#by the way
You want to live to be old,
but the time of tribulation is coming.
You want to live to see your friends and family grow old. You want to drive a car. You want to live to see yourself forget your own age. You want to live by yourself. You want to be more than a child. You want to make bad decisions. You want to learn how to do better. You want to find purpose in life. You want to know who you are before it’s all over. You don’t want it to be over. You want to live to see your last day. You want to live to fall in love. You want to live.
But you are the chosen. You should be honored.
YOUR MAJESTY.
“M-My, My-Majesty…”
— Emma Swan, The Savior to Her Queen.
I gave this the long, hard thought it deserves (that is, musing over a cup of subpar coffee), and I decided to start posting here again. My main site of operations will be on Instagram, and due to this site’s ill-conceived policies, I’ll only post my unambiguously G-rated material (My so-called main blog will remain dormant). And so it shall be until something better comes along.
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(video from @/fierce_unicorn on twitter)
ALL MY DREAMS ARE COMING TRUE!!! WILF IS BACK! DONNA IS BACK! & TEN’S HAIR ACTUALLY LOOKS GOOD!
Pink Floyd
Lemme Smang It- Yung Humma ft. Flynt Flossy
Let’s start the blog with something fun! Don’t listen to this song at work- Rated R for Frank Sexuality and Bemused Backup Dancer. Anyway, the reason I’m posting this on my serious-business morphological blends research blog is right in the title, the nonce word smang. As Yung Humma states in the chorus, smang is a blend of smashand bang- in the sexual sense, if that wasn’t clear enough. The blend is used, here as elsewhere, for humorous wordplay purposes.
And smang actually brings up an important theoretical problem. Because words are a spoken phenomenon before they’re a written one, we don’t want to analyze words in terms of letters, but in terms of the units of sound that make them up- phonemes. A phoneme is, in general terms, the smallest segment of sound that can distinguish two words. While English uses 26 letters in writing, it has somewhere in the neighborhood of forty phonemes, the precise number depending on your dialect. To represent these speech sounds, we usually use the International Phonetic Alphabet, and we usually put phonemic transcriptions between slashes /like this/.
So that’s simple enough, right? But it turns out that figuring out what phonemes make up a word isn’t always obvious, and different dialects along with theoretical differences of opinion can lead to very different transcriptions for one and the same word. Smash is pretty easy- /smæʃ/. /s/ and /m/ mean what you think they do, /æ/ is the vowel in cat, and /ʃ/ is the sh sound. But when it comes to the vowel of bang things get complicated. Historically, it would have been the same vowel as in smashand cat- /æ/. However, in many dialects (including mine), that vowel has shifted to something more like the vowel in say when it comes in front of /ŋ/, the ng sound. We can represent that vowel with [e]. (Brackets go around transcriptions of the sounds themselves, rather than just the phonemic identity, of speech.) So is it /bæŋ/ or /beŋ/? Certainly it sounds more like the latter, but psychologically it could be the former!
So why does this matter? Well, what if you were trying to count how many phonemes from smash made its way into smang? Does the vowel ‘count’ as part of both smashand bang, or does it only count as the vowel from bang? I don’t have an answer right now, which is okay! If I need to find out the answer I’ll just have to do an experiment or gather more data to come to a more conclusive analysis.
I’m not reblogging much on this URL anymore - especially regarding social issues - but I just want to get this out there in case any one of my 1k followers is wondering…
I’m pro-choice.
I believe abortion is a necessary procedure sometimes; and often that necessity isn’t just about physical health, but also mental wellbeing & financial security.
Because of that, it’s up to the person immediately affected to be well informed of the risks (physical, mental & social) to decide if it’s the right course of action for them.
I’m not exactly pro-abortion, though. What I want is for the world to progress to a need for no abortions (just like I want it to progress to a need for no chemotherapy). But the world isn’t there yet, so we have to make do with the limited options that are available.
First and foremost, I am PRO the LIFE of the person with the uterus (& related organs). Their needs come first.
I feel sad that anyone needs to make that decision for whatever reason. I feel sad that whatever birth control methods they or their partner were using didn’t prevent the pregnancy.
I feel angry when that situation is forced upon them - through violence, coercion, and medical/government interference.
