Dont Try To Learn To Sew So You Can Make Things For Renfair. Dont Do It. Cus Youll Sew Your Third Tabard

Don’t try to learn to sew so you can make things for renfair. Don’t do it. Cus you’ll sew your third tabard and it will be looking good so you will think maybe you can try something more advanced and you will try a bard hat inspired little cap and it will absolutely pummel you to the depths of despair cus you can’t do math and the videos you watch to help all assemble portions of the hats off camera and you don’t have a printer to buy a pattern and you will crumble into an adhd frustration puddle of anger and tanked self esteem and you will cry and not enjoy the hobby you’re trying to do to relax and be silly. Send tweet.

So like, I would never WANT Magnus to get ate, but I would also love to see Abigail as a lyctor meeting Mercy and Augustine, and the saint of duty (who I won’t name cus bestie is still reading harrow.)

Like I know the power dynamics between gen 1 and gen 2 lyctors are from their literal ages, but I also truly think it’s from their perceived ages. Like Mercy looks late thirties and talks down to Ianthe and Harrow cus they are infants. What would happen if Abigail mother fucking Pent mobbed up ya know? How would Mercy handle that? Also would love to see Abigail and Augustine talk about the fifth. And for her to dunk on Jod and debunk all his bullshit. Plus she’d for sure clock the saint of duty and his best bud cus she’s observant af and pays attention to details nobody expects.

Basically Abigail Pent is my hero. Bye.

You know which Americans aren’t losing their minds over the “British people not rinsing their dishes after scrubbing them and just dunking them in anti-microbial solution” discourse online rn?

Literally anybody who has ever worked in food service anywhere ever. If it’s not like a full service kitchen with a dishpit and industrial dish washing machine you’re gonna get the standard: Spray all the stuff off the dish, scrub in hot soapy water, dunk in sanitizer, put it on the drying rack.

literary analysis being posited as this boring grueling penance that only miserable people insist on is very dumb as an idea but its even more dumb to me, the guy who gets so excited about it that he has to clap and pound his fists against the ground and walk in circles at a dizzying speed unbeknownst to man

do you think that a certain genre of queer person is so obsessively weird about pride flag discourse becuase their flags fill the gaping hole in their personality where a hogwarts house used to be

what the fuck makes phone apps so cocky as to send me notifications telling me to use it. my grocery list app straight up went "you havent made a list in a while! 🙂" are you out of your fucking mind. you are a program. why are you speaking to me like youre my equal. i could replace you with a pen and the back of a receipt. idiot. i kill you now