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slaw is going to try playing disco elysium
i hope they become her blorbos
I almost died sitting in too uncomfortable of a chair in this game….

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witness her
i see y’all appreciating her so have some more
more! more!
ok but i’m gonna run out of funny pictures soon
Kind of enraptured by her
new boards of canada album is surprisingly unsubtle
i was taken aback by all the vocals on the first listen but they're growing on me
wouldn't mind the tracks being like 3x their length though
back in the day, i was playing music has the right to children while giving some friends a ride. student org, errands; i think we went to costco or something? we were all kinda tired at that point.
one was silent for a long time, and eventually spoke up: "whether or not i'm paying attention to it, it sounds the same???"
this album is not like that, i think
new boards of canada album is surprisingly unsubtle
i was taken aback by all the vocals on the first listen but they're growing on me
wouldn't mind the tracks being like 3x their length though
"i wonder why i got on that tangent, anyway," i say, tabbing back to the rss feed for some local events
so I must remind you all: Pride is a marathon, not a sprint.
it's not a fucking marathon!
i think it's a backyard ultra.
why are there so many puppets on this event calendar
why is this coach making me run 10k pace

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I don’t like cooking! Not even easy, foolproof, heat and serve cooking! I feel like I need to have had a full eight hours of sleep to turn on the big high-temperature-deploying appliances. I’m haunted by the conviction of a disaster waiting to happen the entire time the thing is in the oven, because at some point it’s just true that I’m going to overturn a whole ass pan of roast beast trying to gingerly take it out of the surface-of-the-sun ass oven without hurting myself, and there’ll be Drama, and I just extremely don’t want to deal with it. And meanwhile normal people are out there fucking sautéing things, like it’s nothing, like either they aren’t getting hot oil spit all over their hands and forearms or they’ve just accepted that that’s somehow a normal thing to happen to a person, and they’re not just fumbling and dropping hot pans everywhere, and
wait wait. I have another adult coming over. I can get HIM to take the fucking thing out of the oven ✨
the way i feel about cooking is exactly the same way i feel about driving
aka piloting two thousand screaming tons of metal containing a tankful of Thee most flammable substance a normal person ever encounters, at terrifying speed, in a horrible go-kart universe full of other such apparati also going at speed. i’m sorry, but in no fucking conceivable way am i qualified to do this kind of thing, and if i tried to get into the kind of serious school people ought by rights have to go to to do it (my brain suggests piloting school in some space movie or other as an appropriate analog) i would fucking not get in because you need strong motor coordination and executive function to qualify
how are these considered activities of daily living rather than skilled trades for physically intrepid people
"i wonder why i got on that tangent, anyway," i say, tabbing back to the rss feed for some local events
so I must remind you all: Pride is a marathon, not a sprint.
it's not a fucking marathon!
i think it's a backyard ultra.
i see people say "it's a marathon, not a sprint" a lot.
as i understand it, generally, after events that get described as "it's a marathon, not a sprint", you're hoping to remain upright afterwards. i want to be clear that, at the end of a marathon, you're wasted because you have run at 100% of the speed you can sustain over 26.2 miles.
thank you, nice volunteer at the last race who supported my entire bodyweight and respectfully dragged me out of the finisher's chute in a dignified way
you're looking for some other metaphor. perhaps "it's a hard run, not a race", or maybe "it's a randonnée, not a race". if it's really hard, maybe call it a barkley or a backyard ultra. let's get real into hair-splitting with metaphors because it entertains me, in specific.
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pace percentages are a weird but very useful way to compare running paces. frex, what's called 90% of marathon pace is (2-.9) x marathon pace, 50% is (2-.5) x marathon pace, etc.
as a starting point, every 5% pace you drop, you can run ~2x as long, and the other way around too: every 5% faster, can hold it ~1/2 as long. so 105% MP is approximately half pace, 110% is approximately 10k pace, 115% is approx 5k... it really starts falling apart at distances shorter than a mile.
(note the symmetry isn't there; 80% x (120% MP) won't exactly equal MP. but it's close enough for a first approximation!)
one of the beefiest training runs i did in my last marathon training cycle was 20 miles @ 90% MP. it's neat, because before that run (...and for three or four weeks after...), i wouldn't have been able to run 26 @ MP. and uh, i still haven't run at that pace; i fucked around and found out on race day. but i did run very close to my planned pace.: 26.2 @ 99%! so my point stands. i was upright after that run! for an entire day! i was wrecked the next day, however.
... anyway, my point being. if you make me sprint -- i can't 'sprint'! i don't know how! usain bolt does a different sport from me that happens to use the same equipment! -- if you make me do something that approximates a sprint, it's at something a little faster than 5:00/mile pace. my marathon pace is about ~70% of that. my hardest training run was 60% of that. my daily pace is not even 20% of that.
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five weeks post race and i'm finally getting back into fast running.
a fake example: if i go to the free use open-to-the-public track, i can expect that most of the people there are 1) runners who 2) want to get better at running. otherwise they would not be doing track workouts, which are dull as hell.
there's a running club in the vicinity -- i am fond of them but not a member, because all their events are inconvenient for me -- that does a season or two of training sessions up there, so if you're there on a wednesday evening, everyone is doing a track workout.
but it's still an open-to-the-public track. so i could be there doing my own thing. at times, going faster than the club members; at times, going slower. if i hear their coach say "it's time for 10k pace intervals!" i am not obligated to do their 10k intervals, but also i shouldn't snap at the coach "it's fucked up that you're telling me to do 10k intervals. i think running at any speed is okay."
why are you even here? there are other, more convenient, more fun places to be. you had to haul yourself up the side of a mountain to get here i'm not kidding the lead-up to the track has a final 11% section it's awful and you could've been anywhere else. did you come just to complain?
saw a strida today: stepladder on wheels

