Orchid

Recently my mom’s been trying to make my family give up our phones from like 6pm to 6am which is so frustrating. Like, do you know how much of the book I’m reading online I could have finished? I had to read over 300 pages of physical books instead of finishing the smaller 259 pages which is about the equivalent of 173 normal sized pages of Project Hail Mary. I even asked her if I could use my phone solely to read and she said no because I “read on it too much.” While I’M SORRY that my favorite character may or may not he dead and I desperately conformation 

I love the irony between finding out one of my friends is probably aro/ace since he’s never had romantic feelings for anyone and he’s “anti-woke” (his words, not mine)
          
          In case you were wondering, this all surfaced while I was trying to explain to him how sapphic relationships work. Sometimes, I wonder if the cookies he brings to lunch are worth it (they totally are)

Just had an argument with my mom about advertising and Christianity 
          
          It’s like, why the heck would you advertise your business that has nothing to do with any sort of religion as faith based? Then you’re just driving away customers. I don’t know about you, but whenever I hear a big company say they’re Christian, I almost always assume “Christian” who are also doing some pretty shady stuff behind the curtain. It’s like if I made an ice cream empire and then said I was a leftist. Do you know how fast my kingdom would collapse?
          
          My mom, of course, is just convinced that I’m anti-Christian and I need to read more of the Bible. Personally, I don’t get how reading about all of God’s numerous genocides He committed and then immediately being praised for just being such a generous dude is supposed to make me believe He’s real, but what do I know. After all, I’m just trying to convince all Christians to abandon their God and convert to the dark side, atheism 
          
          (That’s probably not actually what my mom thinks, but it does feel like that sometimes)

Story idea: humanity finds aliens but they turn out to be sentient crabs
          
          As they say, all roads lead to crab

I have a friend whose feeling very depressed and needs some love, so please go follow @darksun2011. She’s aiming for 1k followers and I may or may not have promised for her to get that many before the earth is consumed in a fiery death by our sun. Personally though, I don’t think she’d care by then as her fossils are turned to ashes. Maybe I should do it by the time she dies instead. What’s an appropriate time frame?

Recently I’ve come to the realization that wow, I seem to know a lot of depressed people. So I’ve come up with a challenge. Name one thing that made you happy today, no matter how insignificant it may seem
          
          Mine is that in theatre, we’re practicing stage combat and I’m partnered with my friend that’s at least half a foot taller than me. It makes me smile every time when he’s throwing punches that, just for a moment, I get to look down on him. It’s a great feeling since he seems so fond on reminding nearly Christmas to be careful not to be kidnapped by Santa, lest I end up in his workshop. It’s the small stuff that counts

Recently I’ve realized I’m not content staying agnostic, and I’m really tired of trying to fit my circular self into the square hole of Christianity. Because of that, I’ve decided to start exploring other religions (or not religions) to see what actually speaks to me. 
          
          I’d love to hear what (not) religion everyone is subscribed to and their basic beliefs and understanding of it. It’d also help if you said what sect or group of that religion. Ex: I used to be a Methodist Christian. 
          
          Christians can still say stuff obviously as I’m not ruling out any possibility. Also, it’s just nice to have someone to explain stuff too, even if they probably won’t choose it anyways. 

Can we take a moment to appreciate Dust (third book in the Silo Series)
          
          I mean, how many books do you get to read that are super serious with important themes and messages while also getting an episode of a detective show in the middle of all of that? It’s like, will we or won’t we all die of a revolt because the political climate? 
          
          “We interpret your book with another episode of The Silo Detective.”
          
          “I’m a grizzled old sheriff that just need to make it 2 more years until my retirement, 2 more years of a hopefully boring existence. Unfortunately, they’ve discovered a dead body. Pretty open and shut murder case, but that stupid rookie all the viewers probably love is trying to tell me how to do my job. Ugh, youth. Too bad he’s right and now I’ve got a person I thought was dead and is actually alive, a different dead body, and a case of identity theft.”
          
          “The Silo Detective, new episodes airing on Sundays at 7pm. Back to your scheduled programming.” 
          
          Oh my gosh, they’re going outside! Now everyone’s going to die! 

Today I went out with my mom to get a dress for my quince and we surprising found one for only 200 dollars (very cheap considering my neighbors are looking at $700 ones; dresses are very expensive apparently). It’s very nice, but the place we’re holding the party in is very cold despite the 100 degree weather outside when we’re hosting it. For that reason, I wanted to make myself a little sweater that goes over the dress but mostly just covers my arms and upper back (idk what it’s called). I can’t seem to find any patterns though, and I was just wondering if anyone did have any crochet patterns. If you don’t but know someone that might, it’d also be helpful. 
          
          This was a lot longer than I expected it to be, but thanks! 

I officially hate hiking. First I reached the top sobbing, barely able to walk because I forgot my inhaler and it hurt to breathe then my dad jumped off a rock and ended up having to be taken down the oversized pebble in a jeep after falling down ten feet. 
          
          Never again