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I discovered this thing called throat spray, which is essentially a numbing agent for your sore throat, and it works GREAT. Having a sore throat is my least favorite thing in the entire world, so this is a genuine game changer!!!

Anyway if you see this you have to reblog and tag with a delight from ur day -- even the littlest thing counts

alright gang we're taking "perfection is the enemy of done" into the new year and by GOD im going to be finishing some creative projects

Remembered that one post about how you can just go into a cinema and buy popcorn without watching a movie when I walked past my local cinema today. So I decided to go buy some

What that one post failed to remind me is that a small cinema popcurn LITERALLY COSTS 9 DOLLARS WHERE I LIVE

(This price was obviously not written anywhere, so I didn't know the price until I was at the register...)

I fucking love eggs so much

They are fairly affordable, healthy and DELICIOUS, and SO versatile!

Fry it in a pan, serve with some toast and bacon if youre feeling fancy, BAM hotel worthy breakfast

Mix it with some milk and cook on low heat; BAM scrambled eggs

Chuck the entire egg in a pot of boiling water. Cut in half and top with some mayo, BAM super easy deviled egg

OR crack the egg in boiling water and BAM poached egg

Mix with some milk and flour and cook on high heat, BAM pancakes!

You can even use the eggwhites to make DRINKS

The opportunities are ENDLESS, and if I get fed up with one version I can just move on to another one

Gaston really had the right idea

Why did no one tell me soup is so fucking easy to make????

Just chucked some vegetables in a tray, drizzled over some olive oil, put it in the oven for like 20 mins, threw it in a blender with some vegetable broth and BAM. soup.

Feels like sorcery

As a norwegian there are some english words that imo just dont match the vibe for what they are describing.

What do you mean a DECADE is only 10 years, and a century is 100?? I feel like if you're talking about something several decades ago that should be in dinosaur times

And dont get me started on left and right. The word Left is clearly this vibe:

(The logo for norways Right wing party, with the word HØYRE written bellow, aka the word for Right in norwegian)

I'm somehow managing a secret third thing, where my brain just cuts out the second a name is mentioned. So I dont know how the name is spelled NOR can I pronounce it even CLOSE to correctly

Here’s my take on the whole audio books vs. reading:

Oral tradition of storytelling predates written ones by millennias, and honestly, which one you like is just a personal preference.

The actual difference is

when listening, you have no idea how to write characters’ names

when reading, you have no idea how to pronounce characters’ names

hope this helps!

He probs got it done in a random basement by some fucker with an amazon tattoo gun. How did he find this person? Uh idk, stumbled into them at a bar or some shit I guess

thinking about kevin's tattoo artist. how much money did kevin have to pay them to tattoo his FACE while DRUNK. were they an exy fan. did they spend the entire prep/stencil/tat time outwardly exuding professionalism while internally screaming. did they offer him aftercare instructions while knowing that motherfucker was going to be on the court tomorrow, sweating a fuckton over that open wound against his own brother. did they immediately text their friends after kevin left, you are literally never going to guess what i just fucking did

I think it's time for me to come clean

...

When I was like 13 I wrote a wattpad fanfic. A fanfic I didnt think much off after it's completion. Over the years, this super cheezy mess of a fanfic has somehow gained nearly 90k reads (and almost 2k votes)

So here are some fun facts about that!

1. It was written in it's entirety in the wattpad website, which somehow did not have an english autocorrect, and I could not spell for shit (still can't, in any language) and is hence FILLED with spelling and grammar mistakes

2. I still get comments on it to this day bullying me for spelling bus with two "S"es

3. I have not read the thing in it's entirety since the day it was written, and I do not plan to

4. I think some 14yos got engaged or some shit, and I KNOW someone in a wheelchair stood up at one point because I forgot

Anyways, I'm never gonna share the name or what fandom it was for, as the fact that this fic still exists is a great shame of mine, but I somehow can't make myself unpublish it

Look, I don't believe in fate or any sort of higher power, but I do have one singular instance where I've been questioning it.

(TLDR: I got super lucky and randomly got a gp who had a lot of past experience with tourettes syndrome when I first developed symptoms)

When I was 13 I developed a very sudden and severe tic disorder (aka tourettes syndrome) so my mom took me to the doctor. I shared a gp with my mom cause that's just how it works where I live, but this particular day she was out sick, so I got a substitute. Said substitute did not actually work at the medical practice at this time, and was just filling in for a few days.

But it turns out that this doctor had previously worked in psychiatric care, specializing in youth with neurological condition, including tourettes. Aka, she had a lot of knowledge AND contacts.

