Zhiyong Jing, Insomnia
cherry valley forever
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Janaina Medeiros
noise dept.

Product Placement

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Andulka
Peter Solarz

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Xuebing Du
d e v o n
KIROKAZE
Cosimo Galluzzi
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Mike Driver

#extradirty
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Zhiyong Jing, Insomnia

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Today my art history professor gave some words of wisdom:
Nude is when your clothes are off. Naked is when your clothes are off and youโre up to somethingย
a small thing i learned from my sister dying is that i really would rather the people i love be a burden than be whatever the hell else they'd be if they weren't. yes even if it's messy and not always fair and hard and completely inconvenient for everyone involved. even if it's weird. even if i'm rolling my eyes a bit inside sometimes. i just want you to bother me. please always bother me
This tweet read me to filth
Spiritually my spirit is always smoking a cigarette but physically i am.not because hashatg smoking kills

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hyperfixation please stay with me long enough to complete the project. hyperfixation do not fade. hyperfixation finish what you started for the love of god
trivia & fun facts
It Happened One Night (1934)
I canโt let you out of my life now.
Clark Gable & Claudette Colbert It Happened One Night (1934), directed by Frank Capra
"Why would this character be jealous of their friend's romantic relationships? Clearly they're in love with them" I don't know if you guys have ever Had Friends but it's actually pretty common for people to feel jealous if their best friend suddenly has less time for them and is prioritising someone they just met over them. That's not inherently romantic, that's the general human desire to be valued by the people you value.
I truly and genuinely love Spider-Noir. The show fucks severely. And I know there are some inconsistencies between it and the Spider-Verse movies, but I can remedy those real quick. Ben lied. He lied about his backstory when he met the other spiders because he just Didnโt Wanna Fucking Get Into It. Not when he was in the company of a talking pig and a colorful anime girl with a giant robot. Oh so they got bitten by normal sized spiders and had a somewhat comedic, non-traumatic reckoning with their powers? Yeah sure. He did too. Hey do they have egg creams here orrr-

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ya know i am genuinely curious how spider-noir is being so slept on.
ben reilly is a tumblr tailor made genuine wet cat sad hound dog eyes trash fire of a human being blorbo AND YET
cat hardy is a slinky, complex beautifully rendered gaslight gatekeep girlboss with a tragic backstory AND YET
robbie robertson is a take no shit know your worth let me help ray of sunshine AND YET
janet ruiz is a fast talking competent to hell and back investigator with a heart of gold who WILL cut a bitch for her friends and family AND YET
you disappoint me, tumblr.
sometimes i have strong opinions but they're also so inane that halfway through writing a post i'll be like "yeah, this is Absolutely not worth the energy it's taking" and delete everything. but then the opinion is still in my head. and i still want to share it. so within five minutes i go "you know, i bet i can phrase it more succinctly this time" and anyway. you all see where this is going. sometimes i do this four times in a row before i give up on the specific inane opinion and instead write a vague post about the concept of opinions as if that'll satisfy the urge to post the entirety of my inner monologue online. may or may not be relevant to what you're reading right now. and now all our lives have been enriched. you're welcome
you gotta read, you gotta write, you gotta draw, you gotta watch films and shows. there is literally NO time to be employed
wait ok this is actually one that has caused some contention before when I've talked to people about it. reblog and tag whether or not you check the weather prediction every day before going out

