While I am not currently enrolled in college, something I found incredibly helpful when it came to studying and taking notes was fully romanticizing it. And by that I mean going all the way in— I would put on a classical music playlist and set my LEDs to a warm orange tone and pretend I was a young scholar in ye olden days studying by candlelight, and a couple hours later I’d have half a notebook filled with color-coded notes. Another time I put on some film noir jazz and rain ambience and imagined I was a tired, grizzled detective working tirelessly on a cold case that just wasn’t making sense. And sure enough, I would have pages upon pages of notes and work completed by the end of the night. It sounds really silly but I shocked myself with how well it worked, and I wanted to share my experience with it in case it can help anyone else!
GRADE SCHOOL SJWS stop using social justice language to explain shit to your conservative parents IT’S NOT GONNA GO THROUGH now all they have are some new words to make fun of. don’t tell your mom she’s being fatphobic tell her she’s being a dick
No, this is for real.
“I don’t think you raised me to treat/talk about/ talk to people like that” is an extremely powerful sentence. So is “it makes me sad when you say mean things like that.” There’s also “I wouldn’t like it if someone said rude things like that about you/my sibling/[other parent]/loved family figure.”
My parents don’t get that a lot of the comments they make about people are fatphobic, perisexist, transphobic, etc. (I’d say that my dad doesn’t know that the things he says are homophobic, but he does.) But they do understand that they told me to treat people respectfully all my life, and they hate being shown up as acting hypocritical.
(And for real I hate little more in this world than @mistresskabooms telling me I’m not acting the way I raised her to act.)
And gauges and dials should be gauges and dials, not screens
Door releases should have a direct mechanical link to a latch, not send an electronic signal to a servo
You should not have to have your phone alive to unlock your car
Most touchscreens have a temperature resistance of less than 40°C (104°F). They do not belong on cars, toasters, ovens and stoves, any kind of safety equipment, or any equipment that requires precision of operation to maintain safety. They do not belong anywhere near a working engine.
am i insane or should masks be mandated for hospitals as a permanent installation. a forever institution. always. covid is an irrelevant factor when hospitals are always full of both very sick and very immunocompromised people..?
Masks also protect healthcare providers, who may be exposed to very dangerous diseases. And of course when patients come in, it often isn’t immediately clear how dangerous or contagious their illness is, so only the base precautions will be taken initially. The base precautions should be stronger, and masks are an easy and relatively inexpensive measure. At least medical masks, but I don’t see why N95s couldn’t be worn - I wear one whenever I go inside a public place, including school and work.
We absolutely ought to be doing more to protect people in one of the places they are most likely to get sick, and where people who are more vulnerable to illness and death are likely to be.
A big part of cultivating creative discipline is accepting that you can’t just sit around waiting for inspiration to strike and learning how to write without it, but the other half is learning never to let inspiration go to waste when it does strike.
If you’ve got an idea for something that you’ll never be able to show to anyone else – maybe it’s too personal, maybe it’s too pornographic, maybe it just doesn’t fit your idiom – you should absolutely go ahead and write it anyway.
This isn’t a “write for yourself” thing (and there’s no shame in being uninterested in writing for yourself – art is about communication!): it’s a “building your portfolio” thing. Self-plagiarism is one of the most fundamental skills of any artist, and you never know what random scribble is going to turn up exactly what’s needed for some seemingly unrelated project later on.
Like, it’s not likely that that grotesquely self-indulgent character piece where your fandom crush inexplicably has three dicks will randomly prove to contain the missing ingredient for that novel you’ve been procrastinating on writing, but it can never entirely be ruled out!
I think the discussion that made time loops my brand was entirely confined to Twitter, so since this website has gone all in on time loops of late, here, have the story:
Several years ago, I suggested to my wife that we have an agreement that if either one of us ever came to the other and said that we were in a time loop, we just accept that it’s real and get on with things, thereby eliminating the frustration of the looping partner having to convince the other one every day.
She REFUSED. Because “time loops aren’t real.”
Well, we had this debate on and off for several years, and finally, she got tired of me bringing it up and agreed. So now we have a deal: We’ll believe each other, but if I ever do it as a joke, the deal’s off.
It turns out that the reason that my wife has been refusing to make this agreement is less that time loops aren’t real, and more that she’s concerned I would come to her one day, claim to be in a time loop, and then the next day declare the time loop had finally broken. And since that is, of course, exactly what it would look like to her if I really was in a time loop, she’d have no way of proving it.
I explained to her that she’s completely right, that would be incredibly funny, but I’d never do it because there’s a part of me that is legitimately nervous that I will actually end up in a time loop one day, and I need her to believe me.
This won’t help YOU, but it will help anyone who knows you and gets stuck in a time loop if you come up with a code phrase that means someone is in a time loop, commit it to memory, and NEVER tell anybody what the phrase is.
Then, if someone comes to you and tells you the code phrase (which, again, you have NEVER revealed to anyone), then you can trust that in a previous iteration of the time loop they must’ve successfully convinced you that they were in a time loop and so you gave them the pass phrase to speedrun in future iterations.
Depression is such an effective tranquilizer that it creates a great opportunity for plot twists in your real life. I have a pretty consistent opinion of myself which is “low” and “never ending guilt and shame for reasons I don’t understand.”
Recently received feedback from two different editing clients that started with “Please pass along to Jacquelynn that she is phenomenal at her job” and “I was blown away by the evaluation I received.”
You always hear about how depression (and anxiety) lies to you and distorts reality, but there is logically knowing that and then there is like, physical proof of it and you are suddenly Neo in the Matrix jumping out of the fucked up little tube machine.
Look, medication and therapy are essential, but I think we shouldn’t underestimate this form of treatment
there is a demon in your house named CARBON MONOXIDE. he enchants your mind with confusion and your body with exhaustion. you need to call a powerful exorcist named HVAC TECHNICIAN
