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thecaffeinebookwarrior · 5 years

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The Many Faces of the Strong Female Character

The much-requested, positive counterpart to my classic “Female Characters to Avoid in Your Writing” and it’s much-later sequel.

Here, I will discuss some of my favorite fictional ladies and what makes them work so well; given my rapturous love of women, there will probably be a sequel! In the meantime, I talk more about portraying female characters here.

Happy writing, everybody! <3

1.) The Warrior

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When most people hear “strong female character,” they picture the most popular definition of the term: a stony-faced, emotionally shallow, conventionally attractive broad who punches and kicks stuff. She may occasionally shout things like, “I DON’T NEED NO MAN,” while perhaps punching a small baby.

I decided to start with my wife Diana, because she is the perfect antithesis of this trope. She isn’t stony, she’s courageous. She’s unabashed about showing her doubts, hopes, affections, and optimism. Her love interest never steals her spotlight, but she feels no need to shun romance to appear “strong.” She’s beautiful, but not sexualized or objectified.

And while most Strong Female Characters™ are ironically reduced to damsels in distress at some point in their own narratives, Diana consistently takes the lead, totally autonomous over her own story.

You can kick ass AND love babies, people. Joss Whedon, please take notes.

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Other examples: Okoye from Black Panther, Furiosa from Mad Max: Fury Road, Rey from Star Wars, and Ser Brienne of Tarth from Game of Thrones.

2.) The Comedian

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If you haven’t watched Chewing Gum on Netflix, stop whatever you’re doing and watch it right now. Its relatively simple premise – a twenty-four-year-old from a fundamentalist Christian household struggles to lose her virginity – is a segway into a hilarious, genuine exploration of human sexuality, relationships, and how we forge our identities.

Brilliantly portrayed by the series’ creator, Michaela Coel, Tracy is essentially that one friend who knows exactly what you’ve been thinking and isn’t afraid to say so. She is never relegated to a single trope or stereotype. She’s stumbling, clumsily but enthusiastically, through the life experiences that shape us. Most importantly, she is allowed to be sexually curious, awkward, aggressive, insecure, and – I can’t stress this enough – hilarious. The dialogue is infinitely quotable, and endlessly relatable.

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Watching shows like Chewing Gum makes me realize how few female characters – and even fe wer Black female characters – are portrayed as truly human. Typically, they’re allowed to be sexy, but not sexual. They’re allowed to be awkward, but only if it’s cute. They can be insecure, but only if that insecurity can easily be solved by the affirmations of a male love interest. And they’re rarely allowed to be the main source of a series’ comedy.

So remember: let your female characters be human. Let them be awkward, funny, sexual philosophers. It’s easier than you think.

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Other examples: Abbi and Ilan from Broad City, Leslie from Parks and Rec, Tina from Bob’s Burgers.

3.) The Drama Queen

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Watching Riverdale is like hurtling along on a structurally unstable rollercoaster. It’s utterly insane, a lot of fun, and once you’re on, you can’t stop.

But amidst the explosions of batshit crazy plot points, killer cults, and the existential perplexity of finding yourself attracted to emo Jughead, there are some real gems. One of these is Cheryl Blossom, and pretty much every plot line surrounding her.

Cheryl is introduced as a fairly one-dimensional, catty mean girl, though the Regina George-esque charisma with which she’s portrayed makes her instantly likable. Initially, we expect her to be a character we’ll love to hate.

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And yet, within the first few episodes, I was impressed by how layered and complex her motivations were. Much of contempt towards others was misdirected rage from an upbringing of extreme emotional abuse, and grief over her dead brother -- all portrayed without a Snape-style condonation of said behavior. By the end of season one, my thoughts were generally, “Oh, crap, I don’t think I can claim to be watching this ‘ironically’ anymore,” and “MORE CHERYL.”

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Season two answered my wish, and then some. Cheryl was saved from an (impressively conscientiously portrayed) attempt at sexual assault by a pack of her female friends, and her attacker got the shit beat out of him in one of the most cathartic moments of modern television.

To the exaltation of my queer heart, she also came out as a lesbian, in a deeply moving story arc that I never would have expected from this show. Without spoiling too much, she and her new love interest kissing in front of anti-gay propaganda footage was legitimately one of the most powerful moments I have ever witnessed.

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Before the season was over, she viciously threatened her abusive, homophobic mother while covered in blood, shot a serial killer with a bow and arrow, and joined a gang. If that’s not gay culture, I don’t know what is.

Oh, how I wish this show was just about her.

Other examples: Alexis from Schitt’s Creek.

4.) The Lovable Bastard

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Ah, The Good Place. I have never experienced such a breath of comedic fresh air. A new philosophical principle each episode, examined and applied in hilarious and thought-provoking ways. A complete absence of harmful stereotypes. Incredibly lovable, three-dimensional, and ever-evolving characters.

I was considering using my queen Tahani for this list, who externally larger-than-life and internally vulnerable after emotional abuse by her parents. Also, she’s hilarious. Everyone and everything in The Good Place is hilarious. And I also thought about talking about Janet, who is the best character in anything ever, but of course:

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Instead, I’ll be talking about bisexual icon Eleanor, who is something very few female characters get to be: the lovable bastard.

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Eleanor, when we first meet her, is not traditionally good in any sense of the word. She turned down a high-paying job because she was expected to be nice to people. She sold placebos to the elderly, and was great at it. She was drunken, slovenly, hedonistic, and selfish. And she’s instantly incredibly likable.

Why and how Eleanor is so enjoyable, even at her very worst, merits an essay all its own. But in a nutshell:

We empathize with her. We are introduced to “The Good Place” completely through her eyes. We are in her shoes.

The stakes are high. When we discover that her entry into the good place was a mistake, we want her to be okay.

We come to understand her, and how her terrible childhood shaped her destructive behavior.

She wants to be a better person, and with time, effort, and character development, we watch her become one.

Not only is this an amazing lesson in how to endear audiences to your character, it is also infinitely refreshing. The most famous lovable bastards are all men -- Han Solo, Dr. House, Captain Jack Sparrow, the Man With No Name, et cetera -- but women are rarely afforded the same moral complexity. If a woman in fiction has done bad things, she’s not usually a lovable bastard. She’s usually a bitch.

Eleanor isn’t just a great character. She conveys an important lesson: women are people. People with the same capacity for mistakes, growth, redemption, and love as anyone else.

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Other examples: Chloe from Don’t Trust the B*tch in Apartment 23

5.) The Cinderella

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Yep. I said it. Cinderella is a strong female character.

My girl not only survived in an abusive household, she persistently stayed positive. She worked each day to make the best of an impossible situation, from which she had no means of escape. That takes an insane amount of courage and tenacity.

But Caff, I hear you scream, she needed help to escape!! Well, my imaginary counterargument, so the fuck what? MOST people need help to escape their abusive situations, and there’s no shame in that. Accepting help from someone you trust is the best thing you can do in a situation such as that, and implying otherwise is horribly damaging to victims of abuse.

But she married the prince, you more feebly protest. Yes! She did! She found love and happiness and a great life in a socially influential position! And that’s an amazing message!

So in the flurry of female warriors, let’s not forget Cinderella, who tells people that their terrible circumstances won’t last forever, to stay hopeful and kind, and that accepting help from a trusted friend can lead to a happy life.

Cinderella is a bad bitch, and she deserves her happily ever after.

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Other examples: For some reason, I’m thinking of Sansa from Game of Thrones. When people try to discredit her as a strong character, they often make similar complaints. But both, quite fittingly, end up as queens.

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itsanerdlife · 4 years

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Bad For You 15/28

Pairing: Howie Stark x Reader

Warning: Fuckboy manners. Violence. Reader gets cheated on. Language. Lies. Flirting. Cattiness. Arguing. A few slaps. Sassiness. Slutty boys. Frat Boy bullshit.

A/N: College AU. For my sister, cause I finally gave in. Haha.

“You don’t know me like that.” “Mmm bet I do, baby girl. You want a bad boy who will be good for only you. I’m that guy. Like I want a good girl who’s bad for only me. That’s you, baby girl.”

Howie Stark made one hell of an impression. It started off with mistaken identity. A hand on your ass, your hand across his cheek. What should have pissed him off, set him off differently. Howie Stark is enticed by you and you are so fucked. Bad boy, never afraid of a fight, such a smooth talker, womanizer, and always on your mind. It just wasn’t fair. It wasn’t right, you have a boyfriend. Howie’s making everything’s a little blurry. You’re a little cynical and bad boys just aren’t your type. Or could that change with a flash of Howie’s crooked grin?

Tag List Is Open!!

Y/N: Are you going to tell me what we’re doing tonight? Howie: Fall things. Y/N: So it’s going to be cold? Howie: Wear a sweatshirt. I’ll bring my jacket just in case. Y/N: This is still not telling me what we’re doing lol. Howie: You’ll see. Pick you up at six. Y/N: You’re ridiculously frustrating Stark. Howie: ;)

Howie pulls into a massive open lot, filled with cars. The unoccupied land has been converted into a Fall festival. You bite your bottom lip, grinning as your eyes scan the fun waiting. Howie is pulling open your door for you.

“A festival?” You grin at him.

“Absolutely. Cute things like corn mazes and hay rides.” He slips his arm over your shoulders. “Or if you want to get up close and personal, there’s the haunted version.” His head tips to the other side of the lot. It’s all dark and spooky, horror like.

“Oh you were just covering all the bases huh?” You laugh, grinning up at him.

“I mean, I like running home runs.” He winks, tugging you in closer. The two of you walking through the opening of the festival.

“Fucking Tempest.” You laugh, rolling your eyes.

“I’m just going to say it.” Howie chuckles, sipping from the little foam cup in his hand.

“What?” You ask, holding tightly to your own.

“Apple Cider is the superior fall drink, fuck Pumpkin Spice.” He grins.

“Be careful, you probably just offended the pumpkin spice society of girls, and they may attack.” You snort.

“They have bad taste.” Howie shakes his head slowly.

“Howie, do you have any idea how many woman you’ve hooked up with that probably love pumpkin spice?” You snort.

“I’ve never asked.” He shrugs.

“So if they have bad taste, what are you saying about yourself?” You wonder.

“They have bad taste.” He repeats with a nod.

“So I have bad taste?” You lift a brow.

Howie doesn’t reply as the two of you take the little map from the lady at the entrance of the maze. You start down the opening, letting others move past you as you both walk at a slow pace. Neither of you in a rush.

“I’m not the same guy that was hooking up with those girls. So I can’t say you have bad taste, I mean you probably do. You gave me the time of day, and I’ve never been a good guy.” He shrugs. You watch him for a moment, sipping your hot cider.

“Because you were doing hook ups?” You wonder.

“No. Yes.” He sighs. “I guess, yes. But it was worse than that. I barely cared to ask their names or know anything about them. Just as long as they understood it wasn’t more than what it was. I didn’t do repeats or more than a few hours of the night.” He admits with a sad look on his face.

“But?”

“But you slapped me, and I swear to god, everything changed.” His brow pinches together slightly. “I’m like my dad, copy and paste. I’m a slut, selfish, egotistical, a dick with an I.Q in Einstein range.” He chews his bottom lip. “He barely kept my mom, he put her through hell. But they over came it, had us, my little sister.” He nods.

“My parents always say it’s the real love that weathers any storm in it’s path. Real love isn’t easy and sometimes it hurts.” You nod.

“Sometimes I think I’m too much like my dad to have that.” He shrugs.

“Really?” You smirk looking at him.

“All honesty, Y/N.” He stops looking at you. “I didn’t want to change my ways. I always figured I’d end up alone for life. I’m nothing but walking heartbreak. Till you slapped me. I felt that shit for days, not the pain. The thrill from your skin on mine. When you wouldn’t give me the time of day, something in me wanted to be better. Be different, for you.” He admits.

“Well if I’m honest, I felt the same. That thrill.” You smile softly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “I can’t explain it, but you make me throw caution to the wind. I live for the thrill I get being with you, or around you.” You shrug.

“Good girl that’s bad.” Howie grins, nodding.

“Bad boy that’s good.” You smirk. He steps closer, leaning down to brush his lips against yours.

“Come on let’s get lost.” He takes your free hand in his. Both of you heading into the maze.

“So tell me something, I should know. Like since we’re a couple.” You ask as you round a corner.

