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Things suck right now. Who wants to join me in making paper crane chains? You don't need any special tools or artistic talent, it gives you something to do with your hands, and you end up with a pretty chain of paper cranes that you can either hang up, or throw away without feeling too wasteful. And if you do join me, post pictures in the reblogs! :)

Tools you will need: needle and thread, a pad of post-it notes, and sharpies/markers/crayons/etc. of your choice.

A pad of post-it notes, a ziplog bag of sharpies, and small sewing kit.ALT
Six green sharpies and a pad of post-it notes, with a few green lines drawn on the top post-it.ALT
The sharpies and post-it notes. Each color has been added to the post-it by adding a new line tracing along the previous colors, forming a abstract pattern of greens.ALT
The sharpies and the post-it note, now completely covered in a pattern of green lines.ALT

You can design your post-it any way you like - you can even draw a picture or write out a text. I usually make a simple pattern with around 6 colors. Start by just drawing a pattern - it can be simple or detailed, random or symmetrical, cured or angled - then add each color, line by line, until you fill the post-it.

How to fold a paper crane: https://savingcranes.org/learn/origami-cranes/

Additional pictures and commentary from me below the cut (skip if you already know how to fold a paper crane).

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Six paper cranes in various shades of green.ALT

The first set - more to come tomorrow. :)

My army grows...

Two lines of 16 green and yellow paper cranes.ALT

I have decided that I am going to make a crane "bead" curtain to cover the awkward little half-window that I never open. This will be frivolous and time-consuming and serve no purpose, other than the idea makes me happy.

The line of cranes, with an additional 8 yellow and brown cranes added.ALT

Coping by turning feelings into paper cranes.

A post-it decorated with a pattern in shades of brown made out of the words "Time to Cry"ALT
A paper crane made out of the "Time to Cry" post-it.ALT
A post-it decorated with a pattern in shades of brown made out of the words "Fuck This"ALT
A paper crane made out of the "Fuck This" post-it.ALT

A side effect of this project is that I am going to accidentally find out how many unique sharpies I own. (For each crane I used a different color to draw the initial design, and I am slowly cycling through my whole stock.)

The flock of paper cranes, now with a third row in colors ranging from brown to yellow to red.ALT

Unfortunately I succumbed to looking at sharpie sets online and it appears that there are, in fact, colors that I do not currently have.

Four rows of paper cranes, ranging from greens to yellows to browns to reds to pinks and purple.ALT

I've never done gray cranes before, but I really like how they turned out.

5 rows of paper cranes, ranging from green to yellow to brown to red to purple to gray.ALT

BEHOLD MY FLOCK

82 paper cranes in a rainbow spectrum of colors.ALT

I see no red flags here

RIGHT ANSWER

*EXTREMELY LOUD CORRECT BUZZER*

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calling yourself ugly makes no sense because you don't really see yourself. you don't see yourself lying in bed curled up and silent with your chest heaving and falling. you don't see yourself reading a book with flapping and shining eyes. you don't see yourself looking at someone with love and caring in your heart. there is no mirror to stand in your way when you laugh and smile and happiness pours out of you. you would know exactly how bright and beautiful you are if you saw yourself in the moments; where you really are yourself.

showering:

pros: you get to feel clean. you get non greasy hair, non oily feeling skin, it just in general makes you feel better, more energised, refreshed.

cons: there are so many steps. oh my god are there so many steps. before getting into the shower there are steps. during the shower there are steps. and once youve gotten out of the shower? guess what!!! more fucking steps!!!!!!!! UGHHHH

Buses are very tolerant of humans and not skittish at all. Trains are much less tolerant and they get scared easily ... Trains hate when their way of life /schedule is disturbed. Even a small deviation will be very stressful for a train. While buses are used to it. They have to deal with cars every day so their tolerance is very high. Buses are like large herbivores. You can't push them over or make them do something they don't like. You may train it but they still go their own way most of the time. Very independent. While a train doesn't know what to do when it sees a plastic bag on the tracks

Hate how lighting a candle does wonders to my mood. Like wowwww. Grug like fire? Grug not sad anymore because Fire in Cave? Wow. Real predictable of Grug.

to me, the universal trust in doctors from people who haven't experienced medical mistreatment/neglect is akin to the trust that upper middle class and white people have in the police. they haven't experienced the mistreatment themselves so they assume it doesn't exist. they assume that every doctor or police officer is only in it for protecting people. they assume that the people who made the rules for these organisations are somehow all-knowing and know the truth about what is morally correct for society. the difference is that there actually is such thing as a good doctor, while there is no such thing as a good cop.