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your weird obsession with moral purity is degrading your critical thinking skills and poisoning your ability to empathize with other people btw
your weird obsession with moral purity is degrading your critical thinking skills and poisoning your ability to empathize with other people btw
#why those things specifically ๐๐๐
For the same reason Godwin's law exists. They weaponize rape and incest [and usually also pedopihlia] to make an unwinnable argument.
If you call your opponent a pedophile, who is gonna speak up that maybe you're wrong? That clearly just means they're a pedophile, too.
It also means nothing the person ever said can be correct - not even whether sky is blue, because you don't want to besaying the same things a pedophile said, do you?
It's the same ideaology as TERFs obsessing over 'evil trannies sneaking into bathrooms to rape little girls', or 'icky prochoicers using abortion as birth control'. They lap an extreme people are uncomfortable discussing, let alone arguing, and pretend that means they wont the discussion.
I've been saying this in discussions around censorship for years.
When you say "all censorship is bad" and someone retorts "What about incest?" or "what about rape content?" they are trying to rhetorically back you into a corner where you cede your argument, not because you've been convinced or gained a new perspective, but because they're intimidating you with the prospect of social backlash.
once you cede your argument in any way (say, with fictional incest) fascists have their foot in the door.
once you cede that one kind of fiction is evil, fascists will take that same logic and apply it to everything else.
this is "think of the children" pearl clutching about trans and queer folk, D&D, video games, etc etc etc. it's weaponized fascism and you're falling for it by moralizing fiction and policing thoughts.
this doesn't mean you can have personal taste or triggers, that we shouldn't age-restrict things, tag them with warnings, or think critically about how we (individuals and society) ingest media. that doesn't mean disregarding the fact that fiction can affect reality.
it just means acknowledging the fact that you can't know a person's thoughts. all fiction can be harmless and good for something, for someone, somewhere. instead of letting fear and disgust drive your reaction, flex that empathy and sympathy and reconcile that there are minds out there that you don't understand--and that doesn't make them evil.
Funny thing about that last reblog: it's censored. The original quote uses "sons-of-bitches," not "scoundrels."
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So I just simultaneously did, and possibly didn't lose my job today :)
Very much did in the sense that I literally do not know where my job is at the moment. But, for the time being I haven't been let go because nobody else including the store owner knows where it is either.
So, I don't wanna risk doxxing myself by posting pictures but goddamn am I tempted because this is not a believable event. This is a cartoon problem. For looneytoons.
But yeah, so, I work(ed?) at a kiosk selling boba tea, right? Freestanding kiosk in the mall with full water and electrical hookups and multiple fridges and sinks and a mini kitchen and the works. Fully functional tea shop. Very important to note that it was there last night, The work chat was discussing another issue last night at closing time. I'll get back to this.
It's been showing signs of being on the way out with how business is being handled lately and I've been considering other options, which is probably why I'm not as torn up about this as I should be, but maybe it just hasn't set in yet, but that's not the point. The point is there's been a lot of shit breaking and not being replaced and nobody mentioning anything about it until I walk into work in the morning and have to figure out why shit like the fucking cash register isn't there today. So I'm kinda used to having to ask questions about big things that nobody bothered to update me on. I was out for two weeks recovering from a surgery, so I came to work this morning assuming there'd be some kind of bullshit, yeah?
So, the question I had to ask the chat this morning was:
Not a text I ever thought I'd have to send in sincerity, but there it is. Because what I found instead was a fenced off patch of discolored tiles and a few holes in the floor where my entire place of employment used to be.
And the answer? Nobody knows! It was there last night when the mall closed, and every single trace of the structure and all its contents including drink making supplies and our safe and cashbox was gone when it opened again. And when I say nobody knows, I mean everyone from last night's closers to the actual (former?) owner of the store jad no fucking clue about this until getting that text from me this morning. For once I am actually the first to know. ๐.
So. I guess I didn't so much lose my job as had it stolen. Not by AI, but good old fashioned hands-on human beings picking it up and carrying it away somehow. All mall security would tell me was that they were instructed not to tell me anything and have us contact our management. Who also don't know anything. And later on I came across some construction workers around the gravesite of the kiosk discussing filling in the holes, asked them about it, and was told that they "weren't at liberty to say".
So, not only is my job gone in the most literal physical sense of the word, but it was taken in some kind of super secret kiosk extraction in the dead of night without any warning or witnesses and nobody is allowed to speak of it. The store owner said she was gonna figure it out 10 hours ago and still no word back.
I don't know what else to say aside from I've been laughing all day and I'm gonna have a hell of a time explaining Schrodinger's Unemployment to the benefits office.
Update that is not an update because I'm basically certain this isn't what actually happened:
My mother in law thinks the FBI took it.
Not any of the other stores around the state. Just the one little kiosk.
Why? Because she loves a conspiracy and is just a little bit extra.
Also because she was around for the massive crackdown on Yakuza-owned businesses in Waikiki (in her homestate) that did actually involve the FBI seizing stores (no confirmation of making kiosks cleanly disappear in the middle of the night though).
Still no word from my job on what's actually going on, but the most likely theory so far is that maybe the kiosk was on lease and got repossessed? The mystery continues
(also shout out to the person who proposed Carmen Sandiego)
ACTUAL (partial) UPDATE:
According to the owner, based on what she's been able to find out, the kiosk was not removed legally and they're starting a potentially long process of legal action. I hope she gets to sue the shit out of whoever did it but for now at least I know for sure I'm unemployed.
Really hoping for more details in terms of who/why/how, so I'll keep updating if I learn anything.
For now the summary is: An unnamed entity that is most likely mall management (on account of mall security cooperating with them) stole an entire kiosk and all the contents including money and machinery with barely a trace in the middle of the night grinch-style, with zero warning or explanation, and ensured the silence of both security and the construction crew, in an action that was definitely preplanned and illegal, and as far as I know nobody knows its whereabouts.
So now I'm officially out of a job. Because my workplace was literally stolen in the night.
Actually fuck it let's share some photos cause I wouldn't be inclined to believe this myself. It's not like anyone can stalk me at my job now and I'm not gonna have to see any coworkers that might find my tumblr.
Enjoy the unintentionally funniest text I've ever sent in my life
Aaand a close-up:
The last remains of a once Very Much Solid And Immobile Workplace
HEY HI HELLO THIS ONE'S MY FAVORITE
via @kagaminilen
[cut to a kiosk on legs, sipping a boba, while wandering into the nearest forest on chicken legs]
Here you go @a-bit-too-dyscrasic