#clonemaster-general

That’s what I keep telling myself. My wallet is like, “Bitch, u serious??”

I have an insane number of notebooks and I know I’m not the only bitch out there with this problem, so here’s a list I came up with that might get the ball rolling. Feel free to add. 

Curiosity Book—okay, you're not a student anymore, but that doesn't mean you can't learn something new. Besides all the obvious benefits of exercising your brain, having a book dedicated to notes can make you feel like the biggest smarty pants around. Make a list of things you want to learn. Watch a youtube video, read an article, pick out a book—whatever floats your boat! And take notes on it. I recommend the Cornell method, but you do you.

Foreign Language notebook: Rather than general learning, pick a language and get yourself up to tourist-asking-for-directions level at the very least. Practice the new alphabet, draw pictures with labels in your target vocabulary, jot down grammar rules. Make it work for you.

Recipes you want to try—think of it as the analog pinterest board. Collect recipes you want to try, paste it in there, try it out, and then write down your thoughts. You never know what's going to happen!

HATE LETTERS Book—look, we've all got things we can't say to people for one reason or another. Get all those negative thoughts and feelings out of your system by putting them in this book. When it's full you can either keep it as a record of how far you've come or burn that bitch for catharsis.

Scrapbook—Junk Journal? I don't know, this could be anything. Basically your photo album, but with more than just pictures. Doesn't go so far as a diary, but records you life with pieces of ephemera anyway.

Skills Book: Make a list of SKILLS you want to acquire. Not just stuff you want to learn. We're talking about picking locks, baking the perfect cookie, leather working, card tricks, something that you can use. Record your progress in either long form or with one page snapshots of how dangerous of a human being you're becoming.

Art Book—Put a picture of a piece of artwork that isn't your own. Google images can help, and I usually start with the famous stuff. Write about what you think about it. What does it say to you? Hate it? Love it? Why?

Evaluation book: Set yourself a goal in the morning. In the evening think about what worked and what didn't. Ask yourself “Why did this work/not work?” and write the answer. Then repeat that four more times until you have the REAL reason. Get to the heart of the matter. Then set a new goal based on what you discovered.

Glad About book: 1 page per month seems plenty to me. It sounds kitschy, but sitting down and thinking about what you're glad about every day really does turn your mindset around.

My favorite song with my name is "Get Along Home Cindy" (I like the Bob Wells version best) but instead I had the damn Rugrats "Cynthia" song sung at me by my peers from kindergarten until high school.

clonemaster-general Yup.

I love the juxtaposition of these comments. You have the shattered innocence of the first, the casual resignation of the second, and then there’s this fucker: 

soft

baby pink | iridescent | glitter is always a good option | no bra | minimalistic tattoos | cherry patterns | sweet scented perfumes | wearing generous amounts of blush | doodling hearts | getting excited to pet an animal | fun nails | rewatching old barbie movies | hair sticking to glossed lips | heart shaped sunglasses | taking pictures of the sunset or sunrise | stuffed animals | protecting nature | stickers everywhere | teen movies | the light rain that falls from a clear sky at the beginning of the night |

dark academia

neutral tones | masculine outfits | studying languages | worn down copy of books | grey skies | turtleneck sweaters | loose fitting pants | hair tied with a silk ribbon | trying to remember a cool difficult word you read somewhere to use in a convo | thick belts | minimal makeup | windows fogged by rain | vintage jewelry | blouses with cuffed sleeves | reading a murder mystery and trying to solve it | oxford style shoes | sweater vests | subtitled old movies in a language you don’t speak | leaves crackling as you walk | annotating books to express your emotions about the story |

edgy

closet full of dark clothes | fishnet tights | makeup sweating off | neon signs | searching for unknown songs | chokers | band tees | doodling on old converses | finding smoking aesthetically pleasing but not doing it | weird humor | accidentally very dramatic | dim lights | layered outfits | chain belts | chipped nail polish | messy hair | low quality pics | piercings | combat boots | scribbling on desks |