’cold showers are actually much better for you’ I don’t care if they gave me the power to manipulate time. you can pry scorching hot showers out of my dead hands. and even if I got time manipulation powers I would just use them to take more hot showers. btw

im an abbot and tbh if i dont vibe with one of my monks i call the vatican and tell them he's tempting the other monks to most profane and unnatural couplings and they just take him back and send a new one no questions asked

papa keeps those for himself

papa keeps those for himself

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i love twitter warfare

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Wait I’ve never watched doctor who I thought this was a porno.

it’s a kids show

doctor who heritage post

being an adult is so weird


You ever have those days where you’re like ‘there is technically no one but yourself stopping you from randomly moving to a different country. or spending nearly three hundred bucks on a reproduction of a medieval tapestry. or learning the accordion’


and the other part of your brain is like ‘there’s also no one but yourself stopping you from doing the dishes. gotta do those first’

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catgirl hrt.. meowstrogen redux

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I love the idea of a roomba topography map being the jumping on point for a liminal horror story. House of Leaves II: Roomba.

You assume it's just a software glitch - obviously some weird reflections or something confused the range finder, and the vacuum's mapping algorithm interpreted the data as a whole second room or hallway.

Sometimes the map shows that the vacuum has actually entered the non-existent space and is cleaning there, but obviously that's just the position tracking also screwing up, so it thinks it's somewhere far away and just maps it to the closest place it thinks exists.

The map keeps growing, though, and the vacuum's taking longer and longer to clean the whole house.

Eventually it's frustrating enough that you start setting aside time to watch it do the cleaning, so you can figure out what surface is confusing it and fix the problem.

Somehow the problem never happens when you're watching.

The vacuum seems more beaten up than you remember - scratches and small dents, nothing to stop it from working, but you're not sure where they came from.

Once, you look while it's cleaning and can't find it anywhere. The mobile app says it's cleaning the living room, but it's obviously not there. The app is often wrong, though, and when you hear it trundling around the dining room, which you just checked, you guess you must have just... missed it somehow?

When you empty its bin, there's strange, golden dust in it that you've never seen before.

You install a few cameras. Every time the vacuum malfunctions, it's always when it's behind something or in a dead zone between cameras. Even when you move the cameras. It's a different place every time.

Did you spill ketchup somewhere? There are desiccated flecks of brown and red in the vacuum bin.

You get a Bluetooth tracker - it's supposed to help you find your keys or your wallet if you misplace them - and you glue it to the vacuum.

That night, the vacuum has a new scrape on it, like it ran into something, and the tracker has been knocked off. You can't find it; the tracker app just says it's "out of range or turned off".

You look at your robotic vacuum. It's got more scratches and scrapes even than you remember from a few days ago. You check your camera footage and yeah, it's definitely gotten more beaten up. No footage of it running into anything, though.

One of the dents almost looks like a... bite mark? You must be imagining that.

You sit and think for a long time. You know it's just a machine; you know humans tend to anthropomorphize anything that moves (all the more so because of the googly eyes you attached when you got it), and you don't want to fall into that superstitious fallacy.

It's just a machine.

You look at the dents and cuts on its frame.

You sigh, turn off the cameras, and duct-tape a kitchen knife to the robot.

"Just don't scratch up the sofa." you mutter, feeling silly, and press the "clean now" button.

The startup beep is the same noise as always, and you tell yourself there's no way it could possibly sound 'excited'.

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