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I spontaneously starting writing in cursive in my 8th grade math class one day and never turned back. I can write extremely fast, having written in cursive exclusively for 15 years. I have no idea how quickly I wrote when I started off, but I was probably pretty slow. It's definitely something to get used to, you can't expect to write lightning fast overnight, but isn't that true of most things?

Now my problem is, whenever a form says "please print," it morphs into cursive halfway through...

For a second I thought you were saying the UK was going full mormon for kids but then I clicked the articles and realized it was just energy drinks specifically (which imo isn't a terrible idea).

I was gonna say, tho, if they were gonna ban ALL caffeine for kids under 18, oh boy Coca Cola would have a shit fit I'm sure.

A true classic. Every one should read.

Late 20s woman, started playing violin when I was 4, genetically predisposed. I had that SAME moment of shock and panic when I practiced with my sister before we played for my cousin's wedding a year ago. It was wild, the best way I can describe it is my ear has flattened out to baroque tuning down from modern 440 turning. I don't like it! I'm losing my best party trick to age but oh well, I don't think anybody's really gonna fault me if I'm off by a half step when I figure out what note a door is squeaking in lol

The problem with hurricanes is USUALLY storm surge, but Hurricane Michael hit Mexico Beach with 150 mph sustained winds, effectively making it a very large EF3 tornado. NOAA predicted that wind would be the biggest problem, and if you watch any footage from Hurricane Michael, that's pretty much all it is with a side of storm surge.

What also happened is that this is not an area usually hit by hurricanes, so a lot of the structures were built mid-century and hadn't been put through the cycle of hurricane, rebuild, hurricane, rebuild that much of Florida has so lack of buildings up to the ol' post-Andrew code level is also a LOT of the problem.

I can't help but sit here and think "so it's like the Forever 21 of apartments," ha

What's wrong with timeless instead of trendy?! (Rhetorical question)

I have my own little forest. I do get personal enjoyment out of it everyday. But I also feel an enormous obligation to protect it as precious habitat for the critters who live there as their habitat all around my woods slowly shrinks and they run out of places to go. I am, in particular, very protective of my box turtle population (quarantined one girl this summer to [successfully!] stop another outbreak of a virus that killed over a dozen turtles last summer) and would like to see if my family is willing to plant some large patches of butterfly weed to let run wild in our hay field, especially since the drop in non-monarch butterflies this year compared to last is distressing to me. (It was a good year for monarchs, though.) When I'm in charge and get to call the shots, I want to let nature reclaim the fields entirely.

I do it because if I don't, who will? It's priceless to me that I am privileged enough to have this .5 sq mi plot of undeveloped land to call mine, I feel a sense of responsibility to care for it. If I was a millionaire, I'd absolutely buy up undeveloped land just to let it sit and run wild. I fantasize about it all the time.

It'd already been noted that the frame was unusually thick

Ah, yes, but what about the ol' "lock her up"?

Well, if you don't rape someone, generally that's not something you need to worry about.

Do you have any idea how many women who go into STEM ultimately leave due to harassment and discrimination? If the harassment I faced had happened early on in my physics degree rather than when I was almost done, I absolutely would have left. Because I can't learn if I'm living in fear that my harasser will walk into the room and trigger a panic attack, so what would the point be? I ultimately left my job in my school's tutorial center to get away from yet another student who was harassing me since nothing was done after I reported the first student except I was bullied and ostracized by my classmates. To my complete non-surprise, student #1 has gone on to harass another girl.

It's not getting women in that's the struggle, it's not losing the few you have to the leaky pipeline.

So... braces? It's cheaper just to pull them. You really have to if you're someone like me whose mouth was too small for them to even come in.

My wisdom tooth extraction was a shit show for that reason, but I've had all my 12 year molars removed since then, the last one a couple of weeks ago, and the recovery is pretty easy. (They wanted to root canal it and crown it... I was like bro just pull it because otherwise we're just gonna have this same conversation again in 10 years.)

I'm schizotypal, which is basically schizophrenia lite... pretty sure there's nothing "behavioral" about my recurring auditory hallucinations of a brass band playing nonsense music.

Weed is known to exacerbate psychosis.

An Atlanta train could then easily connect to Nashville, too.

I'm an artist, and its become my preferred social media platform for sharing my work. It's got a wide audience and is slicker to use than Tumblr. Lately I've started using the stories thing to documentary my creation process, it's actually been pretty fun.

I love this, definitely treated one of the McDonald'ses in downtown Stockholm exactly like this on a trip last week. All my meals were, like, $10+ there, but hey, it's Scandinavia, I'll take it. (The truffle onion burger and sweet potato fries were amazing btw.)

If anywhere in the world has figured out how to dress for heat and humidity, it's the Indian subcontinent, and all I'm saying is the sari involves bare midriff for a reason. I live in the southeast and spend a lot of time outside. To cut down on my sunscreen bill, I've started wearing loose, long sleeve white cotton button ups with the last few buttons undone so I can tie the ends up around my waist.

