Looks like it's just you and me. Mind if I masturbate?
Ps, please stop stalking me, Heather.
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The final boss in this is pink.
We’re going out for Cosmos and shoe shopping later.
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Mills →
And Tristan is right: Mills is the most wonderful writer on this-here Tumblr doodad (that I know of, at least).
Genuinely, it would be lovely to see more writers on Tumblr. Realistically, Tumblr is not for writers. That is what actual blogs are for. The kind aimed at writers. Just be grateful for those that are willing to share their insights on here, like Mills.
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There is a distinct lack of writers on Tumblr
There’s such a distinct lack of text content on Tumblr that breaks even 100 words in a post, it’s pretty sad. I’m sure there are some fantastic writers out there, some fantastic thinkers too but where is their representation?
As I write this there are 1.2 million Tumblelogs, with “writer” being the ninth most popular tag and “writing” being the 18th most popular tag. That means there are a significant amount of writers on here, correct?
Nope.
The most popular Tumblelog classified under “writer” has three pictures of Miley Cyrus on its first page and a total of one hundred and forty three words. To anyone who writes significant amounts on Tumblr, like myself, frankly that is pretty insulting.
In a world where newspapers are folding due to distinct lack of funding, subscribers and new favor of online-only content, Tumblr is the perfect platform for writers: You write, you build a following, an audience, and anytime you publish you automatically have a group that auto-subscribes to your content with the possibility of reaching further once they choose to reblog and comment.
Tumblr, support your writers. Help add a text element to this picture-heavy platform that we have here.
I completely agree. Twitter also needs to target writers more, I see very few people actually writing good, decent-length posts on there.
I don’t know why, but writers always seem to be real fucking dicks about people reblogging their lengthy tomes in full on their own blogs, some bullshit about proper attribution and plagiarism, I don’t know. And I can’t stand it when writers insist on having some place where they can just kick back and post some photos. Produce more content for me! Stop taking breaks! So lazy.
Come on Tumblr, you short-form blog-encouraging assholes, support writers more.
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Chrono Trigger (1995)
That was the very first one I posted, you fucking assholes.
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So what SNES game’s title screen am I going to post on FYSTS! tomorrow?Chat with 6 notes
Don't Fuck With My Comfort
- Her: I got rid of the computer chair
- Me: WHAT THE FUCK?
- Her: Don't worry, I'm getting a new, ergonomic one
- Me: Ok, good
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Note: cheating may lead to pollution, tornadoes, water shortage, and mutant fish.
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Getting Out of Economic Crisis
Here are some useful cheats you might consider trying:
At any point in your day, type “CASS” and you’ll earn an easy $400. Type “IMACHEAT” and get $500,000. Type either as many times as you like.
Type “FUND” to issue a 25% bond.
Type “MRSOLEARY” to start a fire (hint: insurance).
Flood problems? Type “MOSES” and instantly stop any flood.
You could also build 100 churches in your city for some easy money. This made easier by typing “DAMN”, which rezones residential property to churches.
Enjoy your new, recession-free life. But don’t forget to protect against UFO attacks!
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This mysterious form was presented to me after submitting a job application. Its purpose is not mentioned anywhere, the application itself — which included areas for a resumé and cover letter, so it’s not for that — was complete and had been submitted at that point. What exactly did they expect me to upload? And why are JPGs an option?
My only conclusion was that it was some sort of psychological profiling (note the title: attach files to my profile); when presented with the opportunity to upload anything and attach it to a job application, what will the individual attach? If this was the case, I passed with flying colours: I uploaded a copy of Anna Karenina I downloaded (demonstrates literary depth and that I am an intellectual), a drawing depicting how tidy my bedroom is with a view of my colour-sorted bookshelf (excellent work ethic, very organised, creative), a photograph of my penis (very manly, and works well with women), a zipped backup copy of my entire hard drive (prepared for disaster, aware of the importance of platform agnostic compression, and just in case I lose mine), and a photograph of my ex-girlfriend nude (I am a giver, I get on well with colleagues, I have impeccable taste in women).
I’ll let you know how it turns out, guys.
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I AM SO EXCITED TO FINALLY THROW THIS OUT THERE, I CAN’T NOT TALK IN CAPS FOR A WHILE.
MUCH LOVE YOU GUYS. NOW GO EXPLORE IT IF YOU DO ANYTHING WEB DESIGN/DEVELOPMENT RELATED.
<3
Faruk made you something awesome, you guys.
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GPOYW.
This was my first night in Indianapolis, absolutely fucking shattered from the flight. Ross and I have been best buddies ever since.
This photo in particular makes me want to get back there more than anything. (Sorry, Heather!)
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Shitty Roommate →
There recently was a thread about awful room-mates, along with pictures. I have my own experience.
This story about an awful roommate began its life on the Something Awful forums. Since then, like most stories like this, I assume it’s become some kind of internet folklore that a lot of people have at least heard about, if not read. Regardless, I had not read it, and now I’m sharing it, just in case you haven’t either.
(Note: it’s long, fairly graphic, and fairly awful, but safe for work.)
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Air New Zealand’s “Bare Essentials” in-flight safety video, featuring airline staff wearing nothing but body paint, which is part of their new advertising campaign, covered by the NYT here. (Safe work, thanks to strategically placed seatbelts and life jackets.) The actual ad, featuring more body-painted workers, is here.
The Air New Zealand staff members did not receive extra pay, just increased exposure.
Quite.
I like this. It’s an obvious “sex sells” approach to making people pay attention, but that’s ok: what the market demands, the market must get. That said, where I completely ignore all other safety videos on planes, this one proved similarly uninformative, because I spent the whole time keeping a careful eye out for exposed genitalia. That’s just the kind of guy I am. Hope your planes don’t crash, Air New Zealand, because everyone will be too busy masturbating to find their oxygen masks.
(via Metafilter)
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