(Side note, mental health care in norway is horrendous, especially if you're under 18, they are extremely understaffed and the waitlists are often over 6 months. And unfortunately these wait lists can be sped up if you just have someone on your side who calls them a lot and demands they see you sooner. This is very unfortunate for people who don't have a support system that can pull strings etc for them)

So the doctor put me on a pill that had shown some success in minimizing tics, so that I'd hopefully not give myself wiplash or any other lasting damage to my neck and spine, while waiting for a session with a specialist. (Said pill worked a lil bit but I still have lasting back issues from the intense tics 8 years later) She then immedeately referred me to a psychiatrist that specialized in tics and treating them.

Now, I was very lucky to have a SHORT waiting time, but it was still 3 months, and if you have hundreds of tics a day you can do some pretty intense damage to your body in 3 months, and the only reason I got in so fast was due to the doctor's contacts.

I had regular follow ups with said doctor, cause it turns out she was placed at that doctor's practice for an extended amount of time, and it just made sense that she would follow up on this particular case.

Once the treatment and stuff started to have an effect, the doctor had gotten a permanent possision at the practice and was sharing patients with another doctor to help lighten the load. So I could simply fill out a form and badabim badaboom she was my official gp (changing gps in norway is very dofficult, cause everyone's lists with the maximum amount of patients they can have is completely full, with a bunch waiting, and the only time a spot opens up is if someone dies, but I was really lucky as she was just getting started and basically had an empty list)

She is still my doctor to this day, and really great at what she does. And I'm extremely thankful for the fact that she was there that first day and that she had the possibility to follow up

For some reason elderly people keep approaching me witch random questions, and I have no idea why. So here is a list with some of my encounters that I will be adding onto as more happen

(For reference I am very visibly a lesbian with short hair, I usually wear all black or at least dark clothes, I have snakebites and a septum and usually am wearing large noice cancelling headphones)

- An old lady in the middle of a mall, with a BUNCH of people around, came up to me, ehile I was walking kinda rushed with my headphones on to get to work on time, to ask me about where another store was (I have no sense of direction and am the absolute worst person to ask)

-I was eating lunch outside in town with a friend, when an elderly man came up to us and just really wanted to chat about Cissi Klein and WW2

-I was at the store picking up a sixpack of iced coffee when a slightly older woman asked me to give her an introduction to the different kinds of iced coffee, cause she had a grandchild that was coming to visit who she knew really liked iced coffee

-I was headed for the bus after school, and the road was icy, an an old woman asked me to help her cross the road (never been this scared in my life, cause I was absolutely not confident in my own body to not slip on the ice, and just imagined taking down this frail old lady, but thankfully it turned out okay)

-An old lady at the bus stop last summer who just really wanted a chat. Not about anything in particular, just the weather etc. She actually was really nice, so I took a later bus than planned to just talk to her a bit

Now, I don't mind these interactions, but often times they ask me about stuff I don't feel confident answering, ESPECIALLY when it comes to directions. And I dont usually present myself as a very approachable person, and due to my headphones I am kinda hard to make contact with. So I truly just dont understand what it is about me that is so violently friendly or approachable that is just surpasses all the things that should make the older generation NOT want to talk to me

2024 - 2021- 2020

Destiel at pride!

I want money EXCLUSIVELY so that I can afford LOADS of super cool tattoos.

Money for travel? Nah not for me. Going to restaurants? Im happy with a frozen pizza. Kids? Lmaoo HELL no

I'm good with having rather little money (as long as it's enough for food and rent) BUT I WANT THE TATTS

WRONG, I'll infodump to anyone, you aren't interested? Too bad, I have trapped you in the customs of our society and you now have no choice but to listen

born to infodump forced to constantly worry if the other person actually cares or if im making sense or if i said something wrong or if im embarrassing myself or if they want me to stop talking or

I truly can't relate to all these people who have identified as bisexual and then start realizing they are lesbians, and that their male attraction was purely comphet (even though it's totally valid)

I realized I was a lesbian, not because I fell in love with a girl, but because I realized all the boys I knew of SUCKED, and I never had, nor ever would, be attracted to any of them

Just started rereading a book I really liked some years ago, not even that long ago, it was defo not before covid so probs like 2020 ish, and I have been hit with the devestating realization that the mc, who I saw as a rather well established ADULT the first time I read the book, is now in fact;

YOUNGER THAN ME

(He is 20, Im almost 22, pretty sure I was like 18 the first time I read it)

Throwback to the time I opened tumblr with my sister standing behind me, and as she saw the t on the loading screen she loudly exclaimed "ARE YOU ON TINDER???" and I had to break it to her that, no I was NOT on tinder, but was in fact just a massive nerd logging onto the destiel website...

When I was 13 ish I heard take my to church for the first time, and became obsessed with it and listened to it on repeat for like a week. But I kept thinking to myself "damn, I really like this song, but I feel weird abt jamming out to such a Christian Song"

Then I went home and looked up the music video and quickly realized I'd significantly misunderstood the meaning of the lyrics

God truly gives his toughest battles (humongus tits) to his strongest soldiers (transmascs and butch lesbians)

Sometimes I wonder a lot about why the people who did my autism assesment scored me high enough to be just below the criteria for autism, cause I thought I nailed that silly test.