“My name’s actually Howard.” He chuckles.

“Oh my god. Why?” You laugh.

“After my grandpa. Peter’s middle name is Benjamin.” He laughs.

“Wow, your mom thought she was having little old men, not fuck boys.” You snort.

“Former.” Howie corrects you. “At least for myself.”

“Of course.” You nod.

“How about you?” He smiles down at you.

“I have a girls night on Monday’s that’s supposed to a be a study group, but we usually get drunk and gossip.” You laugh.

“So you’re not free Mondays.” Howie nods, chuckling.

“Well at least till nine.” You snort.

“I’ll expect drunk texts.” He winks at you.

“Fuck that, drunk snaps.” You grin as Howie laughs.

Standing in line at the Haunted House, Howie’s hand slip around the waist of your black skinny jeans. His thumbs tucked under your red hoodie, brushing against the bare skin they find. He dips his head, kissing you softly, deeply. Warming you.

When he pulls back you shiver at the loss. He slips out of his leather jacket quickly. He helps you into it, leaving him in his black hoodie. He pulls you into his side, tucking you under his arm. You notice a group of girls watching the two of you.

“We go to school with them don’t we?” You ask, looking up at Howie. He presses his lips together, nodding.

“We do. I’ve seen a few groups from the college around tonight.” He explains.

“Howie, they’re watching us.” You lift a brow.

“Good, let them.” He smirks, winking at you.

You couldn’t even help the smile on your face. He wasn’t keeping you a secret, you had to give him credit. He really was trying to be better than the stories about him. Somehow you’d made him into a better person, by slapping him. Who would have thought.

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acegirlinasimworld · 4 years

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Episode 2: Ace Girl Seduces More Men, Avoids Clingers

Now that Cattie has been impregnated by our first donor, Travis, she doesn’t need him anymore. In our last episode, she asked to just be friends. Evidently to Travis, “Just Friends” means “shows up at your house/calls you every day.” So, in the middle of seducing our next donor, Cattie had to awkwardly tell Travis to PLEASE LEAVE.

This will not be the last we see of Travis.

Cattie is finally getting the hang of this. Or she’s teaching me? Anyway, she scores a WooHoo with Don, our next victim - er, donor.

Sweet! From my heartless, scientific perspective, this means it’s time to seduce Donor Number 3!

Since Cattie had the highest relationship with Stephon out of all the other potential future donors, we decided to make him Donor Number 3. This man is the mail carrier we ran after in Episode 1. Evidently this boy is lazy and would probably not put in that kind of effort for me - no, Cattie. Good thing Cattie isn’t me, and is just looking for sex and babies. The exact opposite of me. Ergh.

...aand Cattie (me, really, this time) is up to her old tricks, running away from her current attempt at seduction because THERE IS ANOTHER MAN. This one is also a mail carrier. Maybe he’s a carrier for male babies. Ba dum tiss.

Also, Travis is back. This is still not the last we’ve seen of this clinger.

Evidently lazy boy Stephon is not too lazy to take out my trash for me of his own free will? Sweet! Still can’t keep him, though.

Cattie has called over yet another man to meet while trying to seduce Stephon. She can’t be stopped.

(Honestly, Cattie probably just wants to get it on with Stephon and would love to stop me from making her meet all these new guys while talking to him. Oh, well. Sorry Cattie. You’re my baby factory. This is business.)

TRAVIS. AGAIN.

He asked to come hang out. Cattie said no. Travis comes again anyway, two hours later. Dude, come on. This isn’t “just friends” behavior. I get that I’m pr- that Cattie’s pregnant with your baby, but for goodness sake, leave the poor girl alone.

Meanwhile, Don called to ask a very-pregnant Cattie on a date, and we said, why not? Cattie, being controlled by me, though, had to rope in three other men (and a fourth, later), to this conversation because she didn’t know them.

We need all the donors we can get, okay? Don still said it was a great date and that we should do it again.

Don even showed up at the house later. But Cattie was busy, so we ignored him. We don’t really need to see him until it’s time for him to do his duty as Donor Number 2. Please don’t become a second clinger, Don. One’s more than enough.

And so, Episode 2 ends with the birth of our first baby, Athena.

Only 99 more to go...

#sims #sims4 #sims 4 challenge #100 baby challenge #kelsey impicciche #asexual #acegirl

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heyomag · 4 years

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‘Girly Mags’ Takes Us on Stroll Down 90s and 00s Memory Lane

Instagram feed curates the best from teen magazines from the 1990s and early 2000s featuring Paris Hilton, LeeLee Sobieski and more.

Though I was probably too young to really grasp what it meant, when I was younger, and when the house was empty, I would sneak into my older sister’s room, lie in her bed and stare at the poster of Luke Perry she had ripped from the pages of Teen Beat (or something similar) and pinned to her ceiling. Never one for Sports Illustrated, I was always more intrigued by what salacious news was circulating the teen atmosphere.

After studying the pages of Tiger Beat, I would have hour-long internal debates as to whether I agreed with their conclusion that J.T.T. was indeed dreamier than Devon Sawa.

The life of a pre-pubescent boy (deep in the closet) in the 90s is something worth romanticizing.

But Girly Mags IG feed provides that trip down memory lane so many of us have been longing for in these shitty times. Girly Mag gives us that warm and fuzzy feeling that only ‘90s and Early 00’s Nostalgia’ can provide. It brings us back to a simpler time, albeit less convenient time, of ordering clothes from a glossy magazine page through the US mail and sharing an actual page with friends, rather than sharing a meme through DMs.

I’m thrilled that the girls behind Girly Mags have grown up to create their own media company complete with a podcast, awesome music playlists and Patreon. The podcast is basically a group of friends sitting around discussing the mags through the lense of grown-ass women (and men). Read the latest episode description below to get hooked and check out their latest episode here.

COSMOPOLITAN MAGAZINE NOVEMBER 1994 This bittersweet episode marks the end of an era. Lauren Prussky, AKA editor extraordinaire and Girly Mags loudmouth is on to greener pastures. But don’t fret – this episode is full of bangers, sing-a-longs, tears and tons of laughs, with a few freaky surprises along the way. We’re heading back to the time of holey jeans, 1-900 numbers and catty celebrity feuds of the ‘90s. Jump in the Girly Mags whip for another ride around the nostalgia block – this episode is one for the books!

IN THIS ISSUE

This Month in History – November 1994

Agony – Hotline Bling + Old Wrinkly Balls

Hollywood Babble On – Celebrity Deathmatch

The Surprising Things Men Find Sexy

When Straight Women Marry Gay Men

Quiz: Are You Ready for Romance?

OK, BACK TO INSTAGRAM:

Admittedly, not all posts resonate with this Queer 30-somethings Cis Male but we do think a few posts needed to be highlighted in order to properly pay tribute to the feed and mags of yesteryear.

LeeLee Sobieski did no wrong

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Me vs me after watching Thirteen in 2003 @evanrachelwood @nikkireed YES I KNOW IT’S LEELEE SOBIESKI

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Body Glitter < SPF

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Don’t forget the roll-on body glitter ❄💎✨ (Via @doyoulovethe2000s)

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Sassy Magazine

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❄⛸🧤 (Sassy, November 1994) #tbt #throwbackthursday 📷 by @georgeholzofficial

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Oh God

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BREAKING NEWS: EMO SCENE KIDS (2007) rawr XD 🦖

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Was a thing for a minute

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HIT CLIPS (1999)

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Forever roaming

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Everyone in 2001 when the clock hit 9:00pm 🕘

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Wuz ^?

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☆ weLcOme 2 My HoMePaGe ☆

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Prom Makeovers

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Prom makeovers 💅👑 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ (Seventeen, March 1995) Follow @girly.mags for all your ’90s needs!

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Scratch and sniff clothing

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Scratch ‘n sniff pajamas and glow-in-the-dark undies 💀⚰️ (Girlfriends LA, 1996-1999)

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Still <3 Paris Hilton

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Wow same tbh

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Roller Skates or Roller blades?

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Would you date someone who rollerblades, 👍 or 👎 (Seventeen, August 1991)

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Skeet Ulrich – enough said.

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Enjoy this recap of the season 6 90210 Thanksgiving episode featuring Cameron Bancroft AKA Joe Bradley AKA Donna’s post-Ray Pruitt hunky meathead 🏈 Joe is a California University football team quarterback who dates Donna Martin. On the night of their first date on Halloween, Donna was confronted at her beach house by Ray Pruit, her former abusive boyfriend with whom she had recently ended her relationship. Joe came to her defense, tossing Ray around like a football in self-defense. During Thanksgiving, which happens to be Joe’s birthday, Donna arranges for 49ers QB Steve Young to surprise Joe. Because Young apparently could skip practice that day and also had no family or friends he wanted to spend the holiday with, he actually showed up to Casa Walsh and played an impromptu game with the gang on the front lawn using the football he autographed for Joe. In the same episode, Donna tells Kelly that she loves Joe so much, she wants to sleep with him. Joe later revealed to Donna that he was also a virgin and, like her, was waiting for marriage to have sex. He had also been engaged to his high school girlfriend, who had gotten too wild for him after they graduated. He was a devout Christian who lived a life of faith. He asks Donna to move to Beaver Falls with him after being diagnosed with a heart defect (by Donna’s dad) and the two part ways. (Seventeen, November 1996)

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For those of you not as interested in pursuing teen year through digitized Girly Mags feed, check out the On Foot Archives featuring some Eastbay Catalog clippings and much more!

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swearronchanel · 5 years

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8.07

Well, damn

the girls looking so good 😭😍💖 fashion queens

“Sometimes, we simply see each other through fresh eyes and there’s joy it in”

The Turner’s poppin bottles in the house

I still love Mother Mildred she’s wild

Poor sister Frances, literally the new sister Winnifred 🤦🏼‍♀️

Now she’ll have her “first birth experience” and will have the “I’m a midwife, I can do it” epiphany lmao

Sister Hilda has some good lines lol

Hard boiled eggs yum 😂😂 LMAO ew who wants that as an appetizer or hor d’oeuvre

aw there’s baby teddy, the writers remembered his existence this time

small dry sherry pls

Set aside the bottles we are popping birth control pills ladies, on the daily so they work

violet is me in some situations like great idea but who is paying? 😂😂

POSEIDON’S HIPPYCAMP LMAOOO WHAT?

I love sister Monica Joan

Does England have any gold Olympic medals? 😂 no shade I’m just curious

Silver is still good lol but sister MJ ain’t about it

I would like to join the Phyllis Crane fan club thanks

Ofc they were right there’s like single young moms every other episode

So she’s got an STD

Are we guessing her husband is cheating? Cause I am

THE PRIDE OF THE NATION IS AT STAKE LMAOOO SHE’S SCOUTING THE KIDS FOR FUTURE ATHLETES

I want some chips even tho I still can’t used to calling them chips

YAS Mother Mildred Lmaoo tell sister J about it

Sister J has been pushed the side this series and then they give her a time to make a point and nothing lmao, the same lines she said 3 series ago about the pill

I’m offended write sister J better pls

Val spilling family tea

Her poor grandmother tho 💔 so glad a lot has changed in 60 years (even tho more still needs to change )

Miss Higgins and Phyllis is the duo I didn’t realize I wanted to see? Give us more

I knew he was cheating !! Trash

Fountain of all wisdom😂

LMAO Mother Mildred knows Phyllis isn’t down for him

Gonorrhea,,, shit

(chlamydia is the clap tho? do british people call both the clap?)

Not a chartreuse fan but cute coat for shelagh

“Nice to see you kid” pure 😭

PHYLLIS’ CRINGE at the comment I love Lucille tho lmao

“WE’VE ALL HAD A DOSE” SJSJSJ BRO ACTUALLY WE HAVEN’T LMAO

He said he paid for it so casually, why are a lot of men trash?🤦🏼‍♀️

!Courage and humility! We know this, esp humility lmaooo

This other husband seems better

Shelagh’s plaid pants Yass i love

I hope they show the Turner’s talking to the kids, as sad as it is you gotta shed light all the harsher reality side to fostering kids

My best friends’ growing up parents’ fostered so many kids throughout our childhood is was always sad watching kids come and go

“Bribery and corruption?” I love Beatrix 😂 I love when her series 1 playful/jokester self shines through

Ok but not gonna lie I LOVE Bingo LMAO

“Miss Anderson” 😭😍 pure af and she looks so pretty

Where was sister MJ when I was having nervous breakdowns failing all my math courses? 😭

An enema sounds like a nightmare Lmaoo

Aw here comes the talk 😭

Not “the talk” but that would actually be SO funny omg imagine LMAO

Idk why I expected the little kids to say something lol but at least they showed it 😭poor Tim tho

Trixie looks so good serving some mod 60s realness!!

