Hello all! This is Jen @wineonmytshirt reporting that though I didn't get much of a response I'm going to attempt to do a Swiftie Jeopardy Game for anyone to enjoy! All are welcome to play, this is the general breakdown:
I will post a board similar to the one below with categories and questions ranging from 1 to 6 points.
In order to play, you reach out to me in whatever way you're most comfortable with and I'll write down your blog/info. When the game begins, I will use a random selection tool for each round to allow a new person to pick a category and number. You then submit your answers to me via inbox, and the first 3 correct responses will earn points. Once we've gone through the board, the person with the most points will win a prize! I'm planning on posting the new questions at specific times during the week and I'm not sure what is best for everyone so I'll be doing a poll for that shortly. If you have any questions/concerns/suggestions feel free to message me here or on my Taylor blog listed above. Please reblog this so we can get as many Swifties included as possible, I want to make this really fun for everyone!
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Don't mind me, just casually sliding this little Empires SMP S1 headcanon.
Alright, so you know how Empires Pearl wears a flower crown made of sunflowers? Well, I thought that "what if Pearl does have a crown that's not mad of flowers? Only she knows she doesn't have to wear it to be recognized as a queen"
Because she frequently visits her people, so people can so easily recognize her. Of course, visitors to her Empire would sometimes not recognize her as the queen because of this, but it doesn't really matter much to her. So she doesn't wear it.
Anyways, some of the visitors sometimes wonder wear sue gets the flower crowns. Since they didn't look to be made by an adults hand, due to how messy it looked.
And that's because it wasn't! It was made by the kid of a regular farmer who liked making flower crowns.
Everyday, Pearl would fly down to their farm and asked the little girl to make her a flower crown made of sunflowers that she could wear for the entirety of the day.
And at the end of the day, she would place the flower crown on a cabinet layered with preservation spells among the other flower crowns her little friend made for her.
Years later, when Gilded Helianthia was no longer it's prospering country, instead something lost to history, archeologist and historians will find the ruins of the farming Empires. They will find small little tributes in all the houses, each with a painting of a women in a green dress, golden wings, and a flower crown made of sunflowers.
Then they will find the cabinet, filled with flower crowns. Not a single one wilted.
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i got rickrolled today but it didn't work because i have adblocker installed, so youtube just told me i violated the terms of service. yesterday i was trying to edit a picture as a joke for my girlfriend, and google made me check a box to prove i'm human because i wasn't "searching normally".
it isn't just that capitalism is killing fun and whimsy, it is that any element of entertainment or joy is being fed upon by this mosquito body, one that will suck you dry at any vulnerability.
do you want to meet new friends in your city? download this app, visit our website, sign up for our email list. pay for this class on making a terrarium, on candlemaking, on cooking. it will be 90 dollars a session. you can go to group fitness, but only under our specific gym membership. solve the puzzle, sign up for our puzzle-of-the-month-club. what is a club if not just a paid opportunity - you are all paying for the same thing, which makes you a community.
but you're like me, i know it - you're careful, you try the library meetings and the stuff at the local school and all of that. the problem is that you kind of want really specific opportunities that used to exist. you are so grateful for libraries and the publicly-funded things: they are, however, an exception - and everything they have, they've fought tooth-and-nail to protect. you read a headline about how in many other states, libraries have virtually nothing left.
do you want to meet up with your friends afterwards? gift your friends the discord app. you can choose to go to a cafe (buy a coffee, at least), a bar (money, alcohol) or you can all stay in and catch a movie (streaming) or you can all stay in bed (rent. don't get me started) and scream (noise complaint. ticket at least).
you want to read a new book, but the book has to have 124 buzzwords from tiktok readers that are, like, weirdly horny. you can purchase this audiobook on audible! your podcast isn't on spotify, it's on its own server, pay for a different site. fuck, at least you're supporting artists you like. the art museum just raised their ticket price. once, they had a temporary exhibit that acknowledged that ~85% of their permanent art galleries were from cis white men, and that they had thousands of works by women (even famous women, like frida! georgia o'keefe!) just rotting in their basement. that exhibit lasted for 3 months and then they put everything away again.
walmart proudly supports this strip of land by the street! here are some flowers with wilting leaves. its employees have to pay out-of-pocket for their uniforms. my friend once got fined by the city because she organized a community pick-up of the riverfront, which was technically private property.
no, you cannot afford to take that dance class, neither can i. by the way - i'm a teacher. i'm absolutely not saying "educators shouldn't be paid fairly." i'm saying that when i taught classes, renting a studio went from 20 bucks an hour to 180 in the span of 6 months. no significant changes to the studio were made, except they now list the place as updated and friendly. the heat still doesn't work in the building. i have literally never seen the landlord who ignores my emails. recently they've been renting it out at night as an "unusual nightclub; a once-in-a-lifetime close-knit party." they spent some of those 180 dollars on LEDs and called it renovating. the high heels they invite in have been ruining the marley.
do you want to experience the old internet? do you want to play flash games or get back the temporary joy of club penguin? you can, you just need to pay for it. i have a weird, neurodivergent obsession with occasionally checking in to watch the downfall and NFT-ification of neopets. if i'm honest with you all - i never got into webkins, my family didn't have the money to buy me a pointless elephant. people forget that "being poor" can mean literally "if i buy you that toy, i can't afford rent."
you and i don't have time to make good food, and we don't have the budget for it. we are not gonna be able to host dinner parties, we're not made of money, kid. do you want some kind of 3rd space? a space that isn't home or work or school? you could try being online, but - what places actually exist for you? tiktok counts as social media because you see other people on it, not because they actually talk to you.
there was a local winter tradition of sledding down the hill at my school. kids would use pizza boxes and jackets and whatever worked, howling and laughing. back in september, they made a big announcement that this time, rules were changing, and everyone must pay 10 dollars to participate. when im not scared shitless, i kind of appreciate the environmental irony - it hasn't gone below 40. so much for snow & joyriding.
i saw a bulletin for a local dogwalking group and, nervous about making a good first impression, showed up early. the first guy there grimaced at me. "sorry," he said. "there's a 30-dollar buy-in fee." i thought he was joking. wait. for what? the group doesn't offer anything except friendship and people with whom to walk around the city.
he didn't know the answer. just shrugged at me. "you know," he said. "these days, everything costs money."
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