Hi my names sammy with a B and I LOVE insects

used to live in a college town that was huge on sports. 80% of small talk was sportsball and so i developed an Evil Habit: whenever the conversation inevitably turned to the upcoming Big Game i would act excited and then confused. I would earnestly insist they had the details wrong. "the game next Saturday? don't you mean the Thursday after? playing against the [predator species]? no we're playing against the [other predator species]." And so on. i would draw this argument out for as long as feasibly possible, until eventually someone would pull out their phone to prove to me my wrongness. At which point I would squint exaggeratedly at the screen, slap my forehead in an eureka moment, and exclaim "oh you meant the MEN'S team!!! are they doing a game? that's nice."

Eridians dont know about time relativity and people are NOT talking about it enough imagine sending a person on a dangerous mission like 70 years ago and when they finally come back and they look like they only aged 10 of those years and tell you "oh yeah time just works different there" when you have no concept of that that is INSANE rocky explaining radiation to eridian scientists (already insane concept) and going "oh yeah btw time works differently in space" "what" "time works differently in space. what we thought would be a 16 years trip was only a 4 year trip for me, the solarians call it something like time-depending-of-position-in-space, is pretty trippy" "....WHAT"

I like when cats are like busy doing something and not really in the mood to be pet so they like walk past you at exactly the right distance to be just barely out of reach and if you lean forward they very slightly increase their pace to avoid getting caught in the affection zone. Like oh sorry sir I didn’t realize you were in the middle of important business. We can reschedule this for another time

It's incredibly sad people have to resort to this, but it's a damn good resource. Use it. Spread awareness. Maybe one day people with physical disabilities won't need DIYs like this. But until then, reblog and share.

important reminder that most people you follow online are significantly lamer than you think they are including me. and if you feel insecure comparing yourself to someone online: DON'T. theyre probably also lame and weird. most people on the internet are

reblog if you're also lame and weird.

one of the most annoying things about having a natural inclination to curiosity and asking questions that might make me seem stupid, so that i can learn and not be stupid, means that many many many people view themselves as more superior and significantly smarter than me, with no evidence or proof to support the feeling. they'll posture themselves above me, like some sort of patronizing monarch who obviously knows everything better than anyone (espcially me!), and then they talk to me like i am a literal child blinking up at them with wide, confused eyes. and if i tell them something they don't know? they get mad because i was smarter than them and they think i'm supppsed to be an idiot, so what does what make them? it makes me wanna fucking rage hulk out

You hook up with me for a one night stand and see me on grindr four years later. In the background of my photo is a fishtank. One of the fish has your face.

A important part of bloodymary is that Simon is Grace’s type. Grace isn’t nose bleeding over Simon just because he’s the only human he’s seen in years, he would be nose bleeding over Simon back when he was a teacher. Hell before he was a teacher and was still a scientist.

some people got taught that you take accountability even if it's an accident and other people learned that as long as it wasn't on purpose it's okay and now those two groups of people are trying to navigate living together and apologizing to each other

I’m not sure I knew the thy/thine distinction. Thanks for this!