Feather Spiral

Star Trek is full of dialogue of great wisdom, way too ahead of its time sometimes. Not sure I posted the ones I got off TOS before, but either way, here's a video of another compilation.

I sometimes feel I’m the only one who sucks at jokes, hyperbole, metaphor, etc. I do enjoy them usually, but sometimes they fly right over my head; or I make them, and they fly over others' heads.

I normally love memes but I'm not sure I like the Big Enough scream. No idea why it annoys me, I literally just discovered it.

I've just replayed Okami again, and I have to say the soundtrack at the end made my eyes well up. The ones right before and right after the final boss ...and the song during the credits (sadly the Wii version doesn't have it but I still found it on YouTube and wrote my own lyrics)

My cough has returned... either I have a renewed sinusitis, or- idfk urgh I'm so tired of this neverending illness

I just woke up from having a lot of fun with a deaf puppy, I think German shep or lab or retriever idk. Big breed either way but very young, whole body couldn't have been longer than my forearm. At some point, he went behind a wall; being deaf (I think I heard that from a young man with a bowl-cut black hair), I didn't bother calling out. Instead I pounded on the floor, so the pup would feel it shake and come out of hiding to check. After that, we play-wrestled for a while, he was very eager and jumpy but not as bite-y as most puppies I know.

I watched a video of the tower-thing collapsing. Felt my heart crumple in two and go right down with it. Didn't see it live, like the Twin Towers in 9/11, but-

and people were already memeing the shit out of that one blurry photo, not even half a day after it was published. I mean... I was expecting it. I just didn't think it'd happen that quick. The internet truly is a wondrous place.

Exactly what Celli shared- https://www.abc.net.au/news/2019-04-07/black-hole-first-ever-photograph-could-be-unveiled-this-week/10979244 ...so hyped for this

Damn... Luna, you shoulda been unpredictable! how did you not think of teleporting behind him for surprise, and then hit while he was blindsided? Still, we have faith in Butterflybutt... also, everyone who's trapped inside, hopefully chipping away at Grogar's internal defenses.

*notices ur gameboard* O&O what's this? you're welcome

Bit of a spoilers: I have it on good faith that Jeric is collaborating with Denim&Venom, Will Guide and Rikifive. They're working on a climax where Grogar will catch the ponies Don't know the finer details, he asked me not to tell anyone but I can't bear this burden

...this is really rude but also beautiful. You ever see that driver again, say hello and kudos from me. Anyhow. I had two dreams involving famous people this past night; one of them was Grian (I was following his Minecraft stream just last night before bed), the other was Ripley from Alien (that one's outta nowhere) With Grian, I was in a cooperative puzzle-slash-survival game show of sorts. It started with me providing him with Lego bricks from him to build with; he made some sorta frame with a shelf, and a clothing iron which he put in the bottom of it. But he got frantic towards the end of the countdown, and the top bit came off while the judges were going through the different builds. I continued through a maze, whilst eating a “sandwich” he made me which was actually two regular sandwiches (bread and all) in one bigger bun (lotta bread to eat). The maze got pretty psychological, but I don't remember it well; only that I reached the goal, where a few others were waiting for the contest to finish, and pressed a button. The Alien one was more action-based, it took place in a building mostly run by an A.I named Sevastopol (yes, like the place from Alien). I was waiting for the elevator, behind a group of staff members including Ripley; both the shaft and the cabin were entirely transparent with metal frames. The group found the wait too long and decided to engage in discussion together, except the elevator cabin (a sphere) arrived just then. I cut ahead and pressed the 3rd floor button (there were no other floor buttons, for some reason?) in the center, expecting them to notice; but they were too late and just watched me go up (and I stared back). I'd made myself comfortable against the outer railing when Sevastopol spoke, suggesting I check out something on top floor. Suddenly the elevator shot up at dizzying speed, stopped right before reaching the top; making me slam into the ceiling and drop back harshly. Then it plummeted, leaving me floating in midair; at the same time, it began pumping some yellowish noxious gas inside. I pushed myself off the railing, reached the panel where I pressed the alarm and fan buttons at the same time; the air began to clear. The elevator's fall also slowed down to a reasonable pace, it reached the bottom floor and let me off the cabin normally. I collapsed to the floor right in front of the still-awaiting staff group, struggling to explain what happened. Shit was crazy, yo~

Went to bed real late tonight (midnight is very late for me, I'm not one of those 3am owls ok) but had one of the longest and most fun dreams I remember. It took place in a building complex, complete with its own garage, and you could walk across a beach to get to a conference/dining/party room. Anyway, I was hovering and gliding around the cafeteria; some people could see me, others couldn't. I started having some uhhh, lewd times there, with a few guys I found cute. Then, for reasons unknown, I started being chased by the authorities, like maybe CIA or something. Forgot if we ever faced off; I preferred avoiding them, like when an agent pulled into the garage in a very pointy sports car. Eventually I just slipped out to the beach, walked alongside some people in summerwear, got lewd with a few of them too... same thing inside the party room.