Val’s outfit is cute too

Damn it there was the chance to bring back “children are more resilient than you think” !! (Sister B said that right?)

The fear of God “I’ve already got that” LMAOO sister Frances

My fam loves bingo we play it at my grandma’s I miss it 😂 this caller isn’t that exciting tho

also am an active player of bingo when we go on cruises bc once again YES, I am actually a 60 year old woman

“WAS SHE WORTH IT?” LMAOO

Why didn’t he yell BINGO in confused? LMAO is this british? Who says house??

Why is it hilarious to me that the hookers know Dr Turner?😂

elbow first?? Whatttt the hell

There’s the little fish looking baby 😂

Aww she’s all crusty but reminds me how excited I am to meet my niece when I get back to the states 😭

There’s the new instilled confidence lol predictable af but still sweet

Nosy bitches, I’d be so catty and just start calling people out on their issues lmao

oh yikes that’s a nasty boil

They’re having a whole party 😂

and now the party’s over

Passing the magazine that’s so cute

“What an honor” uhhh

“Hope my Val is like you” pure 😭😭

Omg she wanted to be a nurse my heart stop I’ll tear up

Are we supposed to feel sorry for Mr Pugh? Bc I don’t (am I being insensitive idk tbh)

baby girls are winning tonight

aw she’s so tiny

“You are Artemis” YAS love that greek mythology😂😭 I will scream it everywhere I love sister MJ

Who thought making “Aunt Flo” a character was ok LMAO

IF GRAN IS DEAD IM SUING OMG SJKJKJK

OH SHIT PLOT TWIST

Was not expecting that. what the fuck

And sister Mildred’s leaving aw 😭I’ll miss her

she’s like sister Evangelina but on another level lmaoo

Why is she leaving mysteriously after her “work” is done like a magical movie nanny? lollll

I guess this isn’t the best time to say it but this shuts down the speculations that Val had an abortion?

Ok Agnes is an ugly name but do you

this is so so sad 😭😭 this is why safe abortions need to accessible bc this is how it happens when it’s illegal

burning the fucking money, this is so heavy

They both have points tho so you can’t even point fingers at who is right or wrong in this situation. There’s no good or bad, it just is

Honestly the real one in the wrong here is the damn government who fails the state when they don’t give a damn about women and don’t provide access to legal & safe abortions and just overall make women (esp poor women)’s lives so freaking difficult !!

is Val going to call the cops? I know this isn’t the end of it

There’s Britain’s gold tho 😂

“We can never foretell when our fortunes will turn or when the story will change. Sometimes we see each other through fresh eyes and there’s no joy at all. We see what was concealed and what is shameful. We see what is true, and nothing familiar remains...”

Damn this was heartbreaking but also the best episode this weekend.

#call the midwife #comments #just random thoughts and rambles tbh

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psychnerd47 · 5 years

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Monster College Part 3

Rating PG, warnings mentions of underage drinking (not portrayed positively), and prescription medications (used as prescribed).

Characters: Deuce Gorgon, Jackson Jekyll, Operetta, Cleo de Nile, Invisi-Billy, Frankie Stein, Robecca Steam, and Toralei Stripes

After convincing Jackson to come out from hiding, Deuce decided to go back to his dorm room to meet his overly clingy girlfriend, Cleo de Nile. She insisted on spending every free moment with him.

The mummy princess laid sprawled on her back on Deuce’s bed. “We are totally going to Operetta’s party tonight, and then we need to have to throw one of our own,” Cleo told her boyfriend.

Deuce sighed, “Things are different now. I am going to have a lot of homework for my culinary arts degree. I also am going to have bi-weekly labs I need to be prepared for, and I still want to play basketball with Clawd and Heath sometimes, so I won’t always be able to be at your beck and call,” the gorgon boy explained.

“But Deuce,” the mummy princess cried, “we always do everything together.”

“Not everything,” Deuce countered.

“You know what I mean,” Cleo looked like she was about to throw one of her famous royal hissy fits.

Before Cleo could escalate, Jackson burst in through the door. Catching both Cleo and Deuce by surprise. Deuce turned towards Jackson and whispered, “Thanks, I owe you bro,”

The nerdy human boy shrugged his shoulders and sat down at his desk, he began to pull out the note books where he had written down all his homework.

“You’re just going to let him sit there, while we are in here?” Cleo asked Deuce with disgust.

“Well it’s his room too,” Deuce explained, “I’ve been thinking Cleo, it might be best if we have some space from each other.”

Cleo got a dumbfounded expression on her face. “I give you space,” Cleo was horrified that her boyfriend would make such a statement. “I always give you space,”

Deuce clicked his tongue, “No you don’t, when we were in high school you would barely let me leave to go to the men’s bathroom.” Deuce knew he wasn’t going to win this, but he could make it sound less bad. “I’m not breaking up with you, I’ll even go to Operetta’s party with you. I just can’t spend all my time with you,” the gorgon boy explained. The look Cleo got on her face suggested that she might have actually understood him.

* * *

“I didn’t realize you were throwing a party,” Invisi-Billy admitted.

“Well, Johnny and I thought it would a clawsome way to start the school year before we hit the grind. You can invite Scarah, she’s still your huckleberry, ain’t she,” Operetta shot Billy a sassy glance.

“Um, yes. I just don’t know if this kind of party is really her thing.” The disappearing boy admitted.

“You don’t have to worry. It’s not some crazy party, just some cool music played by Johnny and me and some pizza and soda pop. There absolutely will not be any booze, everyone but Johnny and Valentine are underage. I may not like rules, but I don’t want to spend the rest of my days doing the jail house rock.” The Phantom’s daughter gave Billy a great big smile as she started to walk away she called out one more thing with a laugh, “Be there or be square,”

Back at the dorm Deuce and Cleo were helping Jackson decide what to wear to Operetta’s party in hopes of impressing Frankie. “Jackson, why are all your clothes almost the same,” the mummy princess said with disgust in her voice. Jackson awkwardly shrugged his shoulders. Cleo pulled a pair of blue plaid shorts and a yellow polo shirt from Jackson’s dresser, “These will be prefect. Put them on a see how they look,” Cleo ordered the human boy.

“Just don’t look while I change,” Jackson snapped.

Jackson felt awkward in the clothes, “I look stupid,” he lamented.

“You look amazing,” Cleo gushed, “now we just need to slick back all your out of control hair.” The mummy princess sprayed some sort of gel like substance in Jacksons black hair with yellow tips that were caused by a lab accident. She pulled hard with a comb until his hair finally slicked down. “Do you have any contacts?” she asked him,

Jackson sighed, “No, my eyes are to sensitive for that. But I do have prescription sunglasses,” the nerdy human boy offered.

“It’s at night and you don’t have Deuce’s petrifying ability, stick with the regular glasses. I’ll just put some of this magical acne cream invented by Great Uncle Tut. Then you will perfect. Frankie will be so impressed.”

Meanwhile, Invisi-Billy sat in his room. Heath was playing Graveyard Dash 5 on his x-box. Robecca Steam sat next to Billy on his bed. Robecca was a steampunk robot who had been built in Victorian England, though she was technically really old she was young at heart and an amazing listener.

“I don’t know how to tell Scarah that I want to change my major?” the invisible boy asked his robotic friend, “She was so excited about me wanting to become a doctor. I don’t know how my parents will feel about it either.” A small tear rolled down Billy’s pale face.

“If they truly love you, they will support you in whatever you choose to do educationally.” Robecca said in her in her charming British accent.

“Thank you,” Billy said with a smile, “you are a great listener.”

* * *

Operetta’s party at the student union was up to an awesome start. She was playing a gentle Rockabilly tune on her bass guitar, and Johnny Spirit accompanied her on his fiddle. The Rockabilly phantom and the ghostly greaser were taking care to not play there music too loud for Jackson’s sake. Cleo and Deuce, Lagoona and Gil were dancing in pairs to the music. Billy and Scarah were talking to each other by the food table, and Heath was trying to flirt awkwardly with Abbey Bominable.

While all this was going on, Jackson sat by himself away from the stage. Frankie, the daughter of Frankenstein’s monster, spied him right away. She was wearing a blue plaid print party dress with a yellow sweater. Frankie’s black and white hair was styled in away that Jackson found beautiful. “What are you wearing?” she asked with a laugh.

Jackson gave a small chuckle, “Cleo chose this outfit.”

“It shows. It looks a bit flashy for you,” the stitched together girl explained.

“You don’t like it?” Jackson asked with a tone of concern in his voice.

“I do like it, I love anything you wear, because I love you,” Frankie explained.

“Have you been taking your anxiety medication? You’ve seen a bit more high-strung than normal.” The Frankenstein girl explained.

“I’ve been taking it as prescribed” Jackson explained, “I’m just having a difficult time adjusting to the changes of going away for college for the first time.”

Frankie looked at Jackson sympathetically, she reached out and gently touched his hand, “We’ll get through this together”.

A young male vampire walked up to the stage. His was dressed in black dress coat, crimson waist coat, paired with a white ruffle shirt accented with gold jewelry, all trademarks of Valentine, a once suiter of Draculaura who had once liked to collect broken hearts. “I would like to request a song,” he called out in his Southern accent.

“Ok, sugar plum, but me and Johnny here have one more in our line up first,” Operetta called out.

The Rockabilly phantom and the ghostly greaser started to play an upbeat toon. “Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans, way back in the woods among the evergreens, There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood, And lived a country boy named Johnny B Goode,” Operetta and Johnny Spirit sang together, “ he never learned to read or write to well but he could play a guitar like ringing a bell, Go Johnny Go, Go Joh—” a loud noise interrupted the song.

It sounded almost like gunshots at first but then became it was terrible hip-hop music being blasted through a boombox. “You didn’t think you could have a party and not invite me,” Toralei the catty and conceited orange were-cat meowed.

Operetta grew mad, “I didn’t invite you because you remind me of a word that begins a “B” and rhymes with “hitch”, you are selfish and think it’s fun to ruin things that are important to other people.” The Rockabilly phantom was getting steamed, her light lilac color face started to turn red.

“But Operetta,” Toralei said coyishly, “ I don’t think only of myself. That’s why I had Manny bring the booze.”

A look of horror came over the faces of many of the monsters at the party. Before anyone could say anything, the large Minotaur burst in with a keg over each shoulder, followed by some fraternity goons carrying other cases of alcoholic beverages.

“Please take your booze and leave,” Robecca demanded. But unfortunately, her voice was drowned out by the goons yelling, and the booming hip-hop music.

“Please stop!!!” Jackson yelled out in panic as he tried to cover his ears, but it was no use. He had already started to transform.

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#monster high fanfiction #monster high #my fanfiction #monster college #operetta #deuce gorgon #cleo de nile #johnny spirit #jackson jekyll #frankie stein #robecca steam #invisi billy #mh fandom #monster high doll #holt hyde

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siramay-the-showgun-dragon · 5 years

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in the underground

ok so I got a idea as a musical parody maker (I made 37 parodies of musicals before this) ok so in the heights and undertale COMBINED I call it in the underground and here's the first song (also called in the underground) so here we go

[FRISK]

Lights up on Underground Heights, up at the break of day

I wake up and I got this little punk I gotta chase away

Pop the grate at the crack of dawn, sing

While I wipe down the awning

Hey y’all, good morning

[NICE CREAM GUY, spoken]

Ice cold piragua! Parcha. China. Cherry. Strawberry. And just for today, I got mamey!

[FRISK, spoken]

Oye, piragüero, como estas?

[NICE CREAM GUY, spoken]

Como siempre, Señor Frisk.

[FRISK]

I am Frisk and you prob’ly never heard my name

Reports of my fame are greatly exaggerated

Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax

Is highly complicated 'cuz I emigrated

From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean:

heartful Republic!

I love it!

Toby, I’m jealous of it

And beyond that

Ever since my folks passed on

I haven’t gone back

Goddarn, I gotta get on that...

