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pinafore · a month ago
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My kids love me so much that sometimes when I am folding laundry, they will set up a board game on my bed so they can be near me. I just need to take a moment to appreciate how precious that is.
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atlinmerrick · 2 months ago
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Minutiae (Or 156 Things I Know About You)
A Good Mither and a Nap
Almost as if his body had been watching the clock, it was exactly a day after he turned fifty-five years old that John Watson's body began doing the thing he says it is not doing and even if it is – which it's not – it's for a very good reason, so there Mr Consulting Genius, so fucking there.
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congregamus · 4 months ago
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Just sent the note to my superior. When he responds and releases me, I will close this chapter fully. I don’t plan to give up my vows of Justice, Tenderness, Humility, and Contemplation, but I can’t do it within the context of any Christianity in the US anymore. RIP to GP+XPty.
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gnossienne · 2 years ago
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rosy-cheeked-girl · 7 months ago
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tempered chocolate and other fading memories
how the temperature of the chocolate on the counter changes quick how the apartment complexes stand tall all lined up on the sidewalk after a storm how the afternoon mist is the best for walks but my glasses fog up how i sleep and i wake and i don’t go to school for almost a year but the building still looks exactly the same a permanence of sorts or maybe just added pressure for the aftertaste of a memory will linger on far longer than the memory itself: the way i miss the chalkboards but not the too-small desks the way i miss the candy i would carry in my coat pocket the way i remember the sound of the hallway bustle yet i have forgotten the feeling of the press of bodies in that seething mass of students breathing out of sync how easy it is to forget what you never thought you’d have to remember how easy it is to miss the window of time to properly temper the chocolate still on the kitchen counter after the rain
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vaekth · 3 months ago
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minutiae #01
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note: hi everyone. this is vae. this is the first post for my new series (and the first one?) on the blog. i try to color every moment, to see it from other perspectives and to love more. that's why i want to make the little things big. one thing i've learned lately(in a painful way) is that i have to enjoy things as long as i have them. nothing is permanent. in this "series" i will post pictures taken by me from my daily life. i don't know how often i will do it or if at least someone cares about its existence. i want to let my regrets go.
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dollops-of-delusion · 3 months ago
how would u describe yourself if you were an outsider observing you?
Interesting proposition, brethren anon. I'd say it depends on the setting one was observing me in. A lot of my outward personality, at least in real life, attunes to the situation and people I find myself around.
I could tell you what others first impressions of me were, but that's not your question. Also, I'm generally on friendly terms with all those I've asked about myself to, so whatever they said would probably be biased.
Then again, whatever I say is biased too.
So let's go with the common denominators one would find in myself regardless of setting.
If you're really making a point to observe me, then you might notice:
In terms of physical observation; I cross my legs and arch my foot when I sit so they make a smooth line. I rest my hand on my chin a lot, kind of cupping one side of my face. I repeatedly try to fix my posture into choir stance. Every five seconds or so you'll see me fidget/twirl the tendrils of hair I keep out in front of my face so they stay curly.
In terms of social/character observation: I'm decently (if not overly) polite. I match vernacular when speaking to someone, but you'll see me use some old saying/comparison known but not typically used in conversation. I'm pretty quiet around people I don't know, so I prefer to pay attention in a conversation; so much to the point where people think I've been involved in it, but really I haven't said a word.
Oh, and I put way too much effort into things that don't require much. Like this answer to your question.
Which is really a wonderful one, at that. Thank you for asking!
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capricorn-0mnikorn · 5 months ago
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I have a sorrow.
I have a cat who does not know how to cuddle in laps.
Every other cat in my (longish) life, when they have settled in my lap, have known to roll their legs a little bit to the side, so their weight is spread out evenly, and everything feels soft.
Not my current cat.
My cat keeps everything tucked underneath in such a way that ankles and elbows dig into my lap.
(Think kitties walking on titties. But on my lap, instead).
I have a cat.
I have a sorrow.
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pinafore · 18 days ago
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Last night, while I was reading to the kids, my eyes started to lose focus like they do before I see migraine auras. My head started to hurt before the auras even started, which meant it was going to be a really bad one. I took some medicine, put on a forehead patch, and then did something I haven’t done since college - I took some NyQuil.
