So. Today In Class We Assigned Macbeth Roles To Students To Read. When I Asked The Class Who Wants To

I'M DOING AN EXPERIMENT

To prove something to a friend, please

REBLOG IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES

LIKE IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS DON’T BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES

how to draw arms ? ? 

Y’know what I want:

I want a normal childhood elementary-high school au for the Umbrella kids who fill the 1-7 sibling age roles, maybe they’re all only like a year apart a piece I don’t know and here is what I’m picturing

Some kid decides to try to pick on Klaus cause kids are awful and Klaus is The Weird Kid who dresses strangely, is always getting high behind fhe bleachers, and can usually be found talking to himself

But so some obnoxious kid decides fo bug Klaus and what Klaus decides to do is be like

“Yeah okay heres how we’re gonna do this, leave me alone and I don’t let my big siblings find out”

and this kid thinks for a minute about who Klaus’ older siblings are:

Luther- That really strong football jock in the science club that looks like he lifts weights as a hobby

Allison- The most popular girl in school who Can And Will ruin your social life if you fuck with her or her siblings

Diego- That kid with the fifty billion knives on his body at all times who is consistently in detention for Weird Vigilante Bullshit against people he catches being bullies

Kids like “Uhhhhh oh shit maybe I shoulda thought this through”

Then Klaus adds “Throw in some of your lunch money for weed and I’ll make sure Five never finds ouf : )”

Because like, this kid thinks Klaus telling his older sibs would be bad, but he hears Five Hargreeve’s name and nearly shits himself in terror.

Nobody knows much about Five, they just know he’s kind of short, his name is a number and he is not to be trifled with. The last kid that did try something is supposedly still missing.

Needless to say, Klaus ends up with no bullies and a shiny new weed budget.

Mental Crop Rotation

When farmers grow the same crop too many years in a row, it can leave their soil depleted of minerals and other nutrients that are vital to the health of their fields.

To avoid this, farmers will often alternate the crops that they grow because some plants will use up different minerals (such as nitrogen) while other plants replenish those minerals. This process is known as “crop rotation.”

So the next time you find that you need to step away from a project to work on something else for a while, don’t beat yourself up for “quitting” that project. Give yourself permission to practice “mental crop rotation” to maintain a healthy brain field.

Because I’ve found that when that unnecessary guilt and pressure are removed from the process, a good mental crop rotation can help you feel more energized and invigorated than ever once you’re ready to rotate back to that project.

This lamp absorbs 150 times more CO2 than a tree

It’s still in the “so crazy it just might work” stage, but these microalgae-powered lamps, invented by French biochemist Pierre Calleja, could absorb a ton of carbon from the air every year. That’s as much as 150 to 200 trees. [x]

How do you feed your bentacles? Do they get a part of whatever your eat or do they feast on human souls? Can you talk to your bentacles like Venom? Can you feel them digesting whoever they drag in your body? I have so many questions

Wh…what does this mean

i’ll probably expand on this later, but the best ADHD Hack ™ I’ve found/sussed out is: 

bundle habits together, but don’t bundle tasks together.

ways i have tricked people into thinking i am competent:

bought a really nice looking fountain pen

that sounds like a joke but fountain pens are cheap as shit and when you use one people look at you like you’re a fucking wizard

this hero 901 cost me $3 on ebay and i don’t know why people assume that this is a pen for intelligent people but they do

it works better when i am using a nice notebook and not the avengers notebook that makes it look like the hulk is grabbing my sweet pen

i write in code which for some reason leads everyone to assume that i am some kind of da vinci motherfucker, instead of the reality, which is that i am writing about dicks and don’t want anyone to know

it looks like i am constantly taking notes on everything which is both intimidating and inaccurate, just the way i like it

i bought a usb clicker/laser pointer for $11 and now it seems like i’ve got this shit on lock, like i am so pro at giving presentations i even own accessories

holding a clicker makes you seem at least 10% more like you know what you’re talking about i’m pretty sure

i check the weekly freebies on creativemarket every monday so now i have a huge folder of pro-looking website themes and powerpoint templates and fill-in-the-blank resumes (also a lot of autumnal clipart and watercolor flowers and script fonts but that is less relevant)

i bought a ceramic coffee mug at world market years ago and it makes me look like a productive coffee-drinker because no one knows it’s full of hot cocoa

i don’t know why drinking coffee makes you look busy it just does even though i’m pretty sure it statistically reduces productivity

bonus: not only does no one know i’m just drinking Depression Chocolate but they think i am being Environmentally Conscious rather than Poor As Shit

extra bonus: i can take a sip whenever it looks like someone is going to ask a question and then they ask someone else

i almost never have to answer questions and i leave the room a lot because i have to pee constantly so double extra bonus

“That’s a very good question, and one that deserves an in-depth answer, so if you’d like to leave me your card I’d be happy to discuss it with you later one-on-one” aka “how DARE you suggest i waste everyone’s time answering this question right now” aka “lmfao i have no fucking clue what you just said please let me secretly google that okay”

bonus: now it seems like you are a sophisticated grownup who assumes everyone has A Card and if they have to settle for writing their email on a scrap of paper you can feel smug about it even though in your heart you know that you are no better

i’ve got anxiety and poor impulse control and anxiety about my poor impulse control so i generally say jack shit about shit and this constant silence is often misinterpreted as aloof observation

no one knows that my air of mystery is actually a bad case of the shy and i am too shy to correct them so it works out

when i’m on my laptop and i don’t want anyone to notice how much i’m dicking around i turn the brightness way down so they can’t snoop without being obvious

at least one window of notepad++ with some random html page or css stylesheet in it makes randos assume you are some kind of genius doing some genius shit, unless they are CS major randos, in which case i guess find an intimidating looking excel spreadsheet and hope for the best

this isn’t even part of the actual fanfic why did i draw this

From The Murder of the Crows by cerbykerby on ao3