Having a straight up halo for Garak seemed… entirely inappropriate. so he gets a skewed halo. I also cast him in shadow. PATRON SAINT OF LIARS AND PATRIOTS
hey guys so this has more than 100 reblogs and I’d really like to thank everyone that’s reblogged it(and liked it!). That’s the most actual reblogs i’ve ever gotten
Friendly reminder that “doing your best” does not mean pushing yourself to the limits of endurance, but only doing the best you can without hurting yourself.
Further, even friendlier reminder that it’s completely fine if that means you don’t do as much as someone else.
They’re not you, and your contribution is just as valid as theirs.
Oh wow. This is huge. I didn’t think of it like this. I’ve always seen “doing my best” as pushing myself past my limits and hurting myself to try and meet other people’s (and my own) expectations. But I never thought of it like this. I never considered my best meaning working as much as my body allows at that time. I should really just be taking 1-2 classes a semester but I feel like I’m not doing “my best” unless I’m taking 5. And I suffer physically and mentally because of it.
Additionally, your best can vary from day to day. Super important.
Basically, there’s no point to beating yourself up.
*stares out the window* THE FUCK?
I could hear the whine of those engines. Jets, from the rumble that accompanied them. Which means THEY SHOULD NOT BE FLYING THAT LOW. We’re not even close to an airport which supports little prop planes, much less fucking jets.
*joins the cat in hiding under the bed as best they can* Kept expecting to hear a crash boom. There hasn’t been one, but damnit. That. No. Too low, you fucker.
Wow! This is the most incredible site! If you’re disabled and trying to figure out (in the U.S.) disability, food stamps, section 8, other benefits, accessibility resources (wheelchairs, etc.), affordability of everyday stuff (phones, cars), etc. this is THE site! I wish I’d found this years ago. I hope lots of people get to see this.
I wasn’t going to post today because I’m REALLY tired and I need to
switch back to once-a-week postings so that I have a significant backlog
for upcoming shenanigans, but I’m really tired and couldn’t resist. So
there. That is my wafer-thin excuse. *g*
Also wafer-thin excuse: If I’m supposed to respond to your messages/emails? Uhmmmmm. Yeah I basically started hiding under my desk when summer finally arrived and now there are Things Happening. Haven’t forgotten you. ❤
“Everyone likes to forget that Andromeda Tonks raised a Black-blooded daughter.”
Obi-Wan’s mind was a
battlefield of conflicting impulses as he finally stumbled into his room in the
Jedi Temple. He and Qui-Gon Jinn had
just returned from Telos, where Qui-Gon’s previous padawan, Xanatos, had
committed suicide by jumping into a pool of acid. That had been…horrible. The tortured screams as the potent acid ate
the flesh from Xanatos’ bones echoed in Obi-Wan’s nightmares, taking their
place next to the sight of Bruck Chun falling to his death, and the bloody
civil war on Melida/Daan.
There's a Mirror on the Wall 