Some time ago (I think in 2021) I had to go see a neurologist over really scary symptoms that resembled seizures. I was a nervous wreck about what I was feeling and had barely slept all week, which seemed to be apparent to the doc’s assistant when I sat down in the exam room for questioning or whatever. Dude was pretty young and soft spoken, around my age. He was laser focused doing something on one of those tablet-laptop Surface things as I spoke, presumably writing down my symptoms.

Midway through talking about my symptoms my voice audibly started shaking as I was describing them, clearly upset.

In the middle of my monologue he turns the tablet to face me, closes whatever program he has open and the wallpaper is this fucking collage of pictures of lord farquaad from shrek, lovingly decorated. Dude just sat there placidly smiling at me until I noticed and stopped dead in the middle of a sentence. We sat there in silence like this for like a solid minute before I started wheezing laughing. Before I could even say anything else or process it he picked up the tablet and wordlessly left the room, and I just sat there dumbfounded until the doctor showed up. 10/10 doctor experience tbh

I didn’t own a cell phone at the time to get a photo so this rendition from memory is all I can provide you

ID: a digital drawing of a man in scrubs sitting on a wheeled stool, serenely smiling with his elbow on a rolling cart, where a tablet is flipped open to show an approximation of the Lord Farquaad screensaver. end ID

One character from The Book I Am Not Working On was a courtesan who was known for being remarkably tall and beautiful in a way that sculpture, carvings or paintings couldn't do justice to, and she doesn't care to let them try. People who want to see her just have to come see her. Poets, however, can take up the challenge all they want, she likes reading their attempts at trying to describe her beauty. Hell, she once financed the printing and publishing of an entire book of poetry praising her beauty, a collection of her hand-picked favourites.

The collection is titled Gold At Her Palms, after her very favourite. That one is one poet's account of his first impression of her - how he stepped into a room that he thought was empty, and mistook her for a statue before she moved. She looked up and said hi, smiling as she waved her hand as casually as greeting an old friend. That surprise is the entire poem, of how she looked like a sculpture, beautiful in a way that's etheral, untouchable and unapproachable, until she turns and smiles, with silver moonlight in her smile and gold of sunlight at the palm of her hand.

People who have never seen her don't understand how much the scene that the poem depicts happened literally exactly like that. She is black, as dark as human skin tone can go, and when the poet stepped into the room where she was sitting in wait, he really did first mistake her for a statue, trying to decide whether it was obsidian, onyx, or black jasper, when she moved. Flashing a bright, wide, white-toothed silvery smile, and raising her hand in a way that revealed the golden brown lighter skin of her palm.

he’s so proud of his children ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

safe ship harbored is such a ridiculously slept on album for all the bangers it delivers... youre not alone we're the daughters of sinners we're the sons of saints... i have half a mind to climb up in the sky and steal new colors away from the sun... missing stitch and flowers on a headstone... my bodys aching like a knocked down dragout...

life if comes fucks me

On the first day of my Spanish class the professor was like “who here is a native Spanish speaker?” and like ten people raised their hands.

And my question for native speakers taking Spanish 1 for an easy A is not why they’re doing that but why would they admit it publicly

did you know that having an ahoge in the epithet universe doubles your chances of having perpetually spiked cortisol? (except mera, hers is there in spirit)

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i recently added deedee’s [SENDING DATA] to my discord server’s soundboard. on the one hand, it’s extremely useful for when my friends say something in the text chat and i’m not paying attention, so i know where to look.

on the other hand, it scares the absolute shit out of me every time