Her Own Turbulence

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safety-officer-barto:

trimcoast:

safety-officer-barto:

why does tumblr always personify introversion as a tiny cute girl who drinks tea reads books and wears sweaters like i’m a 190 pound man who hangs out in the gym and in the woods doin manly shit but people still make me nervous like damn

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my hand slipped.

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD I FUCKING LOVE THIS

(via nonsibisedsuis)

I’ve spent most of the day being irritated over getting rocked out of training for not being able to swim 25 feet in full flight gear - flight suit, steel-toed flight boots, gloves, and flight helmet - but then I remembered a statistic in a recent Red Cross poll stating that a majority of Americans don’t even possess basic swim skills, so the fact that I was able to swim even fifteen feet while wearing all of that is pretty friggen’ cool. Still not good enough to make it all the way through training, but considering the fact that up until June I was one of those statistics it’s still something to be proud of.

I’m also thankful for the love, support, and sympathy that I’ve gotten from friends that ranges from cute animal videos and Finding Nemo screencaps to comments commiserating on the suckiness of trying to swim in steel-toed boots. And you can bet your backside that if I am given a chance to do this training again, I won’t fail. Back to the pool to build up my endurance even further!

Come on, Groot, do it for the Vine.

Peter Quill after discovering the Internet. (via patrickat)

"Why would he do it for another vine? He has many vines."

 - Drax, upon hearing this conversation

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Watching Marvel Movies in My Downtime (or “Hammer-roid attack? Really?”)

I’m rewatching Iron Man 2 on FX right now and it’s made me painfully aware of a few things. One, I spend a lot of time watching Marvel movies in my off time. (Not that I see anything wrong with that, though.) Two, as much as I might like to think that I have many similarities with Black Widow, I find myself more like movie-verse Peter Quill - not 100 percent a dick, only possessing a fraction of a plan at best, part of a team of misfits and miscreants, and constantly trying to convince said miscreants and misfits not to fight in my ship. Or, as it were, my cubicle.

I’m also reminded that one generally should not question movie science, especially not Marvel movie science and especially, certainly not Iron Man movie science. While I’d like to think that Ivan Vanko would have put some hella strong insulation in the Whiplash armored suit (I really don’t care enough to look up the actual name of the thing), the scene of him fighting Rhodey and Tony in the park and standing in the water with all of that electricity… just makes me twitch, kinda.

And now the Wolverine Origins movie is on. Yippie for more Marvel science and Hugh Jackman’s naked backside.

braintrash83:

7/21/1951 - 8/11/2014
"Yes, I wear foundation. Yes, I live with a man. Yes, I’m a middle-aged fag. But I know who I am, Val. It took me twenty years to get here, and I’m not gonna let some idiot senator destroy that. Fuck the senator, I don’t give a damn what he thinks."

braintrash83:

7/21/1951 - 8/11/2014

"Yes, I wear foundation. Yes, I live with a man. Yes, I’m a middle-aged fag. But I know who I am, Val. It took me twenty years to get here, and I’m not gonna let some idiot senator destroy that. Fuck the senator, I don’t give a damn what he thinks."

(via lucky-fallen-angel)

One of the more valuable (yet hard to learn) lessons that I’ve picked up on over the past few years is that even though things won’t always go your way, how you deal with it will make a big impact on how things ultimately turn out. People are more likely to help you and to work with you if you aren’t an asshole. That’s not to say that feelings of irritation aren’t justified when you fall prey to others’ mistakes, but things will smooth themselves out a lot easier if you aren’t a dick.

Today was a practical example of this. It was only after I’d gone through the altitude chamber (hypoxia! Whee) and gone in the pool to demonstrate basic swim that someone realized that I was in the wrong water survival class and that this one was a refresher and not the intro course that I should be in. But even though I was so angry that I could spit nails, I remained cooperative and polite and the instructors somehow agreed to give me special instruction apart from the regular class. I’ll still get certified (unless, of course, I completely fail) but I have a strong feeling that it was my attitude that convinced them to work with me instead of rescheduling me for a later date.

TL;dr - Wheaton’s Rule applies in many life situations. “Don’t Be a Dick” works wonders to help you get through more or less intact when things don’t go your way.

  • Jedi: May the force be with you
  • Catholic Jedi: And also with you

A woman is only vulnerable when her nail polish is drying, and even then she can still pull a trigger.

—some great quote I heard somewhere once upon a time and that is very, very true (via traffic-jam-session)

(via inwhichifeelallthefeels)

Today has actually been pretty damn good. I got some unexpected recognition - a signed letter of appreciation from fairly high up, along with a matching challenge coin - presented to me by my CO in front of my department, got to chat with my CO for a little bit afterward about training, and then managed to make what I thought would be a three-hour drive to my current training location in an hour and forty-five minutes.
My room is pretty cozy - it comes with a nice bathroom, cushy beds, and a fully-equipped kitchenette - and the lobby of the lodge here has (among other things) an ice cream sandwich vending machine. Fortunately it’s too expensive to be a regular indulgence.
And, to top things off, I got an email this evening saying that I’d been chosen to be a beta tester for Warlords of Draenor! I haven’t logged into WoW for a while, but this might be worth it.
There are a few things that could make today better, but I dare not voice them. I’m happy enough with things the way that they are. Let’s just hope that my training goes well too.

simonillyan:

the x-files a.k.a. fox mulder valiantly trying to outrun things he cannot possibly outrun e.g. horses; trucks; swat teams; his reputation

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relatableteenblogger:

in case you were having a bad day, here’s a picture of Yo-Yo Ma, the famous cellist, on the floor of a bathroom with a wombat

relatableteenblogger:

in case you were having a bad day, here’s a picture of Yo-Yo Ma, the famous cellist, on the floor of a bathroom with a wombat

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