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clairefrser · 6 months
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random OUTLANDER moments 6/♾️
2x07: Faith
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abqbox · 1 year
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Got my new dangler in place and tied on nicely. I ordered two at the same time when the old one broke, got this one last Saturday and tonight when I decided to go see if I could cancel the other one it finally has shipping information and says it's expected this Saturday. Good thing I didn't order only that one.
Anyway, playoffs started tonight. We are the lowest seed after finishing last in the regular season. That means we're the "road" team for all playoff games, which must be why half my crease was a puddle of water for most of the first period. That didn't help but wasn't really the fault of the 3 goals I let in that period. They were due mostly to our defense getting outskated, giving up turnovers, and some great shot placement.
The second period was similar, I gave up 2, one to a faster player poking in a rebound I thought I had covered, and one great placed shot on a three on one play. The periods were also similar in that I had a save with my face in each, though the score keeper only counted the first one. In the second period there was a minute or so sequence where I made probably three great saves, including one with my face, and another five or so saves and when I looked at the score board the shot total had gone up by one.
In the third, they got one that I honestly can't even remember how it went in. Then we somehow scored on two consecutive shots, and for just a second, it seemed things much actually get interesting. But we never really had any more dangerous chances after that, and I let one more in just from fatigue leading to me being out of position.
It was a frustrating game and made worse by this team being the one with a few guys who are pretty fast skaters but also seem to feel the need to cherry-pick, especially when their team has a big lead. In the last couple minutes of the game, they were up by 5 goals, and they were cherry-picking and breaking into the zone trying to score. It was ridiculous and annoying. I saved it and thought the whistle had gone so dropped the puck, but the whistle was slow so I had to make three more saves before time ran out (but just one save on the score board for the entire play).
At least the game was finally over then, and the other goalie came by and said he was sorry about that, and in the end the official shot count was 42 shots faced. Considering the ones I was aware of not having counted, I think a more accurate number would be in the area of 60. I was very tired in the locker room taking my stuff off and I was certainly frustrated but thinking back on the game I really only let in one weak goal I think and had easily five spectacular saves in addition to probably ten more pretty good saves.
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cuntstable · 2 months
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i hate when people call marcille a girlfailure btw like SHE ISNT. and shes not a ”girlboss” either. this is a neurotic and Permanently On The Edge of a Breakdown overachiever late 20s virgin just out of her phd program with permanently shaky hands from an addiction to overly sugary coffee and a deep desire to be crushed to death under falins giant jugs no matter the cost. the only thing shes ever ”failed” at is going to theraphy
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asleep-inaesthetic · 3 months
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pokimoko · 10 months
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I can't keep being fundamentally changed as a person by animated movies, it's just not sustainable.
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harbingerofsoup · 1 month
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The fact that izzy apparently just hangs out in stede's room doing his own thing is so funny because what's he gonna do when stede&ed start fucking?? they're gonna have to lock him out of the bedroom like the family dog that's yowling at the door
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seagiri · 4 months
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gravel
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ayo-edebiri · 10 months
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GOOD OMENS (2019 - )
1.04 - 2.06
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jay-wasstuff · 6 months
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weirdhappycigarette · 6 months
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this was hot as fuck
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hrokkall · 16 days
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Mama gave me music lessons,
now I play the saddest songs
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abqbox · 10 months
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Sled hockey before our game, I always like seeing it.
This time, it wound up being pretty much the highlight of the evening.
I started out playing alright, made a few good saves before my badly managed dinner time and not playing for a good while caught up with me and had me feeling about as tired as after a full game before the first period was even over.
But I only let in one in the period, a long shot that was a bit of a knuckleball floating shot I misstimed a bit.
Then, the second period happened. It was far worse. The defense seemed to be playing like they were all about as tired as I felt, which did not combine at all well with me feeling like I felt and being slow and too tired to respond and stay in position like I should. Then add onto that some unlucky bounces like the shot off my face that landed in the perfect spot for their player to shoot it. By the end of the period we were down 0-6.
The last period clearly didn't matter at that point, but personally, I still wanted to do better, and thankfully, I was able to. It seemed the defense had a bit more energy and played better as well. We wound up giving up one more when I was too slow moving across to cover up a rebound. But we scored a couple of good goals ourselves and actually won the period 2-1. Of course, that didn't change the overall result at all as it remained a lopsided loss.
I certainly felt kind of bad since I felt I had a decent chance to stop every goal if I'd been feeling better. Our defense also had only three guys as one guy wasn't there after giving no notice he would miss the game, that likely didn't help.
Hopefully, it's not a sign of things to come, or it could be a long season. I don't think that's the case, though, and hopefully, we can do better starting next week.
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thevoidstaredback · 25 days
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How To Balance Your Daytime and Nighttime Activities So That You Don't Burn Yourself Out More Than You Already Have
It had been a long few minutes since he'd opened the door and there were a lot of questions running through Dick's head. Most pressing of which was how this kid seems to have information he should not have.
"How did you..?" he asked, but the words wouldn't leave completely. There's so much he wants to know, so much he wants to ask.
