what the fuck does ‘known as the goblin’ mean in the context of ‘discovered’ here. did they just ask the next planet over what it’s called and the resident aliens were like ‘no idea dude he’s pretty quiet so we don’t know but we just call him The Goblin and it’s cool’
I wasn’t actually tagged in this, but I think it’s a great idea, and I sometimes forget that I’m having an awesome day / week / etc just because a few rotten things happen. So, without further ado:
1. I talked to one of my students today before class about his behavior and he completely took responsibility, and then was ON FIRE in class today, it was awesome. (And that class is not super participatory, so it was great to have his enthusiasm!)
2. My students were finishing up their drawings of Dani the Gender-Neutral Crocodile, and one student accidentally referred to them as an alligator. I was walking by, and I asked if she knew how to tell an alligator from a crocodile. She started listing some guesses, as did a girl nearby, and I blithely shook my head to all their suggestions and informed them that, if you see it later, it’s an alligator, whereas if you see it in a while, it’s a crocodile. The look on the first girl’s face was just… You have not lived until you see a teenager slowly dying from a teacher’s terrible joke. (Her drawing was, of course, amazing).
3. After one student was being a total butt to me for the millionth time, three different students specifically came up to me at the end of class to tell me that *they* liked my class, and others chimed in in. (That one’s bittersweet, but I really need to remember that the Butt-Acting Kid is outnumbered, and that it’s really special to have a whole bunch of teens admit to liking a class.)
4. Former students *who initially struggled in my class* going out of their way to sprinkle Spanish into the conversation when we chat in the hallway.
5. Seeing my awesome friend at a free concert she’d invited me to, and listening to a song about eggplants and wine, and then chatting with her about pretty much anything.
And guys, this was just from today. (And there’s more stuff, too, like getting to read a little bit of No One Can Pronounce My Name while a class I subbed for watched a video, and eating an ice cream sandwich, and also eating The Best Lentil Soup In The World And I Would Know I’ve Eaten A Lot Of Lentil Soup, and struggling through staying in gender-neutral language while talking about Dani but feeling how good it was to practice it because I’m pretty sure at least one student in that class is non-binary, and explaining the -ito/-ita and -cito/-cita suffix to my students and seeing them enjoy adding it to their names… I’ll make little linguists of them all!)
I’m not tagging anyone in particular, because I don’t want anyone to feel pressure. But feel free to spread the positivity!
when i was very small i assumed this song was about some lady who literally kept a human face in a jar by the door and since father mckenzie buried her that meant that he also killed her and basically i thought eleanor rigby was about zombies until i was like 12 years old
This is so much better than anything I could’ve envisioned listening to the song.
My face is having uncontrollable spasms. Great. It hurts really, really, really bad.
I think part of why I have trouble explaining pain to the doctor is when they ask about the pain scale I always think “Well, if someone threw me down a flight of stairs right now or punched me a few times, it would definitely hurt a lot more” so I end up saying a low number. I was reading an article that said that “10” is the most commonly reported number and that is baffling to me. When I woke up from surgery with an 8" incision in my body and I could hardly even speak, I was in the most horrific pain of my life but I said “6” because I thought “Well, if you hit me in the stomach, it would be worse.”
I searched and searched for the post this graphic was from, and the OP deactivated, but I kept the graphic, because my BFF does the same thing, uses her imagination to come up with the worst pain she can imagine and pegs her “10″ there, and so is like, well, I’m conscious, so this must be a 5, and then the doctors don’t take her seriously. (And she then does things like driving herself to the hospital while in the process of giving birth. Probably should have called an ambulance for that one!)
So I found this and sent it to her. Because this is what they want to know: how badly is this pain affecting you? Not on a scale of “nothing” to “how I’d imagine it’d feel if bears were eating my still-living guts while I was on fire”.
I hate reposting stuff, but I’ll never find that post again and OP is deactivated, so, here’s a repost. I can delete this later, i just wanted to get it to you and I can’t embed images in a chat or an ask.
This is possibly why it took several weeks to diagnose my fractured spine.
Pain Scale transcription:
10 – I am in bed and I can’t move due to my pain. I need someone to take me to the emergency room because of my pain.
9 – My pain is all that I can think about. I can barely move or talk because of my pain.
8 – My pain is so severe that it is difficult to think of anything else. Talking and listening are difficult.
7 – I am in pain all the time. It keeps me from doing most activities.
6 – I think about my pain all of the time. I give up many activities because of my pain.
5 – I think about my pain most of the time. I cannot do some of the activities I need to do each day because of the pain.
4 – I am constantly aware of my pain but can continue most activities.
3 – My pain bothers me but I can ignore it most of the time.
2 – I have a low level of pain. I am aware of my pain only when I pay attention to it.
1 – My pain is hardly noticeable.
0 – I have no pain.
It’s also really important to get this kind of scale to people who have chronic pain, because chronic pain drastically lowers your perception of how “bad” any kind of pain actually is, and yet something like this pain scale is extremely user friendly.
For example, if someone asked me how much pain I’m in at any given time, I’d say hardly any, and yet I’m apparently at a chronic 2.5, and it only goes up from there depending on the day.
I haven’t been below a 5 on this scale for 4 years
Here’s the fatigue scale
ok but who watches tv and plays phone games simultaneously? you miss everything on the tv! *glares at seebs.* seriously tho this is very helpful, thank you. i’m at a 5 on both scales most days, and that’s scary to think about.
Just as the phrase “what the entire fuck” implies the existence of fractional fucks, the phrase “what the absolute fuck” implies the existence of both positive and negative fucks (or else there would be no need for an absolute value operation). Taken together with the phrase “what the actual fuck” (which implies the existence of imaginary fucks), we may thus conclude that fuckery is isomorphic with the complex field.
Technically, we can only conclude that “a fuck” is an element of some norm space over a field containing fractional values; the space being isomorphic to ℂ is a substantially stronger claim.
Well this is a negative fuck tonne of complexity now innit?
It’s also important to note that, since we can turn the fuck around or move the fuck over there, then we can represent all our fucks as vector quantities, even if we give no fucks.
We can also fuck someone over, which makes it an operation matrix, but since it’s an open question whether anything can be truly unfucked, we cannot conclude it is a one-to-one operation and are forced to say it is at most a rank-2 pseudotensor.
Rebellions are built on hope 