company. so just keep that in mind. we also condone everuthing else that’s bad too

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aromanticduck:

I came up with this three-way table to help me (and now you, if you want) to rate things out of 5 stars. I was thinking of books and films when I made it, but you can probably use it for other stuff.

A three by three table (excluding row and column headings).  The columns are labelled: Nothing really wrong with it A few things wrong with it So many things wrong with it  The rows are labelled: Lots of awesome things A few awesome things Nothing really awesome  The cells inside the table are labelled as follows: Lots of awesome things/nothing really wrong with it: 5 stars Lots of awesome things/a few things wrong with it: 4 stars (spicy) Lots of awesome things/so many things wrong with it: 3 stars (spicy) A few awesome things/nothing really wrong with it: 4 stars (bland) A few awesome things/a few things wrong with it: 3 stars (mild) A few awesome things/so many things wrong with it: 2 stars (spicy) Nothing really awesome/nothing really wrong with it: 3 stars (bland) Nothing really awesome/a few things wrong with it: 2 stars (bland) Nothing really awesome/so many things wrong with it: 1 starALT

The idea is that you rate the thing on how much stuff you loved and how much stuff you hated, and those things weight against each other. There’s only one way to get 5 stars or 1 star, so those should end up as the rarest ratings, wtih 3 stars being the most common.

‘Spicy’ means that the thing inspires emotion, whether positive or negative, while 'bland’ means it doesn’t affect you much either way.

An example of a 3-star (spicy) - for me personally - would be the Twilight series, because there’s plenty of garbage in there but also some things that are like crack to me. I can’t think of an example of a 3 star (bland) because by nature they don’t stick in the mind.

(This also assumes giving 0 stars isn’t allowed. That’d throw it out of whack…)

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rubensmuse:

uoa:

do you ever tell people you’ll be going to sleep but then you don’t and you have to not do anything noticable online for the sake of it seeming as if you didn’t lie to them

the last time i got sloppy with this @tinynaught Columbo’d me

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hyratel:

captain-jenmerica:

deadddeviant:

rigil-kentauris:

*me, getting ready to hit you with a sick-ass keyboard smash*:

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I see your Palm keyboard and raise an IBM Butterfly keyboard. 

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WHAT THE FUCK ARE THESE

it’s called “the late 90s/early 00s was a WILD time in consumer electronics”

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animatedamerican:

mikkeneko:

After years of living in the adulting world, I think I’ve come to a realization: Manners exist to guide you to good conduct even when you’re in a bad mood.

When you’re happy, when you’re feeling generous, when you’re pleased with your gift or your service or your outcome, it’s easy to be nice. It’s easy to tip the waiter well when you’ve had a good day. It’s easy to thank the teller or the clerk when you got what you wanted out of the transaction. It’s easy to smile and chit-chat with strangers on the road when you’re in a good mood.

It’s hard to tip the waiter when you didn’t enjoy your food. It’s hard to thank the clerk for their time when you’ve just been told there’s a problem with their account and they weren’t able to fix it for you. It’s hard to think of something nice to say when your aunt gave you a crappy sweater you neither need nor want. It’s hard to be nice to people when you’ve had a shitty day. It’s HARD.

That’s what manners are for. Scripts and phrases that you learn by rote to say when you can’t think of a single nice or good thing to say from your own volition. Yes, they’re scripted. Yes, the sentiment is empty. But the scripts work in every situation, and the emptiness provides a buffer between your own unhappiness and the rest of society.

Because most of the time, it’s not the waiter’s fault that the food you ordered wasn’t what you expected. It’s not the clerk’s fault that your account is overdrawn. It’s not the fault of the barista or the stranger on the subway that you got fired today or your favorite aunt died. But even when you can’t summon a smile or a cheery word, you can still have manners, because they will serve you the same in sunshine or rain.

This is very wise and very well put.

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stripedroseandsketchpads:

summer-fruits-and-cream:

what-even-is-thiss:

what-even-is-thiss:

what-even-is-thiss:

So many people who get periods are like “Ugh it sucks that having a menstrual cycle makes you almost die every month” like no that’s not normal you need to go to the doctor

If any of your symptoms go beyond “just like, super annoying ugh whatever” levels you should probably go see a doctor about that

You should not feel so depressed you want to die, you should not be getting mood swings so bad that you become violent, your cramps should not be so bad that you can’t get out of bed, your period should not last more than a week, you should not be losing so much blood that you feel dizzy. Go to the doctor.

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Premenstrual Dysphoric Disorder (PMDD)

Endometriosis

Polycystic Ovary Syndrome (PCOS)

Uterine Fibroids

(Cleveland Clinic & Mayo Clinic are both pretty good about using gender-neutral language in their articles).

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mrsmarymorstan:

spockderangementsyndrome:

spockderangementsyndrome:

I know “60s housewives who invented slash fanfiction” has taken on a life of its own as a phrase, but Kirk/Spock didn’t really exist until the 70s and THOSE WOMEN HAD JOBS. They were teachers and librarians and bookkeepers and scientists and they damn well spent their own money going to conventions, printing zines, buying fanart and making fandom happen. Put some respect on their names.

Salute to our troops (70s careerwomen who put their hard-earned dollars into homemade gay erotica)

It was women with secretarial jobs doing a lot of the heavy lifting, if memory serves correctly.

They had training in type setting, could churn things out quickly, knew how to organise mailing lists, and had easy access to Expensive High Tech like photocopiers.

Boss make a dollar, she makes a dime. That’s why she’s printing Kirk X Spock zines on company time.

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grunt-j:

ow-my-skin:

toastbutteregg:

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MOMMY FORGOT MY CALMING BANANA

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He got fired for that tweet,,,,

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bardschimesarecute:

tamamita:

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If Spain is Hamas, does that mean Al-Andalus is back?

El regresoooo

Lessgooo

We’re so fucking back

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gunsandfireandshit:

cpericardium:

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This is my favourite interview strategy

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