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Parhelion: Part 1, Page 7

Featuring Alison @sinesalvatorem as herself-in-roughly-a-century.

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Hey guys! I exist in comic form!

There are two things that are incredibly accurate about this comic:

  • In a century, I’m a space empress.
  • In a century, I’m still dropping Hamilton references.

…actually, now that you mention it, I could absolutely believe that century-old space empresses would make a habit of ancient pop-culture references, just in general. That particular reference is probably too obscure to communicate “Do not trifle with me, child. I was here long before your parents were born, and I have every intention of being here long after you are dust in the wind. You do not want to get in the way of that goal.”, but it could still serve as staying in practice for when it’s time to deal with other gerontocrats. (And there’s always personal amusement, of course.)

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#Parhelion #reply via reblog #anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #it was interesting to listen to my brain attempt to synthesise what future!Alison would sound like #when I’m just reading her posts my brain gives up and just makes something up out of the stock voices #(though it’s worth noting that the thought-voice I read Alison’s posts in is both consistent over time and different from the default voice) #(but it has a very definite American accent because I tend to have trouble using thought-voices with accents different from mine) #(I did notice that after talking to her in-person and hearing her pronounce ”can’t” in the British manner) #(my brain started attempting to integrate that particular characteristic into her associated thought-voice) #(with limited success) #(anyway as I was saying:) #my brain actually made a proper attempt this time #and it’s always interesting to feel it scrambling to construct a thought-voice according to relatively precise specifications #even if it’s almost never as successful as I’d like #tag rambles

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welp

here it is

the final damning evidence that i have no life whatsoever

lyrics at the original post here

so uh, by popular request, mp3 now downloadable here. second from the bottom

I think @davidsevera joined tumblr too late for the period where we were all reblogging this constantly (because everyone had agreed to “always reblog”) and that’s a real shame.

Anyway, let’s bring this song back for 2016.

I forgot about this masterpiece, let’s enjoy it again.

I remembered this masterpiece, but let’s enjoy it again anyway.

(Plus, this way I won’t have to dig back in my archive as far next time I feel like listening to it.)

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inquisitivefeminist asked: Rigel, Betelgeuse, Aldeberan, Casseiopeia, Wormhole

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sinesalvatorem:

Have you ever gone on a rollercoaster?

Sort of, the last time I was in the UK! It was smol and low-quality, but since there are none in my home-country, it was still #amazing to me.

What’s something you can never forget about?

Um, as in as long as I live? Well, when I was very smol, I had a special interest in insects that let me remember all sorts of minutae about them. Once my mother asked me why my memory was so bad in some areas but so good in others. I tried to explain that it was all about interestingness. The specific example I gave was “I will never, ever forget that monarch butterflies migrate between Mexico and Canada every year”.

Eleven years later, I still remember that. However, the reason I remember it is not because of the special interest (which has since faded) but because I used it to illustrate something I can always remember. And, somehow, my brain has ensured that I will stick to my word.

What’s something you care desperately about?

OK, ‘saving the world’ is suuuper cliché, but it’s kinda that? Making everything Good and Correct Forever. Smolison literally broke down crying at times at the thought that she might not save everyone and would just have to settle for saving most people.

In primary school, they once made us do a personal-development-test-thingy (I don’t remember what they called it). Three of the questions were: “What is one thing you would give to your friends?”, “What is one thing you would give to everyone in the world?”, and “What is one thing you would give to yourself?” My answers were: “I don’t have friends”, “Everlasting joy”, and “Superpowers so I can make that happen”.

Favourite book?

…Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality. *throws self in trash*

What’s something you wish would happen, but know won’t?

…Most possible answers are way too personal to put here. (Personal as in “contains other people’s info”. I am mostly an open book.) Um, I wish I had the emotional energy to support and take care of and protect a thousand people. At the moment, ten is more realistic (though I’m leveling up with time!).

Wait, let me get this straight. You wished for superpowers that would allow you to bring the world everlasting joy, and a few years later you turn up with borderline (for now! growth mindset!) mind-control abilities.

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#reply via reblog #at least it’s among the more pleasant apocalypse scenarios

Revolutionary Cooking Methods

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Mum: …And then you have to move all the stakes around in the sauce so that the flavour gets distributed evenly.

Me: What’s with this talk of “even distribution”? That’s Communism! Do you want us to get invaded again?

Mum: Yeah, yeah. Just keep turning them. Move the ones on the bottom to the top.

