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Soooo I’m out of an apartment.

My roommate was absolutely terrible and I left, thinking I could get another place to stay pretty easily given that I keep seeing other people manage it on short notice like it’s nothing to New Yorkers.

I have a hotel for tonight, someone else offering me a place to crash for the next couple days, and if need be I can go visit surskitty again this weekend, but past that I have no idea what’s going to happen.

Part of me is absolutely fucking horrified that I’ve done this but on the other hand staying where I was was really not good for my mental health.  I just really really fucking hope this works out agh.

I took Haley to Central Park the other day and he took a selfie.

I took Haley to Central Park the other day and he took a selfie.

Why what you do doesn’t seem important, but actually is

mars-maggie:

When I was in college, I had a wonderful mentor/professor who helped me learn lessons that keep being relevant as I go through life—which, if you ask me, is the tell-tale sign that he was a great professor.

One of those lessons was that it could be almost impossible to establish self-worth, and to recognize self-acheivement. After we’ve learned how to do something—ANYTHING—really well, it seems almost like second nature for us to do it. Even if we’re producing quality work, we look at it and think ‘well, sure this turned out well but anyone out there could have done it if they put the time in.’ We forget that WE are the ones that put the time in to learn the skill, and that WE are the ones who now have something special for it.

Here’s an example:

This professor told me about a time when he was at a conference giving a talk. After he was done with his seminar (which was probably about something awesome like chaotic oscillators) he went on to listen to other professors and industry professionals give their talks. There was one he was sitting on, thinking to himself ‘WOW this guy is cool. Here he is building a genetic search engine (or some other incredible topic) while I’m just dorking around with chaotic oscillators.’ but then, after the talk, my professor went up to him. He wanted to tell him how neat he found the subject and the guys research… And when he got up there, the guy went ‘OH WOW you are that professor with the chaotic oscillators! I saw your seminar and I was so excited by it! You’re really doing something incredible while I’m just dorking around with genetic search engines.’ And thats when my professor realized that JUST BECAUSE THINGS SEEM COMMON TO US DOESN’T MEAN THAT THEY ARE COMMON. Our skills, our lessons, and our experiences are unique to each of us, we just are looking at them through the fogged glass of ‘been there, done that.’ Others won’t be looking at them through that same glass.

If you ever see artwork and say ‘wow I wish mine was that good,’ or read a story and say ‘gee I wish that I could write like that,’ you have to also remember that there is probably someone out there saying the same exact thing about your work to themselves. It might even be the exact same person who you’re envying.

Please never forget that your experiences have made your own work into something valuable. YOU have put the time into it. YOU have something unique. YOU have something that it would take somebody else at least as long to duplicate, and it would still never come out the same way that you do it.

We fixate so often on comparing ourselves to other people, but we judge ourselves the most unfairly. We look at what they have, and we fret about what we don’t have, and we forget that we aren’t defined by what we don’t have.

Your work is important, and it is only going to get more important from here.

I think this is a fitting time to bring this back because this is exactly what just happened.

(and of course I use my superpowers solely to hack Pokémon games.)

ok for context:

kaomado is a thing I wrote a couple years ago to rip the face sprites from Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Sky.  It was really fucking hard because they were stored using some really wonky compression, and I had to figure out how it worked with no instructions, just by looking at the compressed data and trying to guess how it worked.  Literally, just staring at a screen full of numbers until patterns started to emerge.

I do a lot of this sort of thing.  It’s some total fake ’90s hacker movie shit except it’s totally real, and I tend to forget how impressive it is to anyone else.

Remember the neuroscience/AI dude I was in total awe of a few weeks ago?  He looked at kaomado and went like “Oh, so you do some, like, crazy bitwise reverse-engineering shit, huh?  That’s really impressive.”

[dies]

(Or maybe it’s just me but.  You know those posts that float around every so often where a twenty-something gets another twenty-something a card that says something like “Look who’s 2”?  Well, if you got me this Halloween princess card I’m pretty sure I’d never stop laughing.)

I’m pretty sure this card will resonate with at least one or two of you.  A kitten in a glittery purple cape and tiara (the glittery parts are done with ACTUAL GLITTER) and garish purple-on-orange text saying “Happy Halloween, Princess!  Here’s a magical wish just for you…”

iirc the inside said “May you have an enchanting Halloween”, or something along those lines.  I only took the one photo.

I’m pretty sure this card will resonate with at least one or two of you.  A kitten in a glittery purple cape and tiara (the glittery parts are done with ACTUAL GLITTER) and garish purple-on-orange text saying “Happy Halloween, Princess!  Here’s a magical wish just for you…”

iirc the inside said “May you have an enchanting Halloween”, or something along those lines.  I only took the one photo.

A couple of you asked what kinds of tattoos I plan on getting and I have no idea. Something elaborate and artsy and animal-related like the one I reblogged sounds pretty plausible I guess but this is like. Years down the road.

hohokev:


Beh👅

hohokev:

Beh👅

floozys:

this is so specific i love it 

floozys:

this is so specific i love it 

Someday, someday, I will have gorgeous tattoos of my own

nomicheese:

When the fox hears the rabbit cry, she comes running but not to help. … Work in progress on a tough as nails lady. Sat like a rock.

nomicheese:

When the fox hears the rabbit cry, she comes running but not to help. … Work in progress on a tough as nails lady. Sat like a rock.

hisui-hyena:

Yes

Yes indeed!