Fo! The milk has gone bad, hold up just a second

Why is everything in this fridge warm and tepid?

I better step it up and fight the heat

'Cuz I’m not friskn' any profit if the coffee isn’t light and sweet!

[PADRE BRIM, spoken]

Ooo-oo!

[FRISK, spoken]

Padre, my fridge broke. I got café but no "con leche."

[PADRE BRIM, spoken]

Try my mother’s old recipe: one can of condensed milk.

[FRISK, spoken]

Nice.

[Frisk gives Padre Brim his lottery tickets, which he kisses and holds up to the sky.]

[PADRE BRIM, spoken]

Ay! Paciencia y fe…

[FRISK]

That was Padre, he’s not really my “padre,”

But he practically raised me, this corner is his escuela

Now, you’re prob’ly thinkin:

"I’m up spit’s creek!

I've never been north of Ninety-Sixth Street!”

Well, you must take the A Train

Even farther than Harlem to northern hotland and maintain

Get off at 181st, and take the escalator

I hope you’re writing this down, I’m gonna test ya later

I’m getting tested; times are tough on this bodega

Two months ago somebody bought Ortega’s

Our neighbors started packin’ up and pickin’ up

And ever since the rents went up

It’s gotten mad expensive

But we live with just enough

[COMMUNITY]

In the underground

I flip the lights and start my day

There are fights

[WOMEN]

And endless debts

[MEN]

And bills to pay

[COMMUNITY]

In the Underground

I can’t survive without café

[FRISK]

I serve café

[COMMUNITY]

'Cuz tonight seems like a million years away!

En Underground—

[FRISK]

Next up to bat, the Dreemurrs

They run the cab company,

They struggle in the barrio

See, their kid ralsei’s off at college, tuition is mad steep

So they can’t sleep

Everything they get is mad cheap!

[ASGORE]

Good morning, Frisk!

[FRISK]

Pan caliente, café con leche!

[ASGORE]

Put twenty dollars on today’s lottery

[TORIEL]

One ticket, that’s it!

[ASGORE]

Hey! A man’s gotta dream...

[TORIEL]

Don’t mind him, he’s all excited

‘Cuz Ralsei flew in at 3 A.M. last night!

[ASGORE]

Don’t look at me, this one’s been cooking all week!

[TORIEL]

Frisk, come over for dinner

[ASGORE/TORIEL]

There’s plenty to eat!

[BRATTY]

So then chuntera walks in the room—

[CATTY, spoken]

Aha…

[BRATTY]

She smells sex and cheap perfume!

[CATTY, spoken]

Uh oh…

[BRATTY]

It smells like one of those trees

That you hang from the rear view!

[CATTY, spoken]

Ah, no!

[BRATTY]

It’s true! She screams, “Who’s in there with you, ansem?”

Grabs a bat and kicks in the door

He’s in bed with rakku from the liquor store!

[CATTY/FRISK]

No me diga!

[FRISK, spoken]

Bratty and Catty, from the salon.

[BRATTY/CATTY]

Thanks, Frisk!

[FRISK, spoken]

Hoto, you’re late.

[HOTO, spoken]

Chillax, you know you love me.

[FRISK]

Me and my brother runnin’ just another dime-a-dozen

Mom-and-pop stop-and-shop

And, oh my god, it’s gotten

Too darn hot, like my man Cole Porter said

People come through for a few cold waters and

A lottery ticket, just a part of the routine

Everybody’s got a job, everybody’s got a dream

They gossip, as I sip my coffee and smirk

The first stop as people hop to work

Bust it— I’m like:

"One dollar, two dollars, one fifty, one sixty-nine.

I got it. You want a box of condoms? What kind?

That’s two quarters.

Two quarter waters. The New York Times.

You need a bag for that? The tax is added."

Once you get some practice at it

You do rapid mathematics automatically

Sellin’ maxipads, fuzzy dice for taxicabs and practically

Everybody’s stressed, yes!

But they press through the mess,

Bounce checks and wonder what’s next

[COMMUNITY 1]

In the underground

I buy my coffee and I go

Set my sights

On only what I need to know

In the underground

Money is tight

But even so

[COMMUNITY 2]

In the underground

I buy my coffee and—

Set my sights

What I need to know

In the underground

Money is tight

Even so

[COMMUNITY]

When the lights go down I blast my radio!

[KRIS]

You ain’t got no skills!

[FRISK]

Kris!

[KRIS]

Yo, lemme get a—

[FRISK]

Milky Way

[KRIS]

Yeah, lemme also get a—

[FRISK]

Daily News—

[KRIS]

And a—

[FRISK]

Post—

[KRIS]

And most important, my—

[FRISK]

Boss’ second coffee, one cream—

[BOTH]

Five sugars

[KRIS]

I’m the number one earner—

[FRISK/HOTO]

What?!

[KRIS]

The fastest learner—

[FRISK/HOTO]

What?!

[KRIS]

My boss can’t keep me on the darn back burner!

[FRISK]

Yes, he can

[KRIS]

I’m friskn’ moves, I’m friskn’ deals, but guess what?

[FRISK]

What?

[KRIS/HOTO]

You still ain’t got no skills!

[FRISK]

Hardee-har

[KRIS]

Yo, Chara show up yet?

[FRISK]

Shut up!

[KRIS]

Hey little homie, don’t get so upset

[FRISK, spoken]

Man...

[KRIS]

Tell Chara how you feel, buy the girl a meal

On the real, or you ain’t got no skills

[CHARA, speaking on the phone]

Nooo!

No no nooo!

No no nooo, no-no-no!

Nooo, no-no-no!

No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no, no-no-no-no-no!

Mr. Hato, I got the security deposit

It’s locked in a box in the bottom of my closet

It’s not reflected in my bank statement

But I’ve been savin’ to make a down payment and pay rent

No, no, I won’t let you down—

[KRIS]

Yo, here’s your chance; ask her out right now!

[CHARA]

I’ll see you later, we can look at that lease!

[KRIS]

Do somethin’, make your move, don’t freeze!

[FRISK]

Hey!

[CHARA]

You owe me a bottle of cold champagne!

[FRISK]

Are you moving?

[CHARA]

Just a little credit check and I’m on that downtown train!

[FRISK]

Well, your coffee’s on the house

[CHARA]

Okay!

[KRIS]

Frisk, ask her out

[HOTO]

No way!

[CHARA]

I’ll see you later, so…

[KRIS]

Oooh... Smooth operator, aw, darn, there she goes!

Yo, bro, take five, take a walk outside!

You look exhausted, lost, don’t let life slide!

The whole hood is struggling, times are tight

And you’re stuck to this corner like a streetlight!

[FRISK]

Yeah, I’m a streetlight, chokin' on the heat

The world spins around while I’m frozen to my seat

The people that I know all keep on rollin' down the street

But every day is different so I’m switchin’ up the beat

'Cuz my parents came with nothing, they got a little more

And sure, we’re poor, but yo, at least we got the store

And it’s all about the legacy they left with me, it’s destiny

And one day I’ll be on a beach with Hoto writing checks to me

[COMMUNITY]

In the Underground, I hang my flag up on display

[FRISK]

We came to work and to live and we got a lot in common

[COMMUNITY]

It reminds me that I came from miles away

[FRISK]

D.R., P.R., we are not stoppin’

[COMMUNITY]

In the Underground

Ooh

In the Underground

I’ve got today!

[PADRE BRIM]

Every day, paciencia y fe

[FRISK]

Until the day we go from poverty to stock options

[FRISK]

And today’s all we got, so we cannot stop

This is our block!

[COMMUNITY]

In the Underground

I hang my flag up on display

[NICE CREAM GUY]

Lo le lo le lo lai lai lo le!

[COMMUNITY]

It reminds me that I came from miles away

[FRISK/NICE CREAM GUY/NEIGHBORS]

My family came from miles away—

[COMMUNITY]

In the Underground

It gets more expensive every day

[FRISK/NICE CREAM GUY/WOMEN/MEN]

Every day

[COMMUNITY]

And tonight is so far away—

[FRISK]

But as for mañana, mi pana

Ya gotta just keep watchin’

[FRISK]

You’ll see the

late nights

You’ll taste

beans and rice

The syrups and

shaved ice

I ain’t gonna

say it twice

So turn up the stage lights

We’re takin’ a flight

To a couple of days

in the life of what it’s like

[MEN]

Late nights!

Beans and rice!

Shaved ice!

Say it twice!

[COMMUNITY]

In the Underground!

Ah!

[ALL]

In Underground Heights!

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laresearchette · 2 years

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Thursday, February 03, 2022 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: PUPPY BOWL PRESENTS: THE WINTER GAMES (discovery +) SLAPFACE (Shudder) AFTER THE FIRST 48 (A&E Canada) 9:00pm RAISED BY WOLVES (CTV Sci-fi) 9:00pm

WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT SOUL OF A NATION: SCREEN QUEENS RISING (ABC Feed) SOUL OF A NATION: X/ONERATED – THE MURDER OF MALCOLM X AND 55 YEARS TO JUSTICE (ABC Feed) DRAGONS RESCUE RIDERS: HEROES OF THE SKY (Premiering on February 13 on Family Channel Jr. at 9:30am) THE REAL BLACK PANTHER (TBD - Nat Geo Wild) UNDERCOVER UNDERAGE (TBD - Investigation Discovery) WAR OF THE LIONS (TBD - Nat Geo Wild) UNITED WE DRIVE (TBD)

NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:

AMAZON PRIME CANADA DREAMLAND THE WALKING DEAD: WORLD BEYOND (Season 2)

CRAVE TV RAISED BY WOLVES (Season 2) NETFLIX CANADA FINDING OLA KID COSMIC (Season 3) MURDERVILLE

WINTER OLYMPICS (CBC) 6:30am: Men’s and Women’s Mogul Skiing (CBC) 7:00am: Mixed Doubles Curling: Norway vs. Canada (CBC) 9:00am: Women’s Hockey: Finland vs. U.S. (CBC) 7:30pm: Mixed Doubles Curling: Canada vs. Switzerland (CBC) 9:30pm: Figure Skating: Men’s Short and Ice Dancing (CBC) 2:00am (Fri.): Mixed Doubles Curling: China vs. Canada

CURLING (TSN/TSN3) 9:00am: Scottie’s Tournament of Hearts: Pool Play (TSN/TSN3) 2:00pm: Scottie’s Tournament of Hearts: Pool Play (TSN/TSN3) 7:00pm: Scottie’s Tournament of Hearts: Pool Play

NBA BASKETBALL (SN/SN1) 7:30pm: Bulls vs. Raptors (TSN4/TSN5) 7:30pm: Suns vs. Hawks (SN1) 10:00pm: Lakers vs. Clippers

HUDSON & REX (City TV) 8:00pm: The Major Crimes team is forced to turn against Jesse when he becomes the prime suspect in a bank robbery.

CHEAP OLD HOUSES (HGTV Canada) 8:00pm/8:30pm (SERIES PREMIERE): While in New York, Ethan and Elizabeth visit an 1850 Italianate with a jaw-dropping midcentury interior, and a 1900 Victorian with its original details; they tour an 1850 schoolhouse restored by a father-daughter team. In Episode Two, Ethan and Elizabeth head to historic Peoria, Ill., to explore an 1890s Queen Anne revival hiding original woodwork and windows; they check out a 1900s Dutch Colonial revival with pocket doors and visit a 1908 Tudor restored with modern design.

BLOWN AWAY (Makeful) 8:00pm/8:30pm: Challenged to reflect on hurdles they've overcome, the artists forge pieces that push their skills to the limit. In Episode Two, the artists find inspiration in high fashion as they design accessories, including a braided handbag and a pair of socks.

MY KILLER BODY WITH K. MICHELLE (Lifetime Canada) 8:00pm/9:00pm (SERIES PREMIERE): Que hides in bathrooms painfully scratching at the sores from her silicone butt injections, a procedure she's kept secret from her friends and family for fear of being judged. In Episode Two, Marlena received silicone injections from a doctor who was arrested for injecting illicit substances and turns to social media for advice; Bizzie tries to have a rare breast condition fixed and faces life-threatening consequences.

THIS WAY UP (W Network) 10:00pm/10:00pm (SEASON 2 PREMIERE): Aine prepares for a first date with Etienne's dad, Richard; Shona struggles to settle in at home with her fiancé Vish away in New York. In Episode Two, Aine and Richard have some awkward hiccups as Shona attempts to restore a friendly working relationship with Charlotte.

