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welcome to womens clothing where the sizes are made up and the measurements don’t matter
IC 4603: reflection nebula in Ophiuchius
Why does this starfield photograph resemble an impressionistic painting? The effect is created not by digital trickery but by large amounts of interstellar dust. Dust, minute globs rich in carbonand similar in size to cigarette smoke, frequently starts in the outer atmospheres of large, cool, evolved stars. The dust is dispersed as the star dies and grows as things stick to it in the interstellar medium. Dense dust clouds are opaque to visible light and can completely hide background stars. For less dense clouds, the capacity of dust to preferentially reflect blue starlight becomes important, effectively blooming the stars blue light out and marking the surrounding dust. Nebular gas emissions, typically brightest in red light, can combine to form areas seemingly created on an artist’s canvas. Photographed above is the central part of the nebula IC 4603 surrounding the bright star SAO 184376 (actually 8th magnitude) which mostly illuminates the blue reflection nebula. IC 4603 can be seen near the very bright star Antares (1st magnitude) toward the constellation of Ophiuchus.
Image credit & copyright: Rolf Olsen
u know how sometimes if u eat too much of a certain food you get sick of it
like my mom used to make spaghetti several times a week for YEARS bc it was quick and easy so now im kinda “meh” about spaghetti
you know that feeling??
that’s how i feel about white cis male protagonists
A video is featured here which is my new obsession song.
I LITERALLY CAN’T STOP SINGING THIS ONE PART TO MYSELF.
If you’re wondering which part it’s the -
"But life is…oh my god if I tell him he’ll tell her and then she will know I like her…”
Also I just really like this recording better than the actual. Like yo man those “Hoo”s. So good. ^-^
(Also they have this other really good song called "So Let Us Create" for those more into the whole piano-ethereal feel.)
I finally started embarking on the journey that is me attempting to learn how to write really well/fast with my right hand and that my friend begins with me transcribing John Green’s An Abundance of Katherines.
In between is mini bouts of Parks and Rec (which is my new obsession ^-^).
(I can hear y’all laughing at me. Stop.)
Afternoon consists of a visit to the doctor’s office (which is downtown, meaning I fall asleep both on the way there and back HAHAHAHA), pho (more on that), a visit to Shoppers for my passport, and ServiceOntario for my health card (more on that).
Okay so first - pho.
The pho place we go to is one that I’ve been to ever since I was a small child - literally. I remember going to that place before I moved, and I wasn’t even quite yet seven when I moved.
It’s about two (or three? I forget) doors down from my doctor’s office, and every time I end up going to the doctor’s I try to weasel my parents into going for pho for old times sake.
It’s changed a lot.
As a child, I remember brightly painted murals on all the walls and ceiling (except one - which was - and still is - a mirror!) and a lovely rainbow + clouds on the wall facing the mirror.
(This probably explains my obsession - to this day - with drawing a rainbow with clouds on the ends in the sky, even though in reality if I was high enough to see it like that it would actually probably be a circle.)
Now, it’s painted various shades of beige.
(I’m not even joking.)
Chairs, walls, tables - it’s all beige. Gone are the beautiful murals of old (even the ceiling is plain now) and now there stand only boring pictures of trains.
Oh, did I not mention that? The pho place is Pho Xe Lua, AKA the original branch of the train pho across from Bayview.
But, god. So many memories from that pho restaurant when it was happy - like spraying my sister with a huge mouthful of soup one late night when they had extra.
Okay, so maybe it’s only happy for me.
(Shoot me, I’m selfish.)
But moving on - Service Ontario for my health card.
First of all I cannot for the life of me understand why my health card renewal notice cannot stand for identification of me and my current address.
Secondly we decided to get my report card for that instead LOL and god how my dad is such a fucking idiot about that.
Hold your comments on how I’m being a whiny bitch about this
He pulls out my OSSLT report saying whatever, and goes like “Does this work?” when it clearly doesn’t have any indication of my address at all.
The lady looks it over and gives us a look that says “I’m sorry this doesn’t work at all” when I reach over my dad and just pull out my report card from the papers in his hand.
She’s like “oh yeah this totally works thanks” while I’m like “why didn’t you just bring that out at first you know that osslt thing doesn’t have anything on it” and he goes like “i don’t like it”, it being my report card.
OKAY WELL FIRST OF ALL FUCK YOU. I TRIED MY BEST THIS SEMESTER SO MUCH MORE BECAUSE I FUCKED UP SO HARD FIRST SEMESTER AND I MANAGED TO STAY ABOVE AVERAGE IN ALL MY COURSES AND YOU KNOW WHAT IF THAT’S NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU I’M FUCKING SORRY BUT THAT’S ALL I’VE GOT AND IT’S FUCKING GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME
SECONDLY I DON’T EVNE UNDERSTAND like am i honestly just so much of an embarrassment that you can’t even bring yourself to take out my report card just for me to fucking get my health card renewed ?????????????? like am i really that much of a failure like god i’m fucking sorry i’m not smart or successful or any use to you like jesus christ
Ride home contains a particularly hard jab as we pass two kids passing out newspapers and my dad goes, “Look at them, they’ve got a job and they’re making money.”
Well, fuck you too.
Final jab comes during the evening walk, in which the roughness of my hands is turned into me leading a hard life and meaning “I have to work harder”.
I just -
In short: Tomorrow is a new (and hopefully better?) day.
So there’s like no chance this will ever actually happen but I kinda want Rose to meet up with grimbark Jade and just hug the rage out of her
Like the light in the darkness sorta thing yanno…? I just think since Rose has gone grimdark maybe she could relate to Jade on some level where she could actually pull her out of that state.
8luh I don’t know what I’m saying it’s 4:30 am
psst it’s transparent
Hugging shorter people and resting your head on theirs
Hugging taller people and having your head against their chest
Hugging people your height and pressing your face against their shoulder
Hugging people and getting picked up by them
Not having people to hug
Giving a hug that comes off as weird