The NyQuil did the job, I slept through the migraine. I woke up ten hours later with that all too familiar head full of cement feeling that I get post-migraine. I was still exhausted, like my body had been through something, but at least I slept through the pain.
Anyway, baby girl woke me up at 6am on the dot. She did her marathon nursing session of the morning. I showered, bathed the girls, made a double batch buttermilk waffles and macerated strawberries for everyone for breakfast, and cleaned the kitchen.
Yesterday four of the kids had dentist appointments, one kid had speech therapy, and I had physical therapy, so we definitely did not finish homeschool. There was a ton of one-on-one stuff left to do, so after breakfast I sat down to work with the boys, and didn’t finish up until 2:30. Then I worked on preparing next week’s materials for 90 minutes, and spent 90 minutes after that baking cookies to use up some egg yolks I had languishing in the fridge. Dinner, more prep work, and now bedtime routines, I’m nursing the toddler down as I type this.
I know future weekday me will be incredibly glad for all the work I’ve put into finishing up on time and preparing for the upcoming week. But current weekend me is salty from working through a post-migraine day and is ready to sit on the couch with Ted Lasso and a seltzer.
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atlinmerrick · 8 months ago
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Minutiae: Vanity, Theft, and Three Little Words
Sherlock believes he is not a vain man. He has told this to Molly, Lestrade, Mrs Hudson, Mr Chatterjee, their dry cleaner, a cabby, and to that dapper child at 223 Baker Street.
There are at least eighty-eight proofs as to why this is false
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brutalxfantasy · 11 months ago
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minutiae - https://www.amazon.com/Minutiae-Raine-Mitchell-ebook/dp/B089Q1XFM6
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thejsacco · 5 months ago
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#quote #philosopher #philosophy #minutiae #striving #grasping #consumed #agenda #uninspired #unhappy #blogger #josephsacco (at Home) https://www.instagram.com/p/CNmi2mhD6mq/?igshid=m2m498blg84l
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congregamus · a month ago
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Snaps from today’s errands
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daddyandcub · 8 months ago
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GETTING READY FOR
A BUSY AFTERNOON
Recordings to make, lunch to put together and eat, minutiae to accomplish. 2021 we are ready for you!
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rosy-cheeked-girl · 4 months ago
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gambler’s fallacy
the folding chairs were left out for months after the family reunion. so we all had dinner together. so we talked about the same things and rehashed our usual arguments. sure. listen, the chairs are collecting dust, can you clean them up and put them
away? i’m tired of the house being a mess, i don’t care if the closet is full or if you’re hearing their voices even though the funeral was two thursdays ago. i don’t want to hear it. dust the bookshelves while you’re at it, will you? no point in arguing, i’m going back to sleep. be quieter
puttering around first thing in the morning, honestly, can’t you sing loudly when no one else is home? you’d shower much faster if you didn’t make it into some broadway production, jesus christ. i don’t know what you mean when you say i’m always falling for the gambler’s
fallacy and frankly you know i couldn’t care less. why won’t you just take your wins when you can? why don’t you just beat me at blackjack and go? why can’t you ever follow instructions without immediately talking back to me? the house is a sty. use your eyes. it better be clean when i wake up.
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slucajno-je-najljepse · 10 months ago
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Obećavam ti da kad budemo slušali muziku, kada bude jedna slušalica u tvom uhu, a druga u mom, da ću ti dati da pustiš pjesmu koju god ti želiš... makar dobro znala da ne volim tu pjesmu. Što se tiče mojih dukserica, ne trebam ti ni davati obećanje jer imam osjećaj da će ionako pola mog ormara kod tebe završiti...
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dollops-of-delusion · 2 months ago
hi! when you say 18+, do you mean anyone older than eighteen, or do you mean nsfw blogs? i just wanted to ask before following!!
Oh, I don’t mind if you’re older than 18, just no NSFW please!
And thank you for asking, now I know to clarify!
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adamcadre · 11 months ago
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