Me: For how long? How long must we indulge these revolutionaries?

Mum: For as long as possible. The ideal would be permanent revolution, but I think 10 minutes should suffice.

Me: *takes an icepick out of the draw and brandishes it* You take that back, you Trotskyite!

Mum: *rolls eyes*

Me: Ugh. Why do I even care if the flavour is evenly distributed?

Mum: Because you never know which piece of meat you’re going to get.

Me: ….That is the sanest argument for economic leftism I’ve heard all year.

Mum: Alison, it’s the second of January.

Me: Well, yeah. It’s just that the leftists were hung over yesterday from celebrating the long-awaited overthrow of 2015.

…one wonders why a resident of [Redacted] has an icepick, and in the event that a different object was used, what said object was.

….We have icepicks for breaking ice. Like, I know we’re poor, but did you think we didn’t have freezers?

Oh, is that how people with one freezer get rid of condensation buildup? In my family, we eat enough of the frozen food that the remainder fits into the freezer not being de-iced, turn the freezer being de-iced off, put a bunch of towels in front of the open door to catch the water, and let it melt.

(Mind you, only our secondary freezer gets significant ice buildup. The primary freezer seems immune. If we only owned the primary, freezer ice buildup wouldn’t even occur to me.)

(Owning multiple freezers is a big help for anyone aiming to be on the good end of Vimes Boot Theory (specifically the “buying food in bulk” manifestation), and I recommend it to anyone who can pull it off.)

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#reply via reblog #actually we own *three* freezers now #but we haven’t had Tertiary Freezer long enough to know if it gets ice buildup #(our friends’ new landlord foisted an old filthy freezer on them) #(and they were like ‘we’ll give it to you for free just please get rid of it it’s disgusting’) #((to be fair it *was* pretty disgusting)) #(my parents managed to clean it up and it’s pretty much fine now) #we’ve had very good fortune when it comes to freezers

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I’m Flying Back To The Caribbean Today

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Well, tonight. I leave at 22:00, then I fly to [Stay-Over Country] in the Caribbean. I’ll be stuck in the airport [Stay-Over Country] until for 4hours (until 7:50 the next day). After that, I fly home.

But, on the (literally) bright side, the sun will rise up above the airport at 6:22!

I wonder if that’s enough information to find your flight numbers…hmmm….

I had pretty much the same thought. The conclusion I came to was “Probably, but I would feel like a creep, so I’m not going to do it.”

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#figuring out people’s unrevealed personal information from their revealed information is a fun puzzle #but I don’t do nearly as much of it as I could because it feels vaguely wrong #reply via reblog

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If I suddenly drop off the face of the Internet after tomorrow, it’s probably because @sinesalvatorem kidnapped me.

(or, to use a positive phrasing:)

I’m meeting Alison tomorrow! Eeeeee *bounces with nervous excitement*

Indeed, this is probably about to happen! :D

…wait, the meeting or the kidnapping?

(You see why I’ve been trying to limit my use of relative pronouns, especially when talking to you. They can get confusing.)

The meeting, of course. I just got to Toronto and am living in someone else’s house. If I were kidnapping you, where would I even put you?

Good point.

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#no seriously that is genuinely somewhat reassuring #mine is a paranoid people #reply via reblog #eeeeee

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brin-bellway:

If I suddenly drop off the face of the Internet after tomorrow, it’s probably because @sinesalvatorem kidnapped me.

(or, to use a positive phrasing:)

I’m meeting Alison tomorrow! Eeeeee *bounces with nervous excitement*

Indeed, this is probably about to happen! :D

…wait, the meeting or the kidnapping?

(You see why I’ve been trying to limit my use of relative pronouns, especially when talking to you. They can get confusing.)

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I’m Sick

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sinesalvatorem:

I probably have the cold now. Ugh. This sucks. Damn Canada with it’s inhuman temperatures and its long-as-fuck commutes that expose me to said temperature.

When I’m sick* I forget how hunger and it doesn’t even occur to me to eat food. So I just had breakfast at quarter to four. Why am I so non-functional argh.

(*Ever since I had the Evil Mosquito Illness. Before that, my response to illness was to eat more. This change is probably part of the reason why I still haven’t put back on all the weight I lost to that disease. It has been almost two year and I’ve only regained ten pounds fuck.)

I got sick all the time when I was new to Canada too. I think it’s because the microbial milieu is different here than back home, with a different set of commonly-encountered cold variants. You have to catch up.

(also, :( )

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