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when james baldwin "you think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read" & "love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up" & "it took many years of vomiting up all the filth i’d been taught about myself, and half-believed, before i was able to walk on the earth as though i had a right to be here" & "you have to go the way your blood beats. if you don't live the only life you have, you won't live some other life, you won't live any life at all" & &

rewatching Mamma Mia! and just. it’s so perfect in it’s imperfection. people are sweating and their hair is messy and the makeup is minimal and the older people have wrinkles and also look hot and the costuming is chaotic and perfect and the actors were a little tipsy and they mess up lines and aren’t always perfectly on pitch and some of them are clearly not singers or dancers but they look like they’re having so much fun and I really believe that they’re on a greek island that’s the site of Aphrodite’s fountain and god it’s just a perfect movie.

It's spring now which means the kids in my city have started drawing hopscotches on the sidewalk and as a rule I do every hopscotch I see because 1. Use it or lose it (ability to scotch) and 2. If a child got down on the hardscrabble streets of Boston Massachusetts to draw a scotch the least I can do is use it, but in doing the hopscotches, I've learned that about 50% of them are the typical 8-10 step scotch and the other 50% are. Somewhat avant-garde. And of course I'm not vetting the entire scotch before I start it so sometimes it's like haha 8 steps woo! Childlike whimsy! And sometimes they're 20 steps or 30 or they've got a section with three squares instead of two where you have to do a little Charleston to step on all three, or, memorably, FORTY one foot squares. A full BLOCK of jumping on one foot but I'm no quitter so once I've started Jigsaw Junior's fuckin hopscotch gauntlet I'm there til the end just a daily pot smoker in her thirties jumping kasa-obake style through an affluent suburb while some little proto-kennedy watches from his bedroom window rubbing his sadistic little third grade hands together and cackling. It's amazing. I love spring.

still annoyed my mom threw out my wisdom teeth. you don't just RECYCLE SOMEONE'S TEETH, MOTHER

My sister got our cousin’s baby teeth (both graduated from college at this point) for Christmas and they were perturbed to say the least

always, this website beckons me back with its siren song

note to self: do NOT double the chocolate chip cookie recipe. the mixer can’t handle it. I can’t handle it. my knees hurt. I’ve been rotating cookie sheets since I was born and I will be rotating cookie sheets until I die

Never underestimate the power of just slapping "in an AU where..." onto the beginning of a plot idea/summary. You can do whatever you want once you got that shit there. Doesn't matter how absolutely batshit insane it is. As long as it's an AU where that insanity makes even slight sense, you're fucking golden. I once saw a Jar Jar Binks/Sheev Palpatine fic whose summary started out with "A Star Wars AU where Jar Jar never met Qui-Gon, and instead became a couples/family counselor on Naboo" and like. Wild fucking concept. Probably a wild fucking story. But no matter what happens, you've already got it covered because you established right from the start that this is already a universe where Jar Jar fucking Binks is a couples/family counselor. Anything else that happens is just bizarre icing on an already buck fucking wild cake. You can do whatever you want

And before anyone's like "bUt WhAt WeRe YoU dOiNg At ThE dEvIlS sAcRaMeNt" I was ACTUALLY looking up fics about Lurtz (the urukhai secondary antagonist from Fellowship of the Ring who kills Boromir) when I came across a "Frodo Baggins & Jar Jar Binks" tag and then ended up looking at Jar Jar Binks fics. I found a fic tagged "Abraham Lincoln/Jar Jar Binks." I also read short Anakin Skywalker/Jar Jar Binks smut fic tagged Major Character death, had the sentence "body horror abounds" in the summary, included Jar Jar calling Anakin out on racism, and a first five sentences that personally came into my home shot me in the face. It was only like 1k. Is any of this better than just being at the devil's sacrament? No. But it is significantly weirder.

do they think... that prologues and epilogues... which take place within the story and are very much inside of the same book as the rest of the pages... don't count as part of the book....???.....

When you thought it would be easy peasy lemon squeezy but it turns out to be difficult difficult lemon difficult.

Imagine being this good at photoshop and using it for evil.

He isn’t evil, he’s just working on genie logic….you need to be REALLY specific

Just came home from a dinner party with the friendgroup at which several people kept saying "Ask Pedro" or "Pedro will know" and I was terrified that they were referring to an AI like Claude but no, thank fuck, they were referring to a cardboard cutout of Pedro Pascal that someone left upstairs and who has been designated a kind of patron saint status in the household.