Welp, the gastroscopy happened... ergh... my throat's seen better days. It still stings when I swallow, even though that was the morning and we're ending the evening now. They couldn't even keep the thing down for more than a couple minutes, I retched and coughed so hard I was spasming like a downed animal. At least we know I have hiatal hernia causing acid reflux, and in ~3 weeks we'll know if I have bacteria (H. pylori) makin it worse. I also brought spare t-shirts (and socks); unlike last time where I'd kept my sweat-soaked t-shirt on, leading to sore neck and shoulders.

I thought that was exactly what I said...? nothing to do with them being simple, at all - the opposite, in fact. Mean, I get what you say about Discord discussions, but... that's exactly what I meant by "depends on the environment". It's not just about the platform (that influences the number of people you reach out to), it's also about the people in that community. I've had very different experiences, sometimes complete opposite of each other, simply by making the same statements on two different Discord servers. Same with campuses, you can be in one with good quality education and people following proper debate etiquette, or one that endorses "politically interested" discourse and whomever sounds "cool" and "trendy" wins... Would explain more, but I'm tired and anxious about tomorrow's gastroscopy (to explore the roots of my chronic cough and reflux) so I'll just go sleep (or at least try to). I just hope I don't get all shaky and queasy at the end, cause I'm going hungry so I may get hypoglycemic. It happened after my fibroscopy; the local anesthetic began to wear off towards the end, I felt the tube press against my septum. Got me trembling, I thought I was gonna pass out from pain and the sheer... wrongness... of the sensation. I guess this is how I take things back to the topic at hand - I hate it when anesthetic's effects begin to subside. I feel all weird and can't speak to communicate my distress, I don't even know if it's gonna be over soon so I can bear with it...

Depends on the environment you make your statements in. You can put things out in the open, on social media for example. It'll have potential for everyone to see, until it get buried under newer (and more popular) ones. Or you can share them on a more limited platform, like a Discord server or school club, with like-minded people. There's gonna be fewer people, but with better chance for some productive discussion. Plus, you get the chance for someone else to find a more effective way to spread the word, start a petition on campus for change, etc.

Oh lord, sorry to hear @Meson Bolt I hope you're out of that nightmare soon. But speaking of aviation, I took weekly courses at school many years ago, way back in middle school, and have nothing to show for it. Our group actually had them all trimester, even when the others had to go on traineeships to gain work experience. We were prepping for the theoretical exam, a nationwide one; with talks about moving on to practicals flying a small Cessna. We eventually received invitations and entered the exam, where the entire group did badly; our prof (a legit pilot iirc) gave extra courses, then we waited for invitations again. Except mine just wouldn't arrive... I kept hearing other group members talk about receiving theirs, asking me if I had mine and it pissed me off. My parents actually had to poke whatever company was issuing the invites (an airline, or an academic thing, I don't remember) so they'd hurry the fuck up. Until the literal morning of the exam date, while I waited at the door of a lab to take some practicals, the principal came to tell me it had finally arrived. Told me I could take the day off if I wanted to take the aviation exam. I refused. I thought, since they took so fucking long to send it (the date on the invite letter was, if memory serves me right, a few days after being asked if I had it), they clearly didn't want me and so I didn't want them either. Besides, missing out on a day of school without prior warning felt so irregular, even if the principal herself had said it was okay. In short; I put my regular classes (shit I'd never remember) ahead of this aviation business (an extraordinary opportunity) due to that one stupid delay. TMW you realize you coulda flown a Cessna when you were just a teen but didn't because everyone made such a big deal of regular school education... Still makes me rage every time I remember... I can still like, recite the aeronautical alphabet (with maybe 5 letters I have trouble remembering) or recognize a cumulus, remember the differences in flight control between a plane and a helicopter (some of it from the Search And Rescue 4 user's manual) but... urgh I keep doing this shit all the time... forgetting that I had these wonderful opportunities and just let them slip, while I instead held on to a bitchass boring drone's life.

"...more than anyone else" I would feel the opposite. Mean... ask an anti-SJW and they might assure you, quite genuinely from the bottom of their hearts, that antifa or vegans or feminists counteraccuse much more often, by orders of magnitude. People tend to notice such occurrences more from people they don't like, and pardon those they agree with. I try my best to not make absolute claims in the matter, because I often feel compelled to do exactly that, but I also don't wanna overcompensate. Anyway... uhhhm Oh yeah, why must sweet foods make my stomach sloshy? I'm trying to enjoy some cheesecake, but can't finish because it feels like I'm about to throw up. Same goes for soda and fruit, and basically any sugar-rich thing.

I had ^that^ happen a lot, always with the same people; not necessarily (anti-)SJ or (anti-)anything, not necessarily over social/political matters. Accusing me of being "hostile" and "oversensitive" about something they consider minor, all the while being openly hostile to me about something that's important to them. What's more, it occurs to me later (I either find out or remember) that they've been hypocritical or lying asshats, but I can't bring that up because then I'm the one who sounds stuck-up.

I have a friend, she says she'll be happy to join!

I see what you mean, some of the badges are scratched out (to signify they've been defeated) and others are outright gone.

Sure theng. *brings plenty of waterguns filled with goo*