the universe beckons

A friend has once again brought it to my attention that it is unusual to have an intact chronological memory of life prior to age 12 and you know what’s weird to ME is that the rest of yall forgot how to sing the clean-up song

Other shit:

Yes I’ve talked about this before and yes I’m going to talk about it again because every single person on earth should be fully and viscerally aware that being a kid feels like every description I’ve ever read of recovering from a stroke and we all grow up and forget and talk about childhood like it was magic.

Yeah some of it was fun and all but don’t you remember FALLING DOWN CONSTANTLY? You don’t remember needing help putting a shirt on cause you got your arm stuck and couldn’t get out and panicked so bad you started crying? You DON’T remember being just CONSTANTLY STICKY? Ohhh my good, pissing yourself. Pissing yourself was the worst. Christ alive, and being put in the playpen with a weird kid

Why were you falling into the toilet?

I WAS LIKE TWO FEET TALL

I know this is a joke but like, yeah. It is. I promise you.

See, I had graduated early from highschool and then got my associates in Zoology. But then, from ages 18-23, I was medicated with antipsychotics and (for those last two years) a deadly combo of sedatives due to misdiagnosis after misdiagnosis, and then a psychiatrist who was legitimately on drugs and just writing random shit that almost killed me.

Anyway, needless to say, my brain turned to mush and stopped working, and it took me 6 years to get some sort of bachelors degree (in fashion??) and I graduated at the bottom of my class.

And then I got properly diagnosed (the “psychosis” was just narcolepsy) and got off all those meds. And I was so afraid my brain was permanently fucked. And it is, cause of the narcolepsy part, but the narcolepsy doesn’t kill the parts of your brain where your smarts are.

But I went back to school. Got another bachelors studying sustainable tourism. Turns out my smarts hadn’t gone anywhere when my brain turned to mush. I graduated with a 3.98 GPA.

Now I’m getting my masters in biology studying the intersection of tourism and the conservation of the critically endangered Cozumel raccoon. And doing well. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Your brain is not a muscle in the literal sense, but it is a muscle in the sense that the more you use it, the better developed it becomes. Not using it might make its usefulness dip for a bit, but that doesn't mean it's gone forever. You might have to work your way back up, start with easier exercises (puzzles, creative exercises, critical thinking questions) before jumping back into the stuff you used to do, but like a couch to 5k slowly ramp up the difficulty and you'll get there in the end. No one's brains are useless, you just gotta meet 'em where they're at.

The brain can literally rewire itself around MISSING PHYSICAL PARTS OF IT. Which is so cool! The brain is amazing in its resilience.

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if someone forces you to choose a condiment to eat with fried chicken what do you choose

okay but there is something disquieting about this urge to cast fan writers as altruists. they give us all this for free!! well, no.

they’re sharing

it’s a key difference in perception. fic isn’t given. it’s shared. it’s part of a fandom community— in which readers are also an integral part.

it’s probably inevitable mission creep from the increasingly transactional nature of the internet and fandom-as-consumerism, which was always gonna happen after corps worked out how much bank there is to make from those weirdo fan people

but like. fandom is sharing. i think we’ve lost that somewhere.

Eureka: The Fanservice Files adds a Trait to the game for your investigator having huge boobs.

This Mundane Trait, called “Well Endowed,” is for investigators with huge boobs.

It has two benefits and two downsides. The first is obvious, a +1 Contextual bonus to the Seduce Skill, always active. The second is a bit more situational. It makes your investigator’s cleavage function as a storage space, which, now that I’m writing it out, I think that that might be one of the features of Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy that i haven’t explained on social media at all.

So now this post is about the Wealth Skill too.

In Eureka, you don’t track individual dollars, your investigators have a Wealth Skill Rating. This is essentially their social/economic class, and it serves dual purpose. Firstly, it can be rolled for knowledge of high-class society, and the modifier can be reversed when rolling for knowledge of lower class society.

This also acts as a modifier for WP roll, which i have already covered in a previous post.