WENTWORTH: REDEMPTION (APTN) 10:00pm: Ann is furious to learn that salacious content is being filmed in the prison and orders strip searches as a result. Judy is finally exposed as Allie's attacker and faces the wrath of the inmates. Ferguson fuels Eve's Jake obsession.

ROCK SOLID BUILDS (HGTV Canada) 10:00pm: After a hurricane, it's all hands on deck to transform a ratty old boat into an eye-popping catty sea shed; fixing a foundation in St. John's means pumping concrete clear over the roof to the other side of the house.

LOVE, HONOR, BETRAY (Investigation Discovery) 10:00pm (SERIES PREMIERE): From the outside looking in, Barbra and Michael Mastromarino's life seems perfect, but when a shocking discovery unearths a gruesome secret, this glamorous family is forced to face the truth: their life is built on a heinous lie.

CANADIAN REFLECTIONS (CBC) 11:30pm: The Tailor, May Flowers

#cdntv #cancon #canadian tv #canadian tv listings #hudson and rex #blown away #this way up #wentworth #rock solid builds #canadian reflections #winter olympics #curling #nba basketball

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hell-heron · 6 years

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I finally watched the italian 2013 Romeo and Juliet miniseries with Alessandra Mastronardi and honestly I hate everything about it but specifically:

- i LOVE Alessandra and she was my childhood but she’s too old for this. Romeo also is too old for this - they went for a more mature angle and I hate it. And Elena Sofia Ricci is too young to be the Nurse (but very done and funny, also she and Alessandra played mother and daughter in the past so they have a chemistry that makes me cry) Also why is it set in the snowy mountains somewhere in Trentino, what’s this, and mostly, if we’re so keen on changing setting and stuff, why did no one in this wretched boot made it in a 19th century setting with pro unity folks VS austrian loyalists

- There’s also Ken Duken (Anatole in War and peace 2007) as Mercutio, it’s not a criticism because he’s lovely and good at it and an adorable little shit. But it severely weirds me out. Also HE is the sensible one and Romeo the one who has the idea of sneaking to the ball???

- Apparently Juliet has an older sister, Ursula who is betrothed with Paris and hella jealous and catty that Paris loves Juliet instead (?) so she told tales on her and Romeo. Romeo has a younger brother, Antonio, instead of Benvolio (insert appropriate wailing for this tragic loss) who is a violent little shit

- I liked that Juliet’s first line was “I’m stronger than you think”. I liked less that the first scene is literally ROMEO&CO SETTING THE CAPULET’S CARRIAGE ON FIRE wtf and Romeo saves her from rape like in the worst trash action movies. He also kills a man immediately which imho ruins all the impact of him killing Tybalt but okay I guess we all hate innocence and men showing emotion here. Apparently Romeo used to believe in Revenge but Juliet changed him? Ugh

- They made Tybalt in love with Juliet AND southern (or at least it seems to me it’s implied by some lines, I don’t know if the actor is southern too) Such an hot take! What a fresh and interesting casting for the literal embodiement of jealousy and murder!! Really the proper message in a story which is supposed to be against prejudice and domestic conflict! (he was a pretty and badass guy though, so it’s forgiven).

- There’s a dynamic that Lord Capulet promised him he’d marry Juliet, but actually he has no intention whatsoever to give her to him and just uses it as an excuse to criticize him and say he’s not worthy, also the family fortune is in shambles and there’s a more wealthy suitor and the family’s wellbeing is more important than Tybalt’s even thought he always sacrificed himself for the family - man this is even more Nikolai\Sonya than it usually is. Marriage shit otherwise, they could be a very sweet brotp and she calls him “like a brother to me” a lot, so fuck you for ruining this with this romantic nonsense I guess.

- Lady Capulet is so shrewd and political and dominates her husband and I love her, she’s my only joy here. That and the Capulets having cats swarming everywhere.

- Oh and one part I like is when they do some adorable love\hate roleplay and make under a stage where a bad Midsummer production is taking place

- OHHHH WAIT Mercutio turned out to be on the verge to poison himself for his long lost love which WHAT that really did came out of nowhere. If they had any chemistry here, I might choose to think it’s about Tybalt but it’s not worth it with what little they interact. Oh I might think it’s an hypotetical dead Benvolio, but it seems this person dumped him rather than dying, and I don’t see Benvolio dumping him

- Now Tybalt, who apparently thinks he is in Assassin’s creed, is climbing over the Montague castle walls and setting fire to the barn. Classic. Oh and Romeo saved Juliet from rape AGAIN

- Oh the wedding happened - not much to say about it. Now Tybalt and Juliet are making out. Well he’s kissing her, she isn’t enthusiastic. Sweet. Also “I can’t compete with powerful Paris or handsome Romeo. Come on, say it, I’m just the orphan cousin” MAN. I’m marginally happy, tho, because if he’s an orphan he’s not the son of the uncle from the South, so my suspicion there was the usual prejudice about Southern people and violent jealousy here was off

- “We’ll make up new words to say what words can’t say.” “For example?” “I love you, Juliet Capulet” I’m pretty sure these words already exist.

- Oh Ursula wants to run away, I wish I had some sympathy for her but she’s been a bitch this whole time. Ohh Juliet told her “Can’t you understand neither of us has a choice” poor girl. ...but why is literally no one in this family doing anything about their daughter running away from home in plain sight except Lady Capulet looking a bit upset? This is fully preventable??

- Mercutio is drunk and having knives trown at him on a bet. Also, he’s said to be metaphorically in love with death instead of life, which is beyond bad but he’s still the best character here. Also confirmation that what happened to him is that the woman he loved married someone else. I didn’t need this. OHHHH Romeo took his potion vial an helpful tool that will be useful later...

- Apparently the Bad Thing happens on Christmas day, literally an hour before Romeo and Juliet were supposed to announce their wedding and fix everything :( oh and we got literally 5 seconds of Mercutio and Juliet bonding at mass, I liked that

- Ken Duken Is Deeply Stressed By His Man Crush’s Dueling Endeavors, A Rai Production

- “I played with death, now death plays me” oh Mercutio this made me sad :( they did the unintentional stabbing but it’s a bit weirdly since Tybalt seemed pretty serious about dueling with Mercutio, not like in 1968 where they looked like 13 year olds playing at pro wrestlers. But Lord Capulet didn’t believe him and beat the shit out of him and said he “won’t cover for him this time” which is fucking rich since it’s said all Tybalt did until now it was because his uncle ordered him and just now he gets mad becaus it makes the family look bad. OH HE KICKED HIM OUT OF THE HOUSE TOO WHAT THE HELL. Literally compelled 3 children out of 3 to quit the family, what the fuck’s wrong with this guy

- Yeah, they didn’t make Romeo kill Tybalt immediately but rather go look for him at his own house, which... looks bad, since it’s more sympatethic if it’s a moment of madness, he really isn’t a premeditated vengeance guy. To make up for it, now his entire family is bullying him into Revenge and calling him a coward. Can I file for adoption of all this guys much older than me?

- AAAAAGH now Juliet is begging Romeo not to kill Tybalt and he gave her back the wedding ring and said her love made him weak and I suddenly hate this again why why why. And she was already sad for Mercutio who she knew five minutes, now she’s getting much worse, she deserves better than this. Oh, Tybalt is fighting with a longsword in each hand because why fucking not, and it was decided Juliet has to witness the fight because WHY FUCKING NOT. And we’re giving the violent Montague baby brother Benvolio’s role because WHY FUCKING NOT.

- Romeo improved a bit in the post duel part, at least he seems a bit more vulnerable. He snapped at his mom and gave up his family name but that’s understandable since, again, it’s them who pushed him to kill. I may be relating to him a little because I, too, never made any fucking decision on my own and then bitch when it turns out bad

- Paris is a fucking sleezeball iwth no respect for people’s mourning, the Capulets can’t stop scheming even at the funeral and apparently beat the shit out of 2\3 of their children, and Juliet fucking forgave the guy already? The only good people left here are Friar Lawrence and the nurse. I felt really bad because she got bullied by Lady Capulet so much, and he calls Romeo out on his bullshit so well

- Okay, I warmed up to Romeo and Juliet again when they started fantastizing about four children and family Christmas dinners where everyone argues

- Ok the whole ending was actually pretty good and sad, especially all the family arguments. Alessandra was really good here. Also there was Ursula calling out Paris at Juliet’s funeral and I live for that

- OH AND THEY DID THE THING WHERE JULIET WAKES UP WHILE ROMEO DIES BECAUSE WE HATE JOY IN THIS COUNTRY and this lasts so long they have time to have a conversation and talk about peace and children and marble castles again and this took a bad turn

#romeo and juliet #romeo e giulietta #(it's a long post don't open it i have too many opinions)#okay this turned a bit entertaining in the end but still don't recommend #someone knows who started the trend of tybalt being in love with juliet so i can go back in time and kill them in the cradle?.#the only good thing to ever come out of it was the banger that is c'est le jour

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walkinsauce · 6 years

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Becoming Poly- Chapter 14: My Turn

Sorry I didn’t blog last week. Do you know how hard it is to write about polyamory under the same roof as your parents? I was scared one of them was going to pop in and ask,

“Christina, why do you need that bottle of wine in your room?”

“Paper weight.”

So, ya, I’m sure hundreds of self help books would call that an “excuse” for not writing, but trust me: it felt TOO CREEPY. You try to write about sex while your parents are in the next room watching My Three Sons. See how you feel. I would, however, like to thank all my Tumblr readers for hitting the heart button on all my blogs. Quick shout outs to:

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It’s good to know I’ve found my audience. Though I do wish you guys would put some capital letters in your names. You’re better than that.

I’ve calmed down from my boyfriend’s first “other sex” in our relationship. I’m pretty lucky that I have so many people reaching out to me, who are better versed in open relationships than I am. A particular comic friend in Florida always sums it up so well:

“Your primary is your home. These other people are the Disneylands and carnivals of the world. Fun day excursions, but you don’t want it every day.”

I think that’s my problem: Part of me would prefer to be the Disneyland. And good news for you, I’m way cheaper.

I still have a crush on the one guy I texted at O’Brien’s the day of my breakdown. I know he’s wary of the poly thing, and knowing my boyfriend, but I can’t help it. I’ve known him for years. I’ve had a crush on him for a year. I can’t help it if I’m a coward, and don’t know how to approach him. (Especially considering the circumstances.) Me sending him Snapchats that he’ll never open is enough of a rush for me.

It’s Friday night. I’m sitting at Ollo, as I often do during happy hour, wondering what I’m going to do when all the regulars go home at 8pm. It’s not a party city. We could use a Malibu’s Most Wanted reboot out here. But with the tiny bit of confidence I get from deep fried zucchini sticks and house wine, I decide to text my crush:

“Do you ever open Snapchat anymore, or am I sending things to an archive…?”

(With a smirky face emoji, obvi.)

He writes back minutes later.

“Hahahaha! I just watched the snaps! They made me laugh!”

It was at least a month’s worth of events, even capturing his own roommates. It must have been quite the montage.

“Thanks for sending them! I’m sorry I’m the worst. They were really funny. How long have you been sending them?”

Oh months. They’re my favorite seed I’ve ever planted.

“You might have just gotten something from me.”

I open Snapchat and see his name light up in full arrowed purple. I’m ridiculously excited for a girl my age. I’m starting to tune out the old man beside me bragging about how he gave Rosie O’Donnell her big break. That’s how you can tell I keep it real in this town- I’d much rather chase romance than my own career. (GOOD MOVE, EH?)

He writes again:

“I just finished a show in Hermosa Beach and I got to watch a lady heckle another comedian by saying, “we’re never going to be friends.”

Wow. The edginess of Hermosa Beach hecklers. What’s next? No tip? Shocking. I’m walking home, past people sleeping in their cars. At least my career is going better than theirs. But it’s a good reminder there’s no parking restrictions on PCH. Man, if any road needs some street cleaning…

It takes us another 18 texts to finally figure out we should meet up, but when he writes,

“I’d be down to meet up somewhere!”

I’m immediately wet. (It happens fast at my age.) He suggests the exact two bars in Santa Monica I was going to suggest. Power of the Leo and Sagittarius. (I probs just lost nine readers by referencing astrology.)

