foxes-in-love:

ALT

starfieldcanvas:

only-tiktoks:

Study finds bio-based cellulose acetate plastic used in consumer goods disintegrates in ocean much faster than assumed

Cellulose diacetate (CDA), a bio-based plastic widely used in consumer goods, disintegrates, and degrades in the ocean far quicker than prev

Woods Hole Oceanographic Institution

(In case it’s unclear, disintegrating quickly in the ocean is a good thing!)

celtic-catgirl:

“Whenever if ever you’re good and ready! This is a very personal decision don’t let the hype around pride month pressure you either way!”

fenixfoxtrot510:

transmechanicus:

poolboyvmprmansion:

transmechanicus:

6 hour workday maximum i’m not kidding, if it can’t be done in that timeframe it doesn’t need doing.

this doesn’t apply to jobs like childcare

If i worked in childcare and my 6 hours were up i would start putting babies in ziploc bags and shipping them to Turkmenistan listed as endangered fruits and vegetables

That’s why you hire multiple shifts. 6 hours up? Well 1st shift gets to go home because the 2nd shift takes over.

It’s not that fucking complicated. Hire more people.

todaysbird:

todaysbird:

“dont put celebrities on a pedestal” what do you suggest I do with HIM then.

i apologize. you are right. i do not want to hurt celebrities’ feet

anexperimentallife:

anexperimentallife:

Off with ye, then, and do so!
(And also should’st thou some water imbibe.)

And thine evening medications, as well?

Hast thou taken them? If not, and if it be at or past the time for thy medicines, I urge thee to take them in a timely manner, as well.

headspace-hotel:

official-megumin:

amingethia:

amingethia:

elliotjonesss:

arabella-ardor:

innithotel:

x

The amount of times I’ve asked a customer if they want a points number after they just gave me their points number.

I would like to add that I IDed a 38 year old man once

luckily I am safe from these situations because I am a neet

thefortressofsqualitude:

animeengineer:

rednines:

negativefeedback-teen:

Pepsi paid a million dollars for these slides

Designer wanted to be an astronomer but got railroaded into marketing to pay the bills, looks like.

This isn’t even a NEW logo, this is literally the logo they had in the 80s.

catchymemes:

jackhawksmoor:

rimonoroni:

siderealscribblings:

you’re twelve years old and you break your father’s hand when he hi-fives you. the first thing you learn is that the smallest slip up can hurt the people you love. your (foster) father smiles and says it’s okay (it’s not). 

your parents are not your parents. the idyllic farming community that raised you is not your home. you’re a You-Don’t-Know-What from You-Don’t-Know-Where. all you know for sure is that you’re not human. 

so you can fly. so you can run fast. so you can lift cars. so what? why do you even have this power? what should you even do with it? 

your father said do what’s right, so that’s what you do. 

you stop a robbery. the man’s knife shatters against your skin and you see the same fear in his eyes that you saw in your father’s when you were twelve. you catch a falling child before it can hit the water. his mother looks at you like you’re a god. 

they love you, even though they don’t know you. the most powerful man in the world hates you because they love you. 

you wanted to write when you were younger. you wanted to tell stories that needed to be told. you never wanted to star in them. you never wanted super-geniuses and demi-goddesses looking to you for advice; like you have any idea how to handle threats to reality itself. you’re just a kid from smallville who’s trying to do the best he can with what he’s given. 

you try and get back to the farm as much as you can. it feels normal being back among the open wheat; where everyone smiles because you’re that nice Kent boy. 

when you were younger, you pretended to fly, hands out to your sides and running through the tall grass by the river. it doesn’t look as beautiful from on high; the details get lost and the colors of your hometown blur together from a mile above ground. 

the problem with flying is that it puts you so far above people you care about

“oh but Superman is such a boring c-“ shut up shut up shut up forever.

One of the keys to Bruce and Clark’s friendship is Bruce going ‘powers shmowers you think your godlike strength makes you infallible and above people? You’re just some dude in a cape. Who’s an idiot.’

Clark: Oh thank God. This guy gets it.

Bruce *expecting arrogance*: wait what

Clark: yesterday I accidentally locked myself out of my apartment in my underwear trying to get the mail and I forgot I could just break the door open. I stood there for an hour waiting for the locksmith to open before I remembered.

Bruce:….

Clark: I’M AN IDIOT OK, I’m just a guy, I have no idea what I’m doing

Bruce: I hate how endearing this is. Stop making me like you

Clark: if I get my mom to make you lemon squares will you teach me how to pick a lock

Bruce: I SAID STOP