"How do I what?" Danny tilted his head like the child he seems to be is.
"How do you know?" Dick knows he sounds weak. There's no hiding that, but there are a lot of implications in what the kid has said so far and none of it is painting a very happy picture for him.
"Oh!" Danny had the audacity to smile, "You want to know how I know you moonlight as a vigilante!" And of course he knows. Dick knows he knows, but he'd held a little bit of hope that the child Danny was mistaken. Danny's smile softened a bit as he explained, "Your hair and voice match up in both jobs almost perfectly. Not to mention your build and how you hold yourself. There's also the matter of your overall vibes, but that's not something living beings can normally pick up on." Excuse him? "Well, not living humans, at least, so no worries on that end!"
"Excuse me?" Dick was fairly sure his heart just stopped beating for a moment there.
"Anyway, I was a hero back home for a while, too. I know what it's like to have to walk the tightrope between maintaining a civilian cover and a hero persona. I know how it feels to have to keep secrets from everyone because anyone who knows will be in danger." he rambled, Though, admittedly, our circumstances are quite different. I was working as a hero all hours of the day as well as going to school. You only have to worry about properly balancing between day and night jobs. Either way, me having more to bounce between just makes me al the more qualified to help you!"
Oh. Oh he did not like that. He didn't like a single thing that just came out of the kid's mouth. Because that's what he is, a kid. "Are you...Are you alright?"
"Not in the slightest," Danny admitted with an even smaller smile. Then, it brightened, not quite to a grin, but to something similar, "But I'm here to make sure you are."
He gets points for being honest, but Dick felt his heart shatter. He knew for a fact that he'd never worked with this kid before. He also knew that the Justice League didn't know about him. If they did, he would've been picked up and dropped with either the Young Justice team or the Titans.
Dick wasn't going to ask why he became a hero because that's not his place. It's more of a 'third mission with the team' kind of questions, anyway. Most of the heroes didn't have many options when they took up the mantle. Asking what Danny can do is a more appropriate question, but he wasn't going to ask that, either.
"Now that that's out of the way," Danny turned a few pages from the table of contents to another one that was topped with 'Why Sleep Scheduling Is Important' in the blue glitter pen that Dick was starting to suspect he favored. "You're not getting enough sleep. Following you around - no one's been able to find me for a while, so don't worry about that - for the last two weeks has given me some really worrisome information on you."
Dick was worrying. He was worrying a lot and even more questions were coming to the forefront of his mind.
"Your dayjob is as an officer on the Bludhaven Police Force, or BPD for short." He was looking over the page he'd turned to very aptly and Dick realized that the kid had notes written on him. "The average hours per week for police across the country is forty hours. Gotham and Bludhaven are the exceptions. As a member of the BPD, you work a solid two days and two hours. Six nights a week, you work as Nightwing from eight in the evening to three in the morning. The last day, you take off, which is good. No deserable pattern, so good on you for that. Regardless, that's seven hour nights and ten hour days, with one day off and one day on call as an officer. Seven hours are now left in your day for personal time, eating, and sleeping. That's not a healthy way to live."
Oh, god, the kid had honest to god notes on him! What the hell!
Danny didn't even skip a beat as he pulled Dick's attention back to him and his binder. "I've drawn up a schedule for you to follow." The back of the page had a meticulously drawn schedule, complete with blocks of time to eat, sleep, work both jobs, travel, personal time, and still have a bit extra left over. It was titled 'Ideal End Result' in green marker. "Drastic changes right away will only affect you negatively, so we're starting off smaller." The next page over had another schedule titled 'Where To Begin'. "I've only pulled one hour from your Nightwing hours because I know important that time is to you and the city. I am, however, going to be having you submit an appeal to your boss to cut back your hours from fifty a week to forty a week. That way, you'll only be working eight hours a day and not ten. You'll still be on call for one day, and you'll have that last day off. Altogether, you'll be going be going from working seventeen hours a day to fourteen hours a day. Nine in the morning to five in the afternoon, and eight in the evening to two in the morning. Not including breaks at work or travel time. It opens up a few more hours for you to sleep!"
"You really think the chief is going to pull back my hours?" Dick raised an eyebrow in question.
"He will if he knows what's good for him."
"You know I can arrest you for that threat, right?"
"Yeah, but you won't." And, damn it, he's right.
Although, there was now another thing he had to know. "How to you plan on enforcing this schedule of yours?"
Danny seemed to have been waiting for this. He got a gleam in his eye as he pulled a black folder from his bag, not breaking eye contact with Dick. He placed it on the table and pushed it across. "Congratulations, it's a boy."
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ol-blue · 1 year
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I played so shit at switch sports tennis I got a “???” Emote
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atimeofbeing · 3 months
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How many stand-alone works do you own written by a single author?
take "stand-alone work" to mean books not related as a series, the series can count as one work (ie me owning all of NK Jemisin's Broken Earth Trilogy and The City We Became would count as two stand-alone works, even though it's 4 books). Owning multiple copies also only counts as 1 stand-alone work, sorry edition-hoarders
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