I get to Rick’s on Main Street slightly before him. I don’t have my real glasses on me, cuz I’ve been wearing my prescription sunglasses all day. Didn’t expect to be out past sunset, cuz that’s Malibu “night life.” So I’m going to be mildly blind all night. People always tell me,

“You should get laser eye surgery.”

Why the fuck would I do that? My glasses cover at least a dozen lines on my face. I’m thinking about getting a new pair, with thicker rims. I’m growing out bangs next. The date will be fine as long as I don’t send him into the kitchen when he asks where the bathroom is.

Now here’s the grey area…

Do I tell my bf right now that I’m going to meet this crush? I don’t know anything is going to happen. There’s a good chance we will just be two (ASTROLOGICAL PERFECT MATCHES) drinking buddies in a bar. Two comics, talking shop. Do we really need to set off the alarm before there’s a fire? As per my communication skills, I think def not. Like this blog, I will leave it till the last minute. (Typed at 3:13am, 4:45am after proofreading.)

I’m pretty sure I look like shit, but the good thing about somebody knowing me through comedy, is they always see me looking like shit. I’ve never been super comfortable looking “good” on stage. Maybe this comes from starting stand up 19 years ago, and always fearing women wouldn’t like me if I looked pretty. Most of the women in a comedy club are on dates, and I would literally get glares as they gripped their men. So early in my career, I started to wear hoodies on stage, and cover as much skin as possible. It was my passive aggressive way of saying,

“Don’t look at me. Listen to me.”

(Also, “I’m not here to steal your boyfriend. I’m here to make forty bucks.”)

This is another reason I love the rise of feminism: I pray it means the death of catty-ism. (An energy I sadly grew up with.)

So ya, back to the poly stuff: I’m on an impromptu date with my crush, my bf doesn’t really know, I look like shit, but can’t see that cuz I left my glasses at home. He walks in the bar and I’m almost in shock that we’re together. I think it’s been months since we’ve been in the same room together. And since when did I start going after things I want…?

I’m shockingly comfortable around him. That’s a plus about bonding with someone while you’re in a relationship. You don’t try as hard to sell yourself as when you’re single. You’re just you, and if they don’t like it, who cares? (I admire people who are like this all the time.)

He suggests we go to Chez Jay next. Ooooooooh, I love a new bar. Never been. So excited. Even more excited that he’s ditched his car, and will get it in the morning. I love a man who drinks responsibly. (Is this how I book a MADD commercial, or do I still need to have babies?)

Chez Jay is great. I like having bars like this on my radar. The conversation is going steady, tho I’m praying my primary and polyamory doesn’t come up. I just want to enjoy this night, as it is. The same way I did as a single person. I really don’t want to dive into the politics of it all. I think I’m more terrified that talking about it will scare him away…

When Chez Jay closes, he asks me if I wanna come over for some porch beers.

Yup. You know I do.

Again… is this the moment I text my bf and let him know I’m going over to a guy’s house? I mean technically, there’s a good chance nothing will happen. Seems too soon to ring the alarm. And if there’s one expression comedians know, it’s “too soon.”

He gets us an Uber/Lyft, whichever- most cars in town have both stickers. When we get to his house, I hit the bathroom. Every girl’s most investigative move in a dude’s house. Is his hand towel also his bath towel? Is this a one towel wonder situation? Does he own toilet paper? I don’t make it that far, because I’ve sprayed surprise period all over my undies. (If those Tumblr names didn’t scare you away, this surely will, eh?)

I search the cupboards for anything remotely handy in this moment. There’s nothing. Maybe I should hit the kitchen, and look for coffee filters. Those should work, right?

Nah, I’ll just do the ol’ “tie toilet paper around my underwear” move. It’s the move you do when you first get your period, in case you don’t know. (I FEEL SO YOUNG AGAIN! MAYBE I DON’T NEED BANGS!)

Porch beers are the best. I’m a fan of his roommates. We’re all having a great time, but then…

Something more unexpected than my bloody kitty happens. This beautiful, young blonde chick walks up to the porch.

“Hey, I live across the street. All my friends went to sleep, so I thought I’d come introduce myself.”

Holy. Mother. Trucker. It’s 3:00am. This isn’t the moment I was expecting competition…

But here we are.

The guys grab her a beer. Now again, I am not into “catty-ism.” BUT- I am a share holder of “insecurity-ism.” And if I were any one of these guys on this porch, I would def hit on this chick instead of me. She’s legit extremely cool. There’s a part of me that wonders if this is fate’s little way of saying,

You’re not ready to pop your poly cherry yet.

I never rang the alarm. I can still get out of this… innocently?

Either way, I think she might be might be my personal savior (another word I spell wrong cuz I’m Canadian and think there’s a “u” in it.)

“Do you have a tampon?”

“Of course! Come on over!”

She takes me over to her apartment, and literally gives me all her pads cuz she doesn’t use them. Bonus. My favourite sleep aid. I fucking love this girl.

We head back over to the boys, and I know I’m drunk, bleeding and tired. I ask my crush if there’s a place I can crash. He escorts me to his roommate’s room, and tucks me in. (Don’t worry- the roommate wasn’t there. That would have been the real poly, eh?)

As I fall asleep, like a loser at a slumber party who goes to bed first, I can’t help but think,

“He’s a great guy. She’s a great girl. If they hook up, I’m fine with it.”

PRACTICE COMPERSION! Why is compersion so much easier when you’re not dating someone? I fall asleep/pass out- which ever you like to believe at this hour. In the morning, I wake up in a super funny comedian’s bed. Alone. I make the bed, as a sure fire way to say “a chick was here” and text my crush.

“Oh I wanna say bye, but I don’t know what room is yours.”

I can’t just knock on random doors… Plus he might not be alone. I def don’t want to interrupt kinky times with the pad donor. All of a sudden, one of the roommates pops out of his room. I ask him which room is _______’s and he shows me. In this moment, I know I’m risking becoming a piece of gossip my boyfriend might hear…

And not through me…

I lightly knock on the door. When I hear a groggy “come in” I open the door.

There’s NO hot, cool, tampon savior chick in his bed. He’s just sleeping, post drinking style, alone.

“Oh, I just wanted to say goodbye…”

And then, without saying another word, I crawl into bed with him.

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nickireadstfc · 7 years

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The Foxhole Court, Chapter 3 - Ball Is Life

In which things get progressively gayer, Neil has a boner over Orange Sportsball, Andrew’s Serious Issues™ continue and youth alcoholism has never looked this good.

Sounds good? Then it’s time for Nicki to read The Foxhole Court.

Neil spotted the Foxhole Court long before they made it onto the stadium parking lot. Built to seat sixty-five thousand fans, it’d been placed on the outskirts on campus.

SIXTY-FIVE THOUSAND WHAT. To put this into perspective, the three biggest stadiums currently used in American lacrosse seat 30,000 (Harvard Stadium, Boston Cannons/Harvard Crimson), 34,000 (Navy-Marine Corps Memorial Stadium, Chesapeake Bayhawks) and 70,000 (Sports Authority Field at Mile High, Denver Outlaws).

It should look something like this (the Hard Rock Stadium in Miami, used in football, seating exactly 65,000):

And that’s the seating capacity for a shitty Exy team.

What the fuck. I’m beginning to realise that this sport may be bigger than I initially thought.

Neil went up to the fence and stared through it at the outer grounds. (…) It made every hair on his body stand on end, and his heartbeat echoing in his ears sounded like an Exy ball rebounding off a court wall.

This is some Oliver Wood type of sportsball obsession, holy shit. Calm down, hombre.

(Will I make a Harry Potter reference every single chapter? Probably.)

And now, things get good:

“What’d your girlfriend get you [for your birthday]?”

Neil looked at him. “What?”

“Come on, cute face like yours has to have a girlfriend.”

Okay, first I freaked out over this because he’s canonically cute omg this is the best th-

And then this happens.

“Unless you swing my way, of course, in which case please tell me now and save me the trouble of having to figure it out.”

NICKY I LOVE YOU. YOUR ASS HAS JUST BEEN INSTANTLY PROMOTED TO SECOND FAVE.

Canon gay people!! I expected this but still!! This is chapter three and we’ve already got canon gay people!!

Am I biased because of my own queerness? Totally. Ya girl loves herself some good representation.

But hold on, my friends! This masterpiece of a scene isn’t done yet!

Neil stared at him, wondering how Nicky could care about such things when the stadium was right there.

I am HOWLING. This may be the best sentence in this entire chapter.

BALL IS LIFE. BALL IS LOVE.

Neil has priorities, you guys.

“I don’t swing either way,” Neil said. “Let’s go in.”

“Bullshit,” Nicky said.

“I don’t,” Neil said, and impatience put an edge in his voice. It wasn’t quite the truth, but it was close enough.

Spoiler alert: He’s demisexual, tumblr (and certain demisexual friends) have told me this as I got it wrong in my powerpoint slideshow post. Sorry about that.

S/o to all my demisexual peeps, and s/o to Nora Sakavic for representation beyond the usual. ❤

The majority of the pictures looked like they’d been taken by one of the Foxes themselves. These were scattered anywhere they could fit and held up by tape.

Where is the Foxes’ snapchat I need to see it.

Nicky probably uses the Fox filter all the time. Andrew probably hits him for it.

Exy was a co-ed sport, but few colleges wanted women in their lines. According to Fox lore, Palmetto State refused to approve any of the women Wymack asked for his first year.

*effie trinket voice* That is MISOGYNY!

Nicky tapped the faces in the closest photograph. “Dan, Renee and Allison. Dan’s good people, but she’ll work you to the bone. Allison’s a catty bitch you should avoid at all costs. Renee’s a sweetheart. Be nice to her.”

Yet another quote I fucking knew by heart before even starting the books. Y’all really aren’t very creative in finding captions for your grunge-y pastel moodboards.

Also, if Renee is such a sweet soft angel (which is pointed out again later, so I believe it), the fuck is she doing with the Foxes? Has she killed a man with kindness? Am intrigued. When do we meet this murderous snowflake.

Next up, they enter the actual stadium and Neil proceeds to have the Biggest Sports Boner Ever over the court.

I can’t quote here because this description goes on for two pages, but I would like to point out that this is one of the most well-written passages of the book so far. I had the scene play in my head like a film, lights flooding the stadium, Neil imagining what it would look like flooded with people caught up in thrill of a game, his longing to play this court even if it will cost him his freedom. Chapeau, Miss Sakavic.

Also damn. And they said Kevin is the obsessed one.

(Cue generic “enemies discover they have more in common than initially thought and overcome their differences by playing sports together and become close friends” trope.)

(I apologize for calling this generic. I love it.)

“Satellites can pick these [windbreakers] up in outer space,” [Neil] said.

Nicky laughed at that. “Dan commissioned them her first year here. She said she was tired of everyone trying to look past us.”

Nicky laughs, my skin is cleared, my crops are growing and an angel gets his wings.

Also I will present this Dan with the Best Captain Ever Award instantly when we meet her.

“You know we donate a portion of our ticket sales to charity? Our tickets cost a little more than anyone else’s because of that. Renee’s idea. Told you she’s pure gold.”

WE HAVE FOUND THE SECOND HUFFLEPUFF THIS IS NOT A DRILL. RENEE LET ME LOVE YOU.

And now it’s Orange Sportsball time!

“Is Kevin not going to play today?”

Nicky looked surprised that he’d ask. “Kevin only tolerates our court under two conditions: Alone, or with Andrew on it.”

Ah yes, thank you for reminding me, I had momentarily forgotten what level of EXTRA Kevin is on.

“Thank you,” Neil said belatedly.

“Huh? Oh no. Don’t worry about it. You can make it up to me some other time when the others aren’t around.”

“Can you try and get ass when I’m not standing right here?” Aaron asked.

I thank our otherworldly overlords every day for the comedic gay blessing that is Nicky Hemmings.

“If you take German as your elective here, just let me know and I’ll tutor you. I’m good with my tongue.”

For fuck’s sake, keep it in your goddamned pants.

Or, as Germans would say: Jetzt ist nicht der richtige Zeitpunkt, den Lörres reinzuhämmern, mein Freund. #erstmaldlrh

Also, is this Erik guy for real? He sounds p irrelevant. 10 bucks says they’re gonna break up.

