Hmm, I guess featuring some broken porcelain pots I made earlier this year. I was just doing tests but these deformed and dunted in the kiln, and I kept their bits as a reference for next time I make this structure.

Turns out they are handy mantis transports, too!

Ooooh great catch!

This totally explains to me how distasteful the Forsaken are when they think of the modern Aes Sedai and their Oaths, and Semirhage’s distaste of that possibility for her. They probably look at them and are like “oh my Dark, they all do this? Upon signing up?”

And, it gives my imagination faces 😅

Like, puffy filler lips, taut skin at the eyes and mouth corners that was nipped and tucked, rigged, botoxed forehead. It’s recognisable on any skin tone or face structure, does obscure the age at least, and would give any Aes Sedai away when they are traveling covertly.

“Oath Road” look.

She and* her (…) 🙄🙈

She her like ought to be studied, surely their sample size is large enough that we can use whatever brain lesion they all share to pin down the circuit/brain region that is _supposed_ to induce shame.

Then we can finally design a mimetic and relieve the chronically anxious of their burden.

Please! I feel like seeing a dozen delicate tentacles bundled up for shipping would be like … visual ASMR or something.

Get ‘em, Gail!

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Snapped up! 🛍️

Any suggestions for a good alternative to Spotify, specifically including its algorithm?

It comes up with something good for me at best like 5% of the time each week, but I’m so slow to find new music and left to my own resources would likely just keep listening to worn out playlists forever 🙈😓

I thought the idea was cool! It just fell into the ADHD hole where all thoughts ultimately end up.

This reminder post got me going tho! I’ll try to keep 👀

I wanna see a kiln unload one day, they must look unhinged when you open that door!

(Are they fired upside down?)

… did “Yesterday Me” stay up so late because he didn’t want to stop existing? Kept kicking that can down the road?

Cuz if so, I totally understand why he stayed up to 3am playing video games, again.

I guess this is foreshadowing the greed with which I will cling to life in my later years 👀

… with an idiot who can’t be bothered to do the job right, so now “I” have to fix things.

Are the feeling that “me” of any other time except Right Now feels like another person, and the feeling that going to bed is death, coupled?

Like, did …