“Sometimes this really seems to shock people. They appear genuinely upset when I say ‘this conversation is over’ or ‘I’m actually not interested in debating this with you.’ There’s an expectation that if you care about social justice and political issues, you’re always ‘on.’ You’re always ready to debate, you’re always ready to have theoretical discussions about your own lived experiences and the issues you care about, you’re always ready to defend yourself. That’s manifestly ridiculous and unjust, an expectation that’s simply not reasonable.”—Sometimes, I Just Don’t Have Time for Individual Fights | this ain’t livin’ (via albinwonderland)
today i sprained my foot in the worse way possible. i slipped on a yugioh card in my room (a bunch actually since i was sorting them). this is it. yugioh will be the death of me
update: it turns out i didn’t twist/sprain my foot. we went to the nurses and i had fractured it appparently. duel monsters broke my foot. yugioh broke my foot. yugioh ruined my life (here’s a picture of the cast)
Somehow playing a card game has caused me to become severely injured.
Thank you for being such kind jerks and not only denying me my days off for school for about a month because I’m somehow THE ONLY AVAILABLE TRAINER in my dept., but then give me a couple of 13-hour graveyard shifts this week so that I not only go to class like a zombie, but then have to go back to work with only 4 hours dedicated to sleep and homework.
I also appreciated the heads-up so that I couldn’t have the time to use my vacation hours to avoid this.