My faith is Christianity, but I was not brought up with the “abortion is murder” mindset (either at home or in my church).
However, it was present at my Christian high school. There was a talk from a woman who had supposedly been an “aborted baby”. She said she had a disability because of that. She was there to tell the girls not to have an abortion should they get pregnant too young.
I had no interest in sex so it wasn’t a factor to me & I wasn’t socially active so I couldn’t be a “rape target”…
[Sorry, I was brought up with thismindset. I was told it wasn’t the girl’s fault if she was raped, whatever she’s wearing, but was also told not to go to certain places just in case it happened (like, it would be my fault for being there). Because there are sinful non-Christian people who do these horrible things. Also sinful Christian people, but I wasn’t to learn that for a few years.]
Anyway, point is I didn’t pay much attention to her warnings… But I did feel sick that the school thought it was important to have this woman around to talk to the girls at my school, and to basically imply that all abortions are bad.
The truth is, all abortions are sad.
And most are necessary (especially the ectopic ones, like WTF are people suggesting those can be saved?).
Some might not be necessary for any of the reasons I’ve given, but I don’t hate anyone for choosing it. I hate that their circumstance put them in that situation.
There is not enough justice in this world. I feel like there used to be a lot more, but I also recognise that was my middle-class white Australian privilege making it seem that way.
Not that my life was all that great, but I was definitely sheltered from most of the crap I’ve learned in the last 20 years. It’s been a learning curve to say the least, but one I’m grateful to be on. I just wish I could do more to improve society.
My top 10 Music Countdown : #9 - Red Hot Chili Peppers! I can’t imagine California without Red Hot Chili Peppers as an integral part of our state’s soundtrack. Their distinctive sound transports me to my childhood in a way that few other bands do with such nostalgia. One memory I love is when my cousins and I would watch the music video for “Californication” every time we visited each other, and we really wished the animated parts were a real video game so we could play as the Chili Peppers! Flea and John Frusciante are two of my favorite musicians of all time, so that alone makes the Chili Peppers number 9 on my countdown. Also, this band is fantastic in concert - I’ve been lucky enough to see them twice! My favorite songs: Californication, Parallel Universe, Scar Tissue, Easily, By the Way.
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tumbles really did just do this to my messages
important question - if you’re scared of balloons and also children can u still be a clown? please i need reassurance /j
Dude, the narrative CONFLICT in this show is so well done.
The thinker vs the feeler dynamic; the strategist vs the action oriented; the cool and collected personality and the frenetic one…
Two intense and extremely traumatized people but in entirely different ways…
The parallel of both of those characters being forced into roles they hate…
Their wildly different perspectives and how that influences their behavior and dynamics.
Neither understands the other’s specific traumas or how it’s shaped how they think and act as adults.
It’s a perfect combination of parallels and contrasts.
Ep 9 was devastating, but not for the reasons that are immediately obvious. Porsche pulled a stupid stunt and in doing so, forced Kinn into a corner. Short of just straight up running away, which would be damn near impossible without a very risky and complicated long game, Kinn has no choice but to “side with” Tawan. Now he’s going to have to work his ass off just to keep Porsche alive while simultaneously managing the fact that he’s got a double agent in his organization somewhere, the minor family is treacherous and out for blood, and there doesn’t appear to be a single living soul he can trust.
Meanwhile, Porsche probably hasn’t even considered the position he’s put Kinn in because he pretty much thinks with his emotions.
So Kinn has got a choice, he can just fuck it, shut himself down and become the man his father wants him to be, he can live his life in agonizing conflict forever, or he can try to get out.
Frankly, I can’t wait to see how this plays out…
the only thing i’ll say, and this is not directed at anyone because a lot of people do this, like a lot, it’s a widespread thing
i understand not reading WIPs. that’s a personal choice you are making.
but I do want to be clear: not reading and supporting WIPs leads to more WIPs. dropping a nice comment or kudos on a story the author is losing momentum and faith in could be what determines if that fic gets finished or not.
by all means, do what you must but I am saying you’d have more completed stories if you supported the ones in progress.
My outfit when I’m thinking about gardening: cottagecore lesbian
My outfit when I’m working in the garden: lazily slapped together whatever + hoodie/jacket
Conclusion: idk, practical clothes can be cute too