They play a beautiful game of Orange Sportsball, Neil gets a glimpse of happiness (yay), and on their way out they are greeted by Kevin being Mad and Extra.

Kevin got right in his face and tangled his fingers through the netting on Neil’s racquet. (…)

“Forget the stadium. Forget the Foxes and your useless high school team and your family. See it the only way it really matters, where Exy is the only road to take. What do you see?”

[bla bla long sequence in which Neil ponders on the fact that Exy is Everything™]

“You,” Neil said at last.

“Tell me I can have your game.”

It wouldn’t do them any good, but Neil wasn’t going to get into that. “Take it.”

“Neil understands,” Kevin said.

*”enemies discover they have more in common than initially thought and overcome their differences by playing sports together and become close friends” trope intensifies*

Do people ship those two? Because I can totally see that happening.

Speaking of shipping: Andrew is back!

[Andrew] scooped the whiskey up and twisted the lid off.

(…) “About time you stopped that, don’t you think? Abby’s going to beat me senseless if she realizes you’ve been drinking.”

“Doesn’t sound like my problem,” Andrew said with a brilliant smile.

Daamn Andrew, back at it again with the youth alcoholism!

I’m not kidding though, manic Andrew scares me so much more than soulless Andrew did. I want my murder son back, not this fake-cheery, Joker rip-off version.

I’m temporarily comforted as we are reminded that Wymack is, in fact, the Best Person Ever:

“Showers aren’t communal here. Coach put in stalls when he built the stadium. The board wouldn’t pay for it – they didn’t see the point – so it came out of Coach’s own pocket.”

LET ME LOVE YOU, YOU WONDERFUL HUMAN BEING.

Andrew makes fun of Neil for wanting to shower in privacy and for having a beat up body, Neil freaks out, yadda yadda, go die in a fire, you manic asshole.

Also, I know this isn’t what’s meant here, but I’m really liking the idea of trans!Neil. Scars on his torso? Always showers in privacy? Changed his identity and his name? Just saying.

They then drive over to Abby’s house, who also immediately claims a place in my too-big heart:

“David? Shut up and make sure the vegetables aren’t boiling over. Kevin, check the bread. It’s in the oven. Nicky, table. Aaron, help him. Andrew Joseph Minyard, that better not be what I think it is.”

What. A. Mom.

For the record: I’m chipping in with Nicky’s betting pot as well. Those two have skipped long past the boning zone, straight into actual married couple land.

Everyone gathers round and eats some lasagna like the wonderful dysfunctional family that they are. Yay. Now I want some lasagna.

(Note to self: Do not read before dinner.)

Then, Neil is taken to his new home by Coach Wymack, and Nora Sakavic gets childhood abuse trauma spot on once again:

Getting in the car alone with [Wymack] was the hardest thing Neil had done all day. Andrew was crazy, but Neil had an ingrained distrust of men old enough to be his father. He spent the entire ride frozen and silent in the passenger seat.

Kudos.

However, of course, Wymack is totally undeserving of distrust as he is the Best Person Ever, Coach of Champions, Owner of My Heart.

“Use what you need, and take what you want from the kitchen. It’ll piss me off more if you act like a skittish stray cat than it will if you eat the last bowl of cereal.”

Happy sigh.

Nicki out.

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These days, depressed.

At home in a daze.

Occasionally, in the circle of friends, I heard two noises...

Just finished, old Song calls: Dong, up the mountain, I send you a

position.

Do not want to go, but also refused to embarrassed, he is a person can not

let people refuse, if I find reasons to reject this time, there will be no

more next time.

After a few minutes, I sent a few photos on WeChat. The scenery was

beautiful and good. They set up a pressure cooker and prepared lamb for

cooking.

Ok.

I put on a jersey, got a helmet and set off.

Oil alarm.

I went to the Xihuan gas station. I didn't give it. Why didn't I add a

license? What are the rules? Soft rub hard bubble, to add.

Song Song also called: Dong, you buy disposable chopsticks and paper cups,

forget to bring.

I asked, do you still need something else?

He said, buy napkins again.

I said, what about bowls?

He said the bowl was taken.

I ran back to the city and went to the market to set up these things. I

went to buy some small cold dishes and bought two bottles of old white dry

goods. Although I might not drink, I would pretend to be ready to drink.

Uphill.

They are four people and they are truly the four corners of iron.

Lao Song is the education system. He once worked as a leader. He is

considered to be the big brother in the circle of four, and there is also

Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang is a health system and engages in urinary tract. The other two

are female.

These two women, one of whom is a professional friend, is a relatively

senior person who is mixed in the circle. He also has formal work. He also

looks like a sesame official.

He has a rumors affair and can drink. He drinks almost with Ping Lao and

Lao Zhang. There is no problem with a catty of white wine. She belongs to

that kind of arrogant and superior feeling.

She does not seem to be blinding to me. There is no intersection. Riding a

MINI car, Honda Little Monkey, I do not like her. People are worried all

day long.

Lao Song and Lao Zhang are riding off-road vehicles, very cheap, 150 Honda

trenches, they do not like to follow the large forces riding, but

occasionally small-scale gathering, the mountain picnic and the like, a

radius of 100 kilometers is almost a few of them One went all the way, and

I went to Du Shenzhong some time ago.

Another woman?

She is riding a curved beam car, very rare models, Benelli RFS150, the car

is not expensive, a few thousand dollars, but the models are very

beautiful, the sound is not bad, do not know who recommended to her, her

surname is Meng, do Property company, sick.

Is really sick, nephritis.

It can be seen from the face that it is obviously older than her peers.

She is a patient of Lao Zhang. I have written before that the relationship

between the patient and the doctor is very subtle, especially if it is a

chronic disease that becomes mentally dependent and over time. He was

infected by Lao Zhang and became a friend of Moses.

However, the relationship should be very pure, because people who have had

such a disease are very weak and unable to stimulate men's desire.

Meng sister divorced because of illness?

I haven’t talked about specifics, only I’ve been single for years.

From there, I had the best relationship with Lao Song, followed by Meng

Jie. Before I met with Meng Jie, I had a friend who wanted to enter the

community to do activities. I needed to get the consent of the property

company.

I helped to say hello. give face.

We three landlords landlords.

I am landlord is very powerful, not that I play well, but my tactics are

good, my principle is not absolutely sure not to call the landlord, which

is conservative tactics, won not much, can not lose much.

5 chopsticks per person are counted as chips.

Naturally, I am definitely the first to pass 10 chopsticks.

Old Song asked, Dong, hadn’t the real estate recently?

I said, no, I recently looked like depressed. The pace was chaotic. The

investing did not invest, and the chaotic investment should not be

invested.

I missed two houses and said less than 100,000.

He asked, did you still lose?

I said, did not earn or lose it? ! The most pity is that I fancy a house

with a hospital. I hesitated because this is a high-level, high-level

hospital with some tasteless, and the yard counts an area equal to a

premium of 100,000 yuan.

I took the key for half a month. In the process of my hesitation, I was

sold by a real estate agent, and I also increased the price by 100,000. I

regret to be indifferent.

He said that the house opposite my house was not sold in five or six years

and was recently bought.

I said that chasing and selling is the nature of retail investors.

He asked, did you share the locomotive restaurant?

I said, entered, 10,000.

He said the renovation was stopped.

I said, I heard it, but I could not afford to lose it. At that time, the X

boss said, earning dividends and paying me 10,000, because I belong to an

abnormal population and he will not offend me. I It is a big horn.

He asked if you have considered one point, that is, some people may feel

that you have been pulled into the water?

I said that everybody has to be responsible for their own investment, and

I started to express my opinion at the beginning.

I mean the restaurant is very difficult to do, especially the theme

restaurant. I have 10,000 yuan out of purely spiritual support. No

investment, no hope, or a lively mindset.

He said that others may not think so.

I said, Song brother, did you vote?

He said, no, in five people, you voted with Xiaomeng.

I said that Ms. Meng belongs to Lei Feng. She is involved in all of her

projects.

Meng sister laughed while burning fire: Xiao Dong laughed at me again.

I said that it was true. Who did you invest in strawberry greenhouses?

Light in the rider, you voted less to say 100,000, right? Did you come

back one point?

She said that more than 100,000 will be changed later.

I said that Ms. Meng’s face is too good and she can't bear to reject

others. The key is to have money.

She said, I have money? One hundred and eighty thousand dollars a year.

I said it is also rich!

Lao Song said, you see, rational people have no investment, then it is not

understandable that investment is irrational? When you first invested,

everyone thought that it was okay with you, but when the real investment

failed, you would be the target because you had played a supporting role.

If you got 10,000 again, and someone else got 5,000, Do you think they

will not attack you?

I said that they will not be adults.

Lao Song turned to ask Meng sister: Xiaomeng, if you get back 5000, Dong

got back 10,000, are you angry?

Meng sister said, certainly angry!

I said that I was aware of this beforehand because of the consequences. At

the beginning, the X boss proposed to do a locomotive restaurant that

wanted to engage in such a private club and did not count on profit.

It was a place where a group of people gathered together for dinner. The

food was well done and everyone could do it.

My own restaurant to entertain customers, the original intention is no

problem, and is to do a capital project centered on this restaurant,

somewhat similar to crowdfunding, not a lot of business friends in the car

do? Everyone needs funds.

If it is necessary to get 3 points of monthly interest for the funds in

the market, then the club’s funds will be used by him. It may be only 2

points.

If this money is not used, it will be put in the X company first. He gives

2 points of interest, which means that the annual interest rate of the

fund can reach 20%, which is very impressive. Moreover, the margin and

joint guarantee policies are set.

Theoretically, there is no problem. Why did the project stop? In the

project demonstration process, X boss bored and felt that this group of

investors was not what he wanted, so my intuition was that he would not

quit 5000 for everyone and would definitely return 10,000.

Because there is a slight disagreement on this matter, everyone will not

continue to explore it.

The X boss is a very loving person. His original intention in doing this

was actually a feeling of charity.

He wanted to help the backward brothers and sisters, but he was

misinterpreted and he first looked for me when he decided to stop the

renovation. Mean to want to retreat 11,000/person.

I mean, you don't need to retreat so much. Retiring 10,000 is already very

good. After all, you have lost money.

Similar games are common in some training classes. A private foundation is

established. On a small scale, the classmates put in the appropriate

amount of money and put it in.

Then they set up an investment club. The core members are jointly elected

and they want to classmates. Their comprehensive assessment of the

strength, and then put the funds into the students' company.

Will not run single?

The probability is relatively small, minimal, because the high cost of

training itself is a threshold, the business is doing very good, everyone

is also very concerned about betrayal weight, this weight is stinking in

the circle, they are more concerned about this reputation , and there will

be an evaluation system.

Why am I more familiar with this?

Our Lhasa teammates have a similar small fund, which has been operating

very well for so many years.

This model is actually a big helper, a big love model, and what people are

the money going to? That is, people may not even need a loan. That's not.

You must use it. You are benefiting your brothers and sisters.

As if I had put a small fund in the company of Zhai Chan, I clearly told

him that I would make 200,000 shares and give me 400,000 by the end of the

year. He also promised.

Is there a probability of running a single?

no.

All are similar games, but such games are only suitable for northerners,

that is, the face is greater than the day, not a systemic risk, everyone

must face.

We must avoid two types of people. One is highly leveraged, and the other

is nongovernmental finance. Niuge often speaks one sentence and does

private finance.

This model is well understood. For example, if the teachers and sisters

put the money in my hand it is one thing.

As long as I don’t have systemic risks, I’m sure there is no problem. At

least I have this heart. I insist on writing this too.

What I meant was that in case I was suddenly lost in a car accident, this

was the evidence that you asked the nephew to ask for money. My family has

at least land, houses, and cars that are sufficient to compensate you.

Similar games are only suitable for the same city, but also suitable for

small cities.

For example, in a big city like Shanghai, when one beats buttocks back to

his hometown, there is no betrayal weight, while a small city is

different.

A smell is a family, from son to Laozi.

In this kind of game, most people can't play, there must be a boss with

enough energy field to be able to speak, and X is overestimating the group

of riders...

Do we usually look for permission?

We thought that it was very accurate. In fact, they were not allowed at

all. Niu Ge also persuaded me to say a word. What about people in the end?

No cooperation can be seen.