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I hate ruminating on what could have been. Out here thinking "if only I locked in when I was 13" are we serious
it didn't occur to me until i was done mixing the dough, but i guess this bread is for the c-something-o at partner's work
so i hope they like it
oh i may have for real fucked it up but let's see what happens!!
thumbs up: it seems to be fine! despite overproofing the dough & getting the two pans stuck to each other & completely collapsing both doughs while trying to separate them
it is reported, albeit with minimal detail due to "being at work", that the chocolate focaccia was enjoyed
tomorrow they get chocolate-cherry scones
new accents i've been claimed to have: irish??
someone introduced me to coast live oaks on a recent walk 'because they don't have these where you're from'
#dear the husk: you sound normal ie not Irish to me
harsh realm for the irish
just sort of universally applicable post about the internet experience imo

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new accents i've been claimed to have: irish??
on a different note: look at this huge salt pyramid on my bagel this morning
@headedoutleft: imagine the experience had you not seen it first :/
don't worry! i enjoy salt:
I'm sorry I got distracted by what I presume is but a selection of your small jar collection underneath the jar of salt balls? lol
#what do you use big salt for?
nothing! ages ago i went to a spice place that was closing up for retirement; they had salt pearls for like 2 dollars for the jar; i got 'em because they're not going to go bad. they are, in fact, too salty for most applications. you can shatter them to put on guacamole and that's about it.
open is the blends & salts drawer. there's two above it, the top for spices in the first ~half of the alphabet, the next for spices in the back ~half of the alphabet + chiles; and one below it, for tall jars (whole cinnamon, whole dried chiles, cocoa powder, etc).
i used to live two blocks from a wholesale spice distributor, so i would get pound bags of surprisingly high quality anything, etc for less than the price of the little grocery store vials... so i got in the habit of using spices with abandon. yeah, it might take me a little bit longer to go through a pound bag of coriander. but what's the worst that can happen? it gets weak and i need to use a bit more?
i don't live there anymore, which is mostly fine.