Then I remember that I described the feeling of happiness as cold water running down my spine, and maybe they weren't so wrong after all...

(I still stand by that description tho, not my fault they aren't able to see it that way)

Cas meeting his early seasons self and telling him not to wait, and to stop following heaven and start following his heart, to not waste the little time he has left doing things for heaven or keeping his feelings to himself.

Telling him that there is happines in saying, not just in having

Baldur's Gate update:

Started what I thought was a dark urge play through. Made my character and walked around making dar choices. Then I figured I was gonna try playing as Karlach for a lil bit, so I went to the character creator and looked at the companions. And then I saw the Dark Urge just chilling there. And I told my friend I was very confused, cause there wasn't a character called the dark urge in my playthrough.

That's when she broke it to me tjat when people said they had a Dark Urge playthrough they were playing AS the dark urge, not just being evil

Anyways, I had to start over on my own Dark Urge journey

I really enjoy playing video games, and am usually quite okay at it, but I for some reason am completely incapable of doing them correctly. Let me explain.

I usually aim for 100% completion in all games I play, which in turn tends to make me accidentally do things in the wrong order. In addition to this I am slightly stupid and fuck up a lot, so here are some of my best moments:

1. Skyrim: was gifted the game by a friend who loves it and was immedeately hooked. After having played non stop (apart from school) for about two weeks, my friend asked me what my favorite shout was. My response? "What the fuck is a shout??" I'd played the game for two whole weeks and just casually not gotten to that quest yet. I had the quest in my log, but I was running around doing other things, also killed a few dragons and had to go back later to be able to absorb their souls

2. Stardew valley: Played the game till I got tired of it, 100+ hours. Put it away, and then realized that romance is a thing in the game. I did not have a single hint of romance in my play through lmao

3. Baldur's gate: I during the entire thing with the thieflings in the glade I somehow fucked up enough to kill every single person there, causing me not to have the thiefling party and not get the Halsin quest. I did not realize there was another solution to that problem until halfway through act two.

I also managed to enter the goblin camp the wrong way, so I entered through the exit. During this I somehow killed Halsin. Then as I exited the camp I got the pop up for the Halsin quest, and then immedeately after a pop up saying the quest was over

4. Assassin's creed: when I play open world games I usually try to do every side quest etc I can before continuing with the main quest. In the ac games you also have a neat question mark for everywhere you haven't been. So any time I entered a new a new area, I'd loot everything. This caused me to get an inventory FILLED with quest items I did not have the quests for yet. Also ended up with a lot of quest items I never got to use after finishing the game

5. Horizon forbidden west: I did not realize there were areas of the map you needed a flying creature to access, so before unlocking said creature I was going around trying to explore every single location. Somehow also managed to glitch my way into one of the places that could "only" be accessed by flying. (I jumped like a million times till I managed to angle it correctly so I was able to jump into a tree and then jump the fence that way)

Also feel the need to mention that I do not own a sense of direction, and this is often revealed in the way I play games. I have a bunch of examples, but let's do the one where I tried to play breath of the wild.

I entered into a room. Straight ahead was a very obvious opening for where to go next, but I wanted to make sure I didn't miss anything in one of the corners. So I walked around the room, "oh look! A secret door!" I opened said door, expecting a smaller room with some loot in it. What actually happened? I walked back outside...

That's all I can remember for right now, but there is most likely a BUNCH more

You're playing baldur's gate 3 dating simulator

I'M playing baldur's gate 3 SORTING SIMULATOR

We are not the same

ok im about to think about the Character!! im so Excited 😊😊

Being an adult with adult money is so fuckkng hard.

Cause I do TECHNICALLY have enough money to get the 800$ tattoo I've been wanting for a year now.

But then I'd have to use like a 5th of my savings, and I live paycheck to paycheck, eith absolutely nothing leftover whatsoever, so I kinda really need my savings for stuff like glasses, clothes, vet bills etc.

But the money is RIGHT THERE

Went to work on an empty stomach and a lil bit too little sleep today

The second I got to the register, not having had a second to get into my costumer service mindset, a woman came and asked for a ruler

I work in a bookshop

I handed her one of the rulers on the desk, as in, an unpacked, used one. Because my tired brain thought she desperately needed to measure something in the bookshop

She wanted to BUY a regular ruler.

Finally understood what she meant and lead her to where the rulers we actually have for sale are located

Never felt that stupid before, except maybe the time in my 11th grade maths class where I insisted "2+1 has NEVER been 3" in a silent classroom. (I was severely sleep deprived)

I think that if you suffer from a mental illness your body should get the memo and just NOT give you periods anymore.

What the fuck do you mean I've gotta be depressed as fuck AND bleeding???? At the same time???? Doesn't seem fair