Usually eat, drink, it is difficult to walk into one's heart, even if the

two drunk cried and cried, or even two people slept, no good.

Only by linking with money can it emerge.

In 2011, I led the team to Thailand. At that time, the male teammate went

to HAPPY. At that time, the tourism in Thailand was still crazy. Now it is

all castrated. There is no meaning.

I wait for everyone in the hotel. I am even If you want to go, you can't

go because it's bad. A female player asked me. Do you want to go to

Teacher Dong? If you want to go, I will ask you...

He was even more embarrassed, but also quite expensive. Thousands of

dollars, I declined her.

She is still a public employee working in Qingdao. Our team was disbanded

in Guangzhou. We once again took off in Qingdao.

Her husband returned us to the wind and got along well.

She asked me to buy two boxes of tea, more than 10,000 yuan, did not give

me.

I always thought she forgot.

Later, other teammates made similar feedback with me. I didn't think it

was forgotten. It was just that I could not figure it out. What was it

because? Lack of money?

Looks like there is no shortage of money, or something else? At that time,

I also sent me a bag in Thailand, a very generous sister, can not

understand.

Human nature is diverse. I think I have read numerous people, but she

still made me feel a great contrast.

Sometimes, when I was in a particularly bad mood, I went to Qingzhou to

find a teacher who would bring me stocks.

I always thought that she was as wise as Niu Ge, and that she was faint in

the city and was very low-key, with more than 3 million in revenue last

year.

She talked to me about a point: Investment is about humanity, turning

itself into a beast and following the law of the jungle. Since it is a

beast, we must position ourselves in the food chain. Whoever eats himself,

who he can eat, and who turns himself into a beast have a good, there is

no human trouble.

If you don't use emotion, you don't invest in the other person because of

your good feelings.

However, feelings can be used as a firewall.

Contradictions do not?

Not contradictory.

Why am I depressed?

It's because we violated the principle for ourselves. Because we invested

too much money in face, I thought for a minute. In the past six months,

I've thrown five or six hundred thousand into it.

That is, from the beginning, I was not completely optimistic about it, but

out of Joining the crowd, I still participated in, for example, sharing a

building with my teammates, purchasing leadership and calligraphy...

After the picnic was finished, Meng Jie was picking up the plates. The

three of them were going to the mountain to take a picture. They rode on a

motorcycle and went for a walk.

I mocked Meng sister, laughing at her throwing money. I know, she knows.

Although it is a dry property company, in fact, it is not a very

comfortable day. It is a meager profit business.

She invests so much in fact she also wants to open her eyes and wants to

invest in a big company and she basically ends up playing meat.

Why do I say so?

In fact, I hate myself.

For example, there are leaders who introduced me to buy a group of

paintings and paintings. I obviously do not need to, but he does not say

that there is potential. Can I say no?

When I purchased this batch of calligraphy and painting, I invested more

than 200,000 yuan, and I couldn’t sell it. The main reason was that I

felt embarrassed to sell it. I sold my readers with guilty feelings and

threw it in the office.

It looked uncomfortable and depressed. The key was Why should I buy it? I

don't know. Maybe it was people who took me seriously? Maybe it's really

good for me? Think about ten times the value-added space?

A few days ago, the chairman of the local Writers' Association came to the

exhibition. I showed him the paintings and paintings for him to evaluate.

He said that on the whole, it is cheaper, and calligraphy and painting

have skills.

I seem to have so little confidence again.

I bought more books like this. There may be 1/3 of the warehouses that

cannot be sold. If you think about it carefully, there is a cost of

300,000 to 400,000. Why can't I sell it?

Is the relationship book, the author can not sell a book, so be it,

understand that you buy a batch, I sign for you, I can not say it?

I am not depressed either. I feel sad.

Grievances.

It's embarrassing to want to handle inventory.

Looks sad again.

It's just like to torture yourself...

In all the projects with the teammates, they are basically losing money.

This is a psychological preparation. Because a group of people who are not

businessmen want to start a business and certainly have a dead end.

Although they are psychologically prepared, they lose money.

Uncomfortable, you want to buy a mountain bike only 10,000 yuan, I am not

willing to buy, but a loss is a few tens of thousands, but also said with

a smile, nothing, nothing, the business is to make losses.

The only thing that surprised me at the moment is the flower shop, which

is still giving us fresh weekly flowers, and the more beautiful I am, the

few days ago I was invited to dinner and gave me 10,000 yuan.

She said that each Earn 100,000 yuan to give you 10,000 yuan, be a simple

gratitude.

Investing in her money, I already took it back.

Of course, when everyone accepts investment, they actually have a

rewarding heart. However, the project is not good, and profits are not.

Finally, they gradually move toward the opposite side of the investor.

People have to face, no way.

I have done ground-investment. In all likelihood, there has been a

failure. There is a very important factor, that is, everyone lacks the

necessary awe and sense of respect for me, and even feels like a big head.

Anyway, you are not bad about this money and you lose money. Loss, it

does not matter, you do not care?

However, I can not say anything but to torture myself.

What about my online investment project? All of them have become true,

because everyone has an unequal relationship with me. It is the

relationship between the reader and the author.

The owner of the flower shop is also my reader. The relationship is

subtle, and everyone feels that they cannot live up to their

understanding.

The investment in insurance is very safe for me here. My current

investment frequency is to invest in two houses per week and 100 in one

year. Even if the rate is 10%, there are 800,000 profits.

In fact, the probability of running a single book is very low. One year or

two is actually a win-win model. What they care about may not be the

10,000 yuan I invest in them.

It is the resources I bring to promote them. Normally, they will be able

to Produce more than 10,000 yuan in profits, and will bring a lot of fans,

how many fans and their engaged in projects are also related, more likely

to add three or five thousand, less is five or six hundred.

As long as you can really bring value to others, why should you run it?

In the screening of these projects, my own harvest is also very large,

contact with all kinds of people, people who have bizarre ideas have, and

indeed there are various people, such as a reader introduced me to a small

net red, currently in London Read Dr. Wang Sicong's alumnus.

She wrote articles on snowballs. She also conducted live broadcasts. What

did she do?

Index fund is scheduled to vote.

When I saw it, wasn't that what I was doing?

She was giving me a vote for science.

I said that without science, I also do it.

Last year she made 620,000 in the stock market, with a principal of 3

million, and the parents’ principal amount...

I believe in all these things she said.

In fact, it's normal to say no to other people. If my son is now in

college and wants to trade stocks, I may also give him 500,000 start-up

capital.

Compared to the wealthy family of Kitahiro, we count as a hair? !

She is trying to get training and the charge is very cheap. I have two or

three hundred dollars for one person. I asked her why she wants to charge

a fee.

She said that I think my training is valuable.

I did not directly agree with her because she was not familiar with me.

Her fans introduced her to me. I think this is the case.

Although both of us are playing with the fund, we still have a slightly

different understanding of the fixed investment. I think the fixed vote is

not suitable for training for two reasons.

The first, fixed vote seems simple, in fact, requires first-class

perseverance, to put it plainly, need to be honored or humiliated, lost,

earned, do not change the investment strategy, such as the beast is

generally unmanned, this defeated 99% People.

Second, it will drop the price.

I think that it is better to be a net player and continue to engage in

live broadcasts and broadcast their own digital changes every day. The

longer the time, the more powerful it is...

Ordinary people's financial management results in two things, either less

or no. No matter who the teacher is, they cannot change this probability

because it is a property decision. Who will listen to the teacher at a

crucial moment?

Just now I specifically searched for the ID of this girl. She looks like

she wrote a lot of articles about stocks. Interested ones can search for:

Cute chicks, will vote.

To explain one point, I did not know her. I just recorded some of the

things I had done these days. It was not a promotion. It was also a clear

relationship.

Before that, I also thought about a live broadcast, and my data is still

very good. Even if it is so drastic recently, I'm still a victory record,

but I think it's not appropriate.

One is to provoke yourself unnecessary trouble. The second is Misleading

many people into the fixed vote, in fact, the investment is only suitable

for monks and priests, those who are pure-minded.

What is a fixed investment?

Do 100 pull-ups every day. After one year, your shoulders will be very

generous. Do you believe it?

This is a fixed investment. There is also a guy on the Internet who has

sunk 100 chin-ups per day, changes in 30 days, videos, and can search.

This is the fixed vote.

Do you accept it?

Accredited.

Can you do it?

Can't do it.

It's that simple……

In the afternoon, the right sister came from Qingdao and brought a native

Qingdao writer. There was no fame. At least I hadn't heard of it. It was

the Qingdao Writers Association.

He said that there was a new book to be listed and asked if I was willing

to sign 1,000 copies.

Since it came, I can not refuse.

Although he had just complained and repeatedly reminded himself that he

could not make similar investments, he still felt that he could not afford

to face this.

I did not agree, nor did I refuse to speak.

Chatting about literature.

The writer said, Xiaodong, I'll give you a suggestion. I think it's a pity

you're writing an article online.

You should write a book, write a long story, and leave something for the

time.

I didn't have the desire to communicate.

why?

Our understanding of the literary market is very different. I took the Mao

Dun Literary Award as an example. This is the highest award in the field

of literature. Did the books sell well?

It's too much.

We don’t know if we deal with these books all day. How many stocks are

there in the publishing house? We often ask because it involves which

version of our book is used.

Many stocks are a few years old and cannot be sold.

No one read a book.

On the contrary, I would like to advise you not to write any broken

novels. No one reads, what time is it? You have to cater to the market in

reverse, go online to find your target readers, train your hardcore fans,

instead of always feeling that you have a book, you have to explain

yourself.

That book is not worth mentioning.

What's the point?

The key is still feel like a writer?

What writer?

Throughout the ages?

Think more!

In the end, I didn't let go. I just said, think about it, because I think

that signing up to 1,000 books also kills me. The main reason is that I

can't stand the turbulence of his genius. I always feel that I have an

overbearing head. Grandpa, I All too lazy to laugh at you, really.

After talking with your right sister for a while, she was engaged in

management training.

She said that I think the small amount of investment you have made is very

interesting. Can I apply it?

I asked, is it in Qingdao?

She said yes.

I said that if you invest, you must have a magic spell. Is there any way

to control betrayal? And what can you bring for them?

You can't just look at my return on investment. You have to think about

it. I can bring value to them. I really want to promote and repeat it.

She asked, do you think there is no way to learn from this model?

I said, you need to find a public number to work with. The amount of

reading is almost as good as mine. To find fans who are loyal, then you

contract his tail ads, for example, to 500,000 each year. The surface is

that you cooperate with him.

In fact, it is all your trader. Do you understand what I mean?

She said, understand.

I said that you did what I did for him.

She said this is interesting.

I said yes, but first give people 500,000, this is a huge psychological

barrier. There is one point.

You need to use these platforms to slowly build your own circle, which is

to weaken the value of promotion in the investment process, but to

strengthen The value of a think-tank is that you promote experts in the

circle with lawyers, accounting, management, taxation, and marketing.

Promotion is only a very small part.

In fact, small investments are more interesting than large investments

because of the small investment returns. Higher, lower default rates,

private lending are also the case, the most profiteering is student loans,

only a few hundred thousand at a time, the cycle is only half a month or a

month.

She said, I think about it.

I said, you must understand that what you need may not be your 10,000

yuan, but your resources. This resource has both promotion resources,

cooperation resources, and think tank resources.

It depends on your focus. What's wrong, but you can feel awkward about

investing for a small amount of money, and you'll be asking yourself

repeatedly why you didn't have the opportunity to invest in a brand?

But you want to think so, is the brand still need you to invest? Don't

always think of tall, the more the gap, the more opportunities.

She said that I understand.

I said, try not to highlight the advantages of promotion, because this is

not your advantage, you want to obtain this advantage must buy a lot of

advertising space, so that your profits become very low and low.

She said that the role of think tanks should be highlighted.

I said that what specifically stands out is your own positioning. I am

very optimistic about this market now, but it is necessary to solve

practical problems for others.

It is not meaningful to simply do circles and the like.

Of course, if we can solve legal consultants, tax consultants, promotion

consultants, management consultants, and business consultants, charging

one or twenty thousand a year is really very cheap, because this is what

we will encounter in our daily operations.

We need a think tank. The only problem that came with the group was: Why

do people choose you? !

......... End of article .........

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The article non-Documentary entity, I do not necessarily mean me, he is

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