Making this post for future reference
Horse Hair direction charts
People have been asking for the source. Sorry for not adding it earlier
“An Atlas of Animal Anatomy for Artists (Dover Anatomy for Artists)” - W. Ellenberger (Author), H. BAUM (Author), H. DITTRICH (Author), LEWIS S. BROWN (Editor)
We Californians be like
“Excuse me but your shirt is fucking gorgeous”
“Wow thank you very much! My nanna fucking knitted it for me!”
“So fucking fetch”
this is really interesting!! :D i’m from california and live in texas but i don’t curse at all haha ;u; people should reblog this with where they’re from/where they live! this could be an interesting thing to see :3
FUCK YOU CUNTS YOU HAVE NO GODDAMN IDEA HOW FUCKING COURTEOUS I CAN BE
As a resident of California, this seems absolutely true
NJ and California are twins and this is so true LOL
Archivi Architects & Associates, Wakura House Photography, Staircase, By Yutaka Kinumaki
honestly one of the most annoying things to me is when people constantly thank “god” for everything they’ve worked for in this life. for example, i know too many adults on facebook who buy a new house or get a new job and say “well thank you god i’m so blessed” what the actual fuck? some person in the sky didn’t help you, you helped yourself. idk what i’m hinting at, but the older i get the more i stray away from religion and “god” it’s just that i believe in myself, not some super human. if i believed in a super human or whatever he is, i wouldn’t work for anything, i’d sit back and let him do his job.
It really pisses me off when a doctor works hard to save a patient and instead of thanking the doctor the family members are running around thanking god instead. They give no credit to the doctor that’s hundreds of thousands of dollars in debt from a decade of medical school. No credit to the doctor who worked day and night to save their family’s life. No, it was god working through the doctor.
Just… what a convenient way of never giving anyone any credit ever. Ugh. What an awful way to look at the world. People aren’t good, God is! If someone is good it has to be through a supernatural being.
I have suffered from insomnia for so many years that it feels normal to me. I am diagnosed by a medical practitioner with it and first remember there being problems when I was around seven or eight years old. Over the years everything has been tried, from meditation to sleeping medication to relaxation methods to therapy. It comes and goes. Sometimes it lasts for months, other times weeks. But it never leaves for very long.
When you don’t get a good night’s sleep you feel exhausted and like you’re dozing off at work. This is what insomnia starts as. However you don’t doze off. You are conscious, held to consciousness by some sort of invisible string that won’t let go.
Fast forward a few days. The feeling of exhaustion has begun to numb. While your reflexes are slower, you are no longer feeling as if you are going to collapse. You are lethargic, and usually feeling pretty cold. Your heart rate quickens faster than it normally would during physical activity. Strangely enough despite it all, you feel focused and like everything outside of your focus has become dull. Work is not a big deal right now and you finish all your objectives for the day with normal pep. Throughout the day, however, you feel this almost ringing in your ears and feel as though your body is stretched too thin.
Because there’s nothing else you can do, you keep going. You know what will happen if you lay down a minute too soon so you wait until you are on the verge of passing out to lay down. You sleep for maybe two or three hours. Wake up. More time passes and now you are quite dead on your feet. It’s almost as though your ears need to pop. You feel exhausted, and like you need a break, but no matter how hard you try naps end up being futile. Sitting down drains you. The only thing you can do is keep going. You have become adjusted to doing normal tasks on serious sleep deprivation. That dull stretched feeling is something that is constantly there, but you ignore it. You also ignore the gravity that seems to push you down into the ground. It’s just something you’ve learned to tolerate.
The crazy thing here is that nobody around you takes notice of the fact that you’ve had less than 12 hours of sleep in the past seven days.
And it keeps going. At some points, you think it’s breaking. You successfully take a nap here and there. You get six hours of sleep one night instead of 2-4 (or in some cases none). But no matter how much you sleep, you still don’t wake up feeling rested. That constant, dull ache is there. There is a sleep debt you cannot possibly make up. And eventually, it stops. Maybe it stops long enough for you to start feeling well rested again, but it comes back. It always comes back.
In the end we insomniacs learn to function on severe exhaustion. What scares me is that I have never passed out from it. I have pushed my body to limits and I’m not sure it even has them. I wonder how many years my lack of sleep has cut off my life, but it’s something I fear I just have to get used to.
Lets see what the Stock Market has to say about the X Box One, shall we!
Survey says! FAIL!
It fell by 38 cents. That’s not a big dip at all considering 6 months ago, it was sitting at 26 dollars 5 months ago. I’d say the only thing it shows is someone trying to justify something sucking when there wasn’t a big impact at all.
stocks go up and down every day