Category Archives: Microblogging

Me, Myself, and Why

It’s so frustrating when another person keeps popping up in your thoughts uninvited, just to upset you. It’s like, you want to be mad at them, but you can’t, because the only person actually inside your head is you??

Leave myself alone, jerk!

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Cutie

(content note: jumping spider)

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Correlation

Is it just me, or is the attractiveness of a motorcycle directly correlated with the attractiveness of its rider? Like, it seems like choppers and Harleys are always driven by leathery old dudes with scruffy beards and a gut, while sexy crotch rockets like these two are way more likely to be driven by–well, sexy crotch rockets like these two:

An attractive woman wearing black clothes and a white helmet, sitting on a rose gold Yamaha R6 motorcycle.
🚀

I suppose it could just be that the latter also seem more likely to be wearing protective gear. Intelligence is sexy, too!

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It Bears Repeating

Take care of yourself.

Because you–yes, you–are precious, and deserve to be taken care of.

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Why Am I Like This, pt. III

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Wedge Antilles

I’m no expert, but I suspect Wedge Antilles may be one of the most underrated characters in the entire Star Wars canon.

Wedge Antilles in the cockpit of his X-wing.
“Look at the size of that thing!”

The original three films were my favorite movies growing up. I must have watched the whole trilogy dozens of times over, but I didn’t even realize Wedge was a recurring character until I re-watched them with my own children. I’d thought “Wedge” was a call sign or something.

But no, the Wedge in A New Hope that makes the run on the Death Star with Luke (and saves his butt from a TIE fighter) is the same character who flies into the second Death Star with Lando Calrissian in Return of the Jedi (after saving a bunch of other pilots’ butts from TIE fighters)–not to mention his feats on Hoth. What a freaking badass!

Wedge destroying the power regulator on the north tower.
“Copy, gold leader. I’m already on my way out.”

Maybe the reason I didn’t notice sooner is because I didn’t pay as much attention to the characters in my stories back then. (It may have also had something to do with the fact that the spaceships were one of my favorite parts of those films–often irrespective of what they were actually doing, let alone who was flying them!) His characterization is understated enough that it would have been easy for me to miss. But he really is an actual character! He doesn’t have a ton of dialogue, but we have enough to tell he’s brave, modest, calm under pressure, supportive of his squadmates, and has excellent tactical sense, in addition to being an ace pilot.

…That’s it, that’s the whole post. Sorry, I just wanted to gush about my new geek crush for a bit. See you tomorrow!

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Nature Can Also BEE Terrifying

An active wasp's nest the size of a melon in the corner of a garage
Yeah, I know they’re not bees, but I couldn’t come up with a “wasp” pun

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The Past Is for the Future

What good are memories that only hold you back? The purpose of a memory is to inform you now, enrich you here, inspire you today; yesterday is a mere brick in the wall of the present, the house you live in.

To reminisce on the past is to be shaped by it. Are you taking the shape you desire? If your history leaves you misshapen, create a better one: tell yourself the story that has the happy ending. If a wall no longer serves your purpose, tear it down and lay the bricks anew–and if some are cracked or crumbling or toxic with rot, why keep them?

Forgetting is death, and death is scary–but not all death is bad. It’s no tragedy when life is lost, if that life is a malignant cancer; it is no real loss to lose a memory that’s only weighing you down.

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Be Kind to Your Mind

Vintage metal sign showing a woman with flowers in place of a head, pouring a watering can onto herself. Text: BE KIND TO YOUR MIND
It’s all you’ve got.

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The Mortifying Ordeal of Being an Introvert Who Craves Attention

How the heck do I reconcile being exhausted by social interaction with feeling like I’ve got frickin’ superpowers when someone shows an interest in me?

Y’all got any pointers?

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