DJ: “It’s a tragic day for all men today—Leonard Nimoy died. Most boys had a Star Trek phase growing up. You girls probably have trouble telling the difference between Star Wars and Star Trek, but trust me, it’s a big deal that he’s gone.”
Me: …
Me: Seriously? What year is this?
Leonard Nimoy is rolling in his fucking grave
Fake geek boys don’t even know that women are why Star Trek got on air to begin with (Lucille Ball of Desilu productions!), women are why it stayed on air (fangirls writing letters to Paramount & NBC keep it from getting dropped!), women ran the first conventions (Joan Winston!) and women wrote the first guidebooks (Bjo Trimble!).
Fake geek boys don’t know that Leonard Nimoy was an outspoken feminist who campaigned to get equal pay for the female actors on the show, and who after his Star Trek days continued to advance feminist goals like fat body acceptance.
Star Trek is women’s territory. Get the fuck outta my sci-fi, fake geek boys, and take your ignorant sexism with you.
Fucking hell. Good job, feminism. Good job, The water feels nothing, sure, that makes perfect sense. I want to say something else here, but all I can come up with is Fucking Hell. What is it with you people? Seriously, I really wanna know. What the fuck? Does anyone at all think that this sign makes any kind of sense at all? Help me to restore some faith in humanity here.
PLEASE RESEARCH ANY AND ALL MATERIALS YOU USETHOROUGHLY, INCLUDING HOW IT WILL INTERACT WITH YOUR BODY, WHEN USED WITH OTHER MATERIALS, AND WHEN LEFT UNSUPERVISED IN NATURE.
this includes literally any material you want to ingest or mix with any other material, such as:
herbs, flowers, & plants
woods, bark, & leaves
crystals, gems, & rocks
herbal supplements, minerals & vitamins
foods & spices
liquids like alcohol, oil, or water
essential oils
plastics, papers, & glass
chemicals & solutions
anything you want to burn
anything you want to dispose of or leave as an offering in nature, bury, throw in running water or flush down the toilet, leave outside unattended, etc.
when you handle materials you’re unfamiliar with and incorporate them into your craft without the proper research, you’re not only putting yourself at risk, but also any other persons or animals that could potentially come into contact with your ritual or spell components.
the new orange peel extract all purpose house cleaner recipe you read could poison your cats; the spell jar you just buried in your front yard may never naturally degrade, or leak chemicals from plastics or dyes, or get dug up during sewer or electrical maintenance or future occupants; your favorite red marker for cursing might be toxic to burn.
it can even be as simple as being allergic to a material you’ve never used before. always be sure to test whether or not you’re allergic to a new herb, food, or other ingredient, preferably multiple times, before you incorporate it into rituals or spells. even if you don’t have any known allergies!
ok i have two more asks that i will answer tomorrow but thank you so so so SO MUCH to everyone who sent an ask and has been talking to me!! you don’t know how much it means to me—thank you so much!! i truly appreciate it very much!! getting and answering asks (especially so many) is just so fun for me and i love interacting with you!! my inbox, replies, and messages are always open!! never hesitate to just come talk to me!! MWAH ILY!
One time in college, I flew to visit my friend in another country during reading week (the week before finals that you’re supposed to spend studying). I was set to come back to school the night before my final, which I thought was a take-home final. On the last day of my visit, we went out and got really drunk (her fault… probably). Next day, I drag my hungover ass to the airport in total agony, get to my gate, sit down, open my laptop to study for the first time and realize that I had been mistaken. My final the next day was in class. Not take home. And I had not studied at all. And I was too hungover to function. Well, I thought, I guess failing isn’t the worst thing in the world.There’s a first time for everything.
My flight was delayed, and I ended up not getting home until 9pm. Still hungover, I begrudgingly stayed up most of the night trying to scrape together what I could in hopes of pulling off a miracle. After all, I’d spent years honing my procrastination craft. Don’t fail me now!
I went in the next morning aggressively ignoring my classmates. The last thing I wanted to hear was how hard they had been studying. The professor passed out the exam, and as I flipped through it I realized, holy crap, I can do this! I don’t know how I am possibly about to get away with this, but I am!
As I walked out, I heard a few classmates remark how hard they thought the exam was. I couldn’t believe it. I ended up getting an A- and my favorite story of my entire academic career. Thank god for my insane BS-ing skills.
So, since I’m procrastinating right now, what are your best procrastination stories?