During gameplay, though, Wealth can also be rolled to purchase useful items at stores. With a Full Success, they can find and buy just what they’re looking for. With a Partial Success, they may be able to find something slightly worse than what they need, or they can buy what they need but they lose Composure from financial stress.

Wealth rolls like this are not only made at stores though, they can be made at the investigator’s house, vehicle, or backpack, usually with a negative modifier, to determine if they already had what they needed tucked away in the closet or trunk or something. (Fairies in particular have a bit of a hammerspace thing going on with these, and can pull much more out of places than one would expect them to be able to hold.)

The “Well Endowed” Trait extends this ability to your investigator’s cleavage. It has a low modifier, but at any time they can try to produce a useful item from between their breasts. The snoop illustration for this isn’t ready yet, but it will feature a snoop and a well-endowed snoopette both tied up with padlocked chains; and the snoopette is wiggling a set of lock picks out from between her breasts for the snoop to take and free them both.

(The hammerspace features of fairies’ storage also extends to “Well Endowed” if they have it. A well-endowed fairy could even hide a person in there, in a pinch, with onlookers none the wiser.)

Now for the downsides of Well Endowed. If a well-endowed investigator is ever trying to squeeze through a very small gap, they run the risk of getting stuck thanks to their enormous breasts. Secondly, any time a well-endowed investigator starts moving on-foot at a rate that would require the Speed rules to come into play, they must make a small Composure roll, because ouch, their back!

Download Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy and its April Fools add-on Eureka: The Fanservice Files from itchio now, or get them from out patreon! They’re free on itchio, but we could really use the money if you can spare it!

using a big pot to cook a fuckton of food is awesome until you need to wash the pot and then its the worst thing ever

Favorite adderall review

You have to watch the dosage.

You have to watch the dosage.

No other website could ever possibly bind mutuals together stronger than tumblr. It's like this: I'm scrolling past your art which is beautiful and warm I love it I hope you get on the trending page, oh you finally posted your fic i'm so proud of you, i'm sorry that you're having a hard time with work, school or you think you're hard to love, you're not because I love you and it's so easy. you're being silly tonight on the dash, it's good to see you after your hiatus. I also like that ship, they're keeping me up at night, can you share your joy with me? I saw your tags on my post, did you see me like it? hey it's been months and I've grown quite fond of you. see you tomorrow, same time or perhaps when the sun rises for me and sets for you. Isn't that wonderful?

reverse gaslighting where i pretend to know exactly what you are talking about

academic conferences

Work meetings

Interviews

Auditory processing disorder

conversations with my cats who are yelling

telling a small baby that they made an excellent point and you fully agree

video game lore

We never really talked about it but The Ugly Ducking that grew up to be a beautiful swan was still probably pretty fugly from a duck’s perspective

Like that story isn’t about an ugly duckling that grew up sexy, it’s a fucking swan was judged as a duck and hated itself as a duck until it found out it wasn’t a duck and stopped trying to be a duck.

The actual ducks in the neighborhood were probably still looking around at perfectly normal swans like “damn, look at those busted ass ducks”

This is pretty important, actually. The good ending is finding the other swans, not tearing yourself to pieces trying to impress the ducks.

think about your blorbos ON THE CLOCK

My roommate thought she hated cooking and then she moved in with me and started using knives that were actually sharp and realized cooking is fun. Sometimes I wonder how many other situations are like this. It's not you, or your skills. It's just the lack of correct tools. Everyone knows you need a knife in the kitchen but no one mentions a sharpening stone.

Also you should probably sharpen your knife.

Speaking less metaphorically I literally do wonder how many people would realize Cooking Doesn't Suck if only they had sharper knives. Cutting vegetables is not supposed to be a workout. You're not supposed to apply force when you press down. If you have to force the knife down then the knife is dull! This is a fixable problem!

Also, if you accidentally cut yourself with a sharp knife it makes a way cleaner cut that is much easier to heal and less likely to get infected

A sharp knife is also less likely to cut you, because you're not using as much force, so you have more control!

in loving memory of my favorite shirt

turmeric kun update

happy yuri night everybody

First rule of being a graphic designer…they will absolutely just print and use your fake placeholder copy so just go into it expecting that