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Shandare
@shandare.bsky.social
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High school teacher of English & History | Ancient & Modern | Gaming Enthusiast 🎲 Currently exploring Baldur’s Gate 3 and watching Critical Role 3.
Teaching the past, living the quest!📚⚔️
#TTRPG #CriticalRole #BaldursGate3 #EduSky
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December 1, 2025 at 6:00 AM
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I was obsessed with this game.
The package to a vintage 1989s Simon says game. Four quadrants of green red blue and yellow that would light up in different sequences that you had to remember and push the corresponding button.
April 2, 2025 at 12:52 PM
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Because you will not be forever Hope against time though I may I paint your picture in my memory Eyes blue with age, muzzle gone gray. Because you walked with me in Springtime Puppy-clumsy, running free As you grew, we grew together You became a part of me. Because you shared with me my sorrows Not understanding – simply there Often spurring me to laughter My friend, you know how much I care. Because the years have slowed your fleetness Though your spirit still is strong I promise I will take more time now So that you can go along. Because you do not fear the future Living only in the now I draw strength from your example Yet time keeps slipping by somehow. Because the day will soon be coming When I will no longer see You rise to greet me – but in memory You will always walk with me.
January 12, 2025 at 9:31 PM
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Merry Christmas everyone! (and to everyone else on the other half of the planet where it hadn’t quite arrived yet!)
Merry Christmas written in white, on a green and gold background.
December 24, 2024 at 10:20 PM
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A cartoon witch taking a picture of her reluctant black cat. She bribed with extra treats - and the cat is performing, but wishing for life in Ancient Egypt.
December 18, 2024 at 8:27 AM
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Yesterday, I spent 60 dollars on groceries, took the bus home, carried both bags with two good arms back to my studio apartment and cooked myself dinner. You and I may have different definitions of a good day. This week, I paid my rent and my credit card bill, worked 60 hours between my two jobs, only saw the sun on my cigarette breaks and slept like a rock. Flossed in the morning, locked my door, and remembered to buy eggs. My mother is proud of me. It is not the kind of pride she brags about at the golf course. She doesn’t combat topics like, ”My daughter got into Yale” with, ”Oh yeah, my daughter remembered to buy eggs” But she is proud. See, she remembers what came before this. The weeks where I forgot how to use my muscles, how I would stay as silent as a thick fog for weeks. She thought each phone call from an unknown number was the notice of my suicide. These were the bad days. My life was a gift that I wanted to return. My head was a house of leaking faucets and burnt-out lightbulbs. Depression, is a good lover. So attentive; has this innate way of making everything about you. And it is easy to forget that your bedroom is not the world, That the dark shadows your pain casts is not mood-lighting. It is easier to stay in this abusive relationship than fix the problems it has created. Today, I slept in until 10, cleaned every dish I own, fought with the bank, took care of paperwork. You and I might have different definitions of adulthood. I don’t work for salary, I didn’t graduate from college, but I don’t speak for others anymore, and I don’t regret anything I can’t genuinely apologize for. And my mother is proud of me. I burned down a house of depression, I painted over murals of greyscale, and it was hard to rewrite my life into one I wanted to live But today, I want to live. I didn’t salivate over sharp knives, or envy the boy who tossed himself off the Brooklyn bridge. I just cleaned my bathroom, did the laundry, called my brother. Told him, “it was a good…
December 6, 2024 at 8:12 PM
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Dungeons & Dragons cartoon a dog and a cat dressed as adventurers. Cat accidentally throws a potion of invisibility at the spiders chasing them.
November 30, 2024 at 10:27 PM
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Pic of orange cat sitting on. Skeleton’s lap.
November 29, 2024 at 12:05 PM
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Cartoon of a shot and grey cat in a sink then on a floor, bed end and cat tree showing how flexible cats are.
November 28, 2024 at 9:32 PM
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Choose what’s best for you today.
Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better To paint a picture, or write a letter, Bake a cake, or plant a seed; Ponder the difference between want and need? Dust if you must, but there's not much time, With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb; Music to hear, and books to read; Friends to cherish, and life to lead. Dust if you must, but the world's out there With the sun in your eyes, and the wind in your hair; A flutter of snow, a shower of rain, This day will not come around again. Dust if you must, but bear in mind, Old age will come and it's not kind. And when you go (and go you must) You, yourself, will make more dust.
November 26, 2024 at 11:06 PM
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Poem by e.h. (The Poetic Underground)
A poem by Erin Hansen.
November 23, 2024 at 6:46 AM
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In Australia it is fairy bread.
White bread, butter with Hundreds and Thousands (sprinkles in other countries?)
Taste of childhood and birthday parties.
November 14, 2024 at 7:51 AM
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Welcome!
Hope is like butterflies
November 14, 2024 at 1:40 AM