''Probably right, but awful''. Anthropology, Palaeopathology & History of Med geek. Accidentally escaped academia. Prone to outbursts of excited nerdiness🏳️🌈
This film is one of the great feats of human engenuity, imagination and skill. First time I saw it, no one noticed the lack of cuts for several minutes cos it was so smooth and seamless. But when it dawned on us what they were doing (with mostly 2D layouts!) we SHOUTED with joy❤️🔥
If it keeps raining literally every day, I'm going to have to buy myself a hat. And a trench coat. And take a case from a dame, despite knowing she was trouble as soon as she walked into my office.
My goals for 2026 are to be:
- Not dark, but beautiful and terrible as the Dawn!
- Treacherous as the Sea!
- Stronger than the foundations of the earth!
All shall love the new me, and despair!
Yearly reminder that you CAN just become a different person, you're not as imprisoned in your life as you think. You can just be the one who dresses nice or exercises or reads a lot, etc. You can just start doing it, some people might make fun of you but they don't really care
HAND CREAM. A lovely gift. A thoughtful gift. BUT PLEASE STOP GIVING ME HAND CREAM. I USE ONE A YEAR. I HAVE enough hand cream to survive a nuclear winter. I'm regifting it. Using it as face cream. Greasing hinges with it. Eating it! I BEG. STOP. CAN'T HAND CREAM ANY MORE.
i must not delay task. delay task is the mindkiller. delay task is the little death that brings total obliteration. i will face my task. i will permit it to pass over me and through me. and when it has gone i will turn the inner eye to see its path. where the task has gone there will be nothing. only completed task will remain.
Now he’s making a list
And he’s checking it twice
And he’s gonna find out
If I’m naughty or nice
Now I’m going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it’s all in my head
But he’s coming to
Town now
@TheTrueVanguard PC gaming I remember a time where you would buy a game and it was a 50 50 chance whether it’d work on not on your computer. Also I remember when plug in mice were so bad and unreliable it was easier to play with a laptop track pad
“Santa Claus is real.”
“No, he’s not.”
“Yes he is, I've seen him.”
“You've seen him?”
“Yes.”
“You've seen a sleigh with eight tiny reindeer that's crewed by the elves, and captained by a man so jolly that Heaven itself sent him back down?”
“No.”
“No.”
“But I have seen a sleigh with reindeer.”
“Oh, and no sleigh that's not crewed by the elves and captained by a man so jolly that Heaven itself sent him back down could possibly have reindeer, therefore couldn't possibly be any other sleigh than Santa’s. Is that what you're telling me?”
“No.”
“Like I said, there's no real Santa that can deliver the presents.”
@AlexanderNewall The British Library do a “Tales of the Weird” series where each book is short stories on a certain theme and has some famous ones but also stories from forgotten authors. I’ve got “Spores of Doom”(fungal) and “From Platform Edge” (the railway) and loved them
FIVE GOLDEN RINGS!
four calling birds
three French hens
two turtle doves
and a Partridge in a pear tree!
but they were, all of them, deceived, for another ring was made