R.I.P Amanda Todd.
Fifteen year old Amanda Todd was found dead, she committed suicide on Wednesday October 10th 2012 due to being bullied. Please reblog this to remind everyone that bullying isn’t a joke.
(Source: bandaid-razorblade, via kiokushitaka)
Since I haven’t been able to find a list of contents anywhere on the WotC site and it’s been bugging me, I caved in took the hit for y’all and bought one to list the contents.
So there you have it, there’s a few handy cards in it, and to flesh out the new account pack like it says, its probably not too bad for the equivalent of $3.
I was still seriously pissed when I realized that the 2013 edition only has 13 (by my count) m13 cards in it though.
So I guess I might actually post something to tumblr rather than just lurking.
I spent most of the night on a Scott Pilgrim-athon, which had its usual effect of stirring up both great joy and intense melancholy, resulting in the aforementioned lack of sleep, coupled with my brain kicking into high gear for the first time in quite a while.
These past few months have given me plenty of cause for introspection, and I must admit, I do not like what I have seen. I’m a far cry from the person I’d thought myself to be, and it’s been quite a depressing discovery.
Over the last few years, I’ve become quite the aloof asshole (not that I wasn’t before) with little enough time for my own problems, let alone anyone else. I’ve avoided confrontation at all cost, brushed any problems under the carpet, anything for an easy life. I’ve blown off all of my friends for a relationship (which sunk 2 months back), simply because she didn’t like them, and now I’ve come back, tail between my legs, seeking forgiveness. I’ve spent three years on a relationship which in hindsight was probably just comfortable, whenever it wasn’t on the rocks, which it often was. I’ve made hundreds of mistakes and never really taken the time to learn from any of them.
All of which I’d class someone else as a grade A bastard for. Did I mention I’m the most hypocritical person I know?
I’m not even really sure what the purpose of this post is, other than to get this off my chest, but theres plenty more where this came from.
This is something I can relate to wholeheartedly, from both sides of the story. I’ve been through a big breakup recently, and I’ve learnt a lot of things about myself, few of them good. I can see a lot of my behavior mirrored back in this, both sides, although what’s really resonating with me right now is the pretense that because something is intimate, physical, and above all comfortable and known, it is love. Not that there wasn’t love there, but maybe we ran that into the ground somewhere along the line, and were just sticking it out for the sake of comfort and security ever since. Maybe we both cheated ourselves and each other of our time, and although I’m quick to forgive, that’s something I’ll never forgive myself for, is wasting time, for both of us.
(via 30andbroke)
Tonight I managed to resolve my Krenko deck’s most absurd win condition. I curved out perfectly against a mono green Infect deck, with chancellor of the forge in my opening hand giving me instant board presence, then a few low drops and Krenko’s commands setting me up for the Mob Boss himself, while leaving my opponent no room to attack. Now usually with chieftain and wardriver on the board, this would be game over, but I had in hand all the components for my ultimate, and was graced with an opponent curious to see where i was going with it. So a few turns later, I cap out at the token limit of 200 (who knew?) bring in my chancellor (for theoretically 200 more tokens), tap down krenko again (800 quantum goblins by now), battle hymn for 200 (800?) mana, then RED SUN’S ZENITH.
Absolutely glorious.
I’ve decided to start thinning out my collection of Magic cards for the betterment of the community. What does this mean, exactly? Well, over the next few weeks, I’m going to be giving away boxes of cards. Nothing special, mostly standard commons and uncommons, but to new players/smaller…
I’m ashamed to admit that I’ve just reread some Scott Pilgrim, and it’s taken me all this time to click on to the significance of the names of Stephen Stills and Young Neil. If anyone needs me I’ll be going through the books with a fine-tooth comb and Spotify to see if I’ve been oblivious to anything else…
But I just came up with the coolest Geekiest way to propose to someone ever.
A pokéball!
Like, get a proper full-size pokéball made as the ring box, and when you open it up inside you could have the ring in the bottom half and “I choose you” engraved or something in there too.
Now all I need to do is meet a lassie geeky enough to go for that and dumb enough to go for me, and I’m sorted!
STROKE: Remember The 1st Three Letters… S.T..R …
My friend sent this to me and encouraged me to post it and spread the word. I agree. If everyone can remember something this simple, we could save some folks.
STROKE IDENTIFICATION:
During a party, a friend stumbled and took a little fall - she assured everyone that she was fine and just tripped over a brick because of her new shoes. (they offered to call ambulance)
They got her cleaned up and got her a new plate of food - while she appeared a bit shaken up, Ingrid went about enjoying herself the rest of the evening. Ingrid’s husband called later telling everyone that his wife had been taken to the hospital - (at 6:00pm , Ingrid passed away.)
She had suffered a stroke at the party . Had they known how to identify the signs of a stroke, perhaps Ingrid would be with us today.
Some don’t die. They end up in a helpless, hopeless condition instead. It only takes a minute to read this…
STROKE IDENTIFICATION:
A neurologist says that if he can get to a stroke victim within 3 hours he can totally reverse the effects of a stroke…totally. He said the trick was getting a stroke recognized, diagnosed, and then getting the patient medically cared for within 3 hours, which is tough.
RECOGNIZING A STROKE
Remember the ‘3’ steps, STR . Read and Learn!
Sometimes symptoms of a stroke are difficult to identify. Unfortunately, the lack of awareness spells disaster.
The stroke victim may suffer severe brain damage when people nearby fail to recognize the symptoms of a stroke.
Now doctors say a bystander can recognize a stroke by asking three simple questions :
S * Ask the individual to SMILE ..
T * = TALK. Ask the person to SPEAK A SIMPLE SENTENCE (Coherently) (eg ‘It is sunny out today’).
R * Ask him or her to RAISE BOTH ARMS .
If he or she has trouble with ANY ONE of these tasks, call the ambulance and describe the symptoms to the dispatcher.
NOTE : Another ‘sign’ of a stroke is
1. Ask the person to ‘stick’ out their tongue.
2. If the tongue is ‘crooked’, if it goes to one side or the other that is also an indication of a stroke.
A prominent cardiologist says if everyone who gets this e-mail sends it to 10 people; you can bet that at least one life will be saved.
And it could be your own.
(via ahooooooy-bitches-deactivated20)