Accosted Darling

seeing life with a vengance

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Once I visited a great university and wandered, a stranger, into the subterranean halls of its famous biology department. I saw a sign on a door: ichthyology department. The door was open a crack, and as I walked past I glanced in. I saw just a flash. There were two white coated men seated opposite each other on high lab stools at a hard-surfaced table. They bent over identical white enamel trays. On one side, one man, with a lancet, was just cutting into an enormous preserved fish he’d taken from a jar. On the other side, the other man, with a silver spoon, was eating a grapefruit. I laughed all the way back to Virginia.
Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

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5 Facts About Myself

(tagged by miss-apple-pie)

1. I love swimming. I love being in the water. I will sit in the water all damn day.

2. My eyesight is really terrible. Really, really terrible. I’ve tried getting cute glasses frames before, but it never works out because my lenses are pretty much coke-bottles.

3. I’m bad with phones.

4. Actually, I’m bad with new technology in general. How does the iPod work? What’s an apple? is it related to the apps? What’s up with all these young people, with their twitts and their siris and their likes? It keeps changing too fast. What happened to just a regular telephone? I am a confused old man.

5. This may be part of the reason why me and actual old men get along really well together.

(tagging tigerheartfoxglove, serialdoubter, meghanmakespatches, dramabuttons, cloverinblue)

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The trouble is that we have a bad habit, encouraged by pedants and sophisticates, of considering happiness as something rather stupid. Only pain is intellectual, only evil interesting. This is the treason of the artist: a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain. If you can’t lick ‘em, join ‘em. If it hurts, repeat it. But to praise despair is to condemn delight, to embrace violence is to lose hold of everything else. We have almost lost hold; we can no longer describe a happy man, nor make any celebration of joy.

Ursula LeGuin, The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas (via locusimperium)

A never ending fight

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dramabuttons asked: what advice would you give a stressed-out person who has to move across the world soon? on a scale of 1 to 10 how important are milk tea and marathoning TV shows?

As a person who has somewhat recently moved across the world and survived it, I can only give you advice based on my own experience.

  • Step 1: Ignore it. It’s not happening. You still have time. Stop cleaning your room because what’s the point of cleaning it this week when you’re leaving in a month anyway. Live in trash.
  • Step 2: Drink lots of milk tea. From the little packets. Milk tea is a 10. Pack your electric water heater last.
  • Step 3: Realize that soon you will be back in a country where torrenting is illegal. Torrent the shit out of popular movies while you still can get away with it.
  • Step 4: Watch a ton of soothing Studio Ghibli movies. These make you wish you lived a simple life as a farmer where you had a cat, a small child, and a best friend who lived with you.
  • Step 5: Throw out tons of things. Leave tons of other things lying about, ostensibly for your friends.
  • Step 6: Take out loads of cash from the bank. Loads and loads of cash. Stash it in various places in case you lose some of it. You can exchange it at the airport without worrying about CARDS THAT DON’T WORK BECAUSE YOUR BANK SCREWED YOU OVER.
  • Step 7: The night before you leave, pack everything. Clean everything. Watch more Ghibli movies in between packing and cleaning.
  • Step 8: You no longer feel anxiety about your situation. This is because you transcended Having Feelings at around Step 5. Sleeping and eating have become unnecessary. These are things for mortals.
  • Step 9: You are now impervious to all human weakness, since you have realized that nothing actually matters: not delays, nor terrible accidents, nor missing flights, nor losing money, nor being stranded in the largest city in the world, nor being kidnapped and sold to the Ukraine as a sex slave. You will deal with it all. Nothing Matters Anymore. All Is Vanity. EVERYTHING.  Congratulations. Congratulations. Congratulations. Congratulations, you have now achieved a state of Null. (Note: time may vary on when this step takes place)
  • Step 10: You will survive for sure.

So this is my 10-step list to moving across the world! After you’ve done it too, please write your own and send it to me.

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