You catch a breeze wearing that, and it's like wearing a weightless AC unit on your back. Hand to God.

As someone with compulsive skin picking who gets LOTS of staph infections, Hibiclens combined with tubes of muciprocin left over from the occasional infection I couldn't knock out myself has saved me easily hundreds in copays (and lots of sunburns from doxycycline). That stuff is miracles in a bottle, I will not travel without it, every household should have some on hand. As soon as something starts getting red and hard and painful, I Hibiclens those sins away before it can even THINK about getting streaky, and within hours it looks and feels SO much better. Plus, it doesn't burn or sting like other antiseptics!

Or, y'know, developed countries have more access to birth control...

Also bought a pair of Redwings for everyday wear almost two years ago, but I went with Iron Rangers since they're easy to pass off as (really, really nice) women's granny boots (that can take a beating). They look great with skater skirts and knee high socks/leg warmers! Which is the core of my usual uniform. I adore them.

Except mine DEFINITELY look a little aged on account of all the daily romps in the woods I do, lots of mud and wet grass. Most other shoes would've been long destroyed by now, though (looking at you, Doc Martens "fashion" boots).

I'm pretty sure the role of feminism in all this is, "women can do whatever the hell they want, if they wanna be a SAHM, that's fine, and if they don't, that's fine, too."

Sculptor here. Everything here about the pottery experiment is 100% on point, as is that one famous Ira Glass quote. The fastest way to make enormous leaps and bounds as an artist is to focus on quantity rather than quality. When you start out, your quality is going to be terrible. Embrace it! Wallow in it! Accept the inevitable ugliness before you even get started! The Ira Glass quote in particular taught me to love and revel in the ugly prototype phase. And with each ugly piece you churn out, pick out one thing to improve on next time. Repeat until you finally get where you wanna go. Never start something with the intentions of the first round also being the final piece, there will always be something you'll wish you did differently.

I will also say, photorealism is 100% about the craftsmanship. That said, practice things like shading gradients diligently. Constantly. Stretch em, squeeze em, do the for wide and narrow ranges of shades. And start TODAY. Fill up entire sketchbooks of nothing but shading practice just for the sake of going through the motions. These are the building blocks as fundamental as musical scales. When I first got into working with cut paper, I wasn't sure what i wanted to make, but I started practicing with an Xacto knife anyway. I spent 6 months practicing before I finally had a vision of something I wanted to make, and by that time, my xacto knife skills were able to match it. THAT is what you want. I would make it a point to devoting your entire first year to nothing but this kind of practice. Do little life sketches and sketches of the folds in cloth, but don't linger on any single one for very long. As has already been stated, you're better off devoting time to lots of rough little things than one big polished thing.

You got this!

Same! I think it also has a lot to do with people looking down on Southerners and stereotyping us as being uneducated/backwards/ignorant.

You're on the money. Tesla, Emily Dickinson, and likely Van Gogh all had schizotypal personality disorder. Which is not so much a personality disorder in the sense most people think of them so much as it's the Aspergers analog of the schizophrenia spectrum. I've seen it suggested that Einstein may have had it, which I find a lot easier to believe than the notion that he had Aspergers given that his son had schizophrenia and these things tend to run in families. (He may well have had nothing, though.) I strongly suspect that Edwin Land, the inventor of Polaroid, was schizotypal.

There IS actually a proven connection between schizotypal traits and creativity where there really isn't with mood disorders (except bipolar to an extent), since you're "mad" but not so much so that you can't function well enough to execute your ideas. It's worth googling about.

The Right Stuff. Go. Read it. Now. Shoo.

Have you ever had woodstock dressing, tho? Because I was just thinking to myself for the millionth time earlier today about how I would TOTALLY drink a glass of it/eat it as a soup if it wasn't, y'know, 100 calories for 2 tablespoons or whatever.

Sorry not sorry.

(Annie's makes it but it's almost impossible to find in stores, so here's the recipe if you're a fan of umami flavors: https://recipes.sparkpeople.com/recipe-detail.asp?recipe=698... )

As a woman, what if I know what I want, it's hard to find in my area, and I have to dig through a lot of noise to find it? Should I then just right swipe on a bunch of dudes I'm not interested in, leading them on and wasting everybody's time, just so I can keep using the app? This is absurd.

I get the impression you've never actually spoken to a woman in your life.

Artist here. I've tried both the Xacto and KUM sharpeners mentioned in this thread. Both are now long, long in the trash after dulling and becoming useless. What you want is a Mobius+Ruppert sharpener. They're machined from solid brass, their weight feels amazing in your hand, they're a beautiful tool, AND, most importantly, you can buy replacement blades. This was the #1 selling point for me. They're about $10 and will ACTUALLY, truly, sincerely last a life time. You can't break 'em. Hell, you could smash a windshield with one if you threw it hard enough.

I adore mine. It lives in a pretty cut crystal candy bowl in a nest of colored pencil shavings.