70s

colorful wardrobe | doodling flowers | wearing short shorts | using a bikini top or bra as a normal top | listening to ABBA | flowers in your hair | DIYing everything | jamming to songs alone in your room | drunkenly telling your friends you love them | patterned bandanas | mid heeled shoes | messy braids | flared sleeves | walking barefoot on grass or sand | bold sunglasses | the good kind of tired you get after doing something you enjoy for hours | feeding stray animals | fun patterned socks | room decorated with succulents and other plants | likes to go roller skating or skateboarding |

preppy casual

collared clothes | drinking juice out of a champagne glass | getting excited to see the met gala looks | thick headbands | small pastel cardigans | making your friends take your ootd pics | plaid mini skirts | tweed two pieces | watching reality tv to pass time | frilly tops | watching old hollywood movies | academically driven | long manicured nails | new year’s eve fireworks | colourful tights | layered golden jewelry | yearns for luxury brand items | decorating your room with fairylights | cursive and neat handwriting | lace details |

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1. My nails grow super fast, and my pinkie nails fastest of all, for some reason (or else I just break them off less often than my other nails); my friends regularly refer to them as my crack nails because I’ll have the two long pinkie nails, and then the rest of my nails are broken down to normal, human length.

2. I’m really sensitive to sound and can’t sleep without blocking out even everyday, ambient noises. I used to wear earplugs to bed every night, but recently I found some noise-cancelling ear buds that are actually comfortable to sleep in, so I were them now. They’re Bose and were super fucking expensive, but worth it; they block out way more than the earplugs did. I turn on the noise cancelling, put on some white noise, and I can’t hear a damn thing. You could break in and murder me and I’d never hear it coming; it’s excellent.

3. I have really small ear canals and regular foam earplugs can be incredibly painful if they’re left in too long. I can wear them for a little bit, but I always had to wear the silicone ones overnight because after a single night of the foam ones my ears would be raw and throbbed awfully. Last time I went to an ENT, she actually commented on how small they were and had to switch out her usual tools because they were too large to fit in my ear.

My only regret is that I couldn’t give a firsthand account of all this. But it’s not that big a regret, because I love my job and I’m beyond grateful to be out of that dumpster fire.

kirythestitchwitch I am absolutely fucking deLIGHTED to hear this crazy ass drama. im keeping my fingers crossed for the torrid lesbian affair.

Me too, because the hypocrisy of it would be absolutely stunning. She’s pretty homophobic, so it would be like when an anti-LGBT politician who wants the dirty gays to have no basic human rights gets caught fucking a male prostitute. 

hellsbellschime This shit is bananas.

On the one hand: thank God I’m not still caught up in it, because for the last year in particular where I was applying for various jobs and/or stuck in the loan process and not able to look for anything, I literally felt sick in the mornings when facing the prospect of going to work. I was ready so many times to just quit without having another job lined up, and the only reason I stuck it out was because we had a house to pay for and I didn’t want to put all the financial burden on Mr. Jenn. On the other: damn I wish I had been a fly on the wall when all this was going down.

khaleesibetch These sound like the kind of people to end up on one of those daytime knock-off Judge Judy shows.

khaleesibetch Or, alternatively, Jerry Springer.

Jerry Springer, definitely. I think those other shows are a little too classy for them.

transdimensional-void seriously you could write multiple seasons of a daytime soap opera off these people

I honestly think the clinic should have a reality TV show. It would be right up there with the trashiest shit you can find on TLC, except it wouldn’t have to be scripted. Years and years ago for a little while I worked as a sort of assistant to the wife for a couple of hours a day, helping her with payroll and whatnot, and she told me the wildest shit because we were alone in her office with the door shut. Sometimes it was literally just two hours of her talking and me basically being her therapist. So I could wriggle my way back into that position for the show, and then it will just be hours and hours of footage of her ranting about how her husband is putting trackers on her car and in her computer, and also one of the medical assistants has been hired by him to spy on her, while I say, “Mm hmm, mm hmm” and stare into the camera like I’m on The Office.

clonemaster-general This is amazing.