klemptor @ klemptor @startrek.website

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If you don't eat your meat, you can't have any pudding.

Two of my favorites:

1. “Too many good docs are getting out of the business. Too many OB/GYNs aren’t able to practice their love with women all across the country.”
2. "They misunderestimated me."

Gotta be honest, dude needs a massive chill pill

Living the dream

Translation: existential woe, thx for asking

I love Obvious Plant

Look at that lil face!! 😍💙

I took the elevator because there's no camera in the stairwell

Same here, and we're scrappy

How did you make it to your 40s without ever having bloodwork done?

I think he heccin' beautiful

Lookin like a French Dalek

Been a long time gone, Constantinople

Hey, at least he didn't put mustard on a burger!

So random, I was just thinking about Joe Friday yesterday!

I'm in my 40s too. I usually look for vinyl, if I'm inclined to buy music at a show.

This made me cry! Thank you for sharing your story. I was 19 when 9/11 happened. I was driving to work, it was a gloriously beautiful morning, and I threw on the radio. I wanted to hear some happy oldies music. Oldies 98.1 had on a news report. The words didn't even penetrate into my mind, I just tried another station. Then another. All news.

And here's what a naive young idiot I was: it did not even occur to me that something was really wrong. I didn't listen to one word of the news reports to find out what the big deal was - I just figured it was some boring government stuff like a new trade agreement or whatever, so I gave up on the radio and played a CD instead.

I didn't know what was happening until I got to work and a coworker told me "dude, a plane just hit the World Trade Center!" And the first thing out of my idiot mouth was "did the pilot eject?" because 1) clearly I've watched too many movies and 2) I was picturing some little prop plane, not a passenger jet. So fucking naive.

So we all just turned on Stern and listened to his show. It was mostly stream of consciousness live coverage of what was happening in New York. And my asshole boss wasn't having it. The company I worked for was a little retailer that sold used VHS on ebay, and our boss said "ebay's still up, so we're still working!" (And here I'd like to say a very belated FUCK YOU, Mike!) But nobody could concentrate.

My boyfriend at the time was a student at Temple University. Back then, Temple never canceled classes for anything. So he called to tell me he was headed to the train station to go down to campus. And I'd just heard that the plane came down in Pennsylvania, and I'm scared to death that Philly is next. Because you're right, nobody knew how big this was going to get. So I'm crying, asking him to please skip class (luckily they did eventually cancel classes!), and I don't know. Everything felt helpless and chaotic. I just wanted to gather everyone I loved close and not let go.

Eventually most of us just went home. Our boss was angry but we just started filling out to the parking lot. And it was so surreal - that numb, but also on-the-verge-of-tears, bleak, almost dreamlike headspace. Your post expressed that so clearly.

I hugged my boyfriend so hard when I got home. I knew he was fine but I was so glad to actually touch him and know he was OK. That something was normal.

Well this turned into a novel... but I guess it's almost that time of year when we all recount our 9/11 story!

Dante's Inferno. It was full of footnotes explaining the context for all the references and allusions he made, which was important to have, but reading your way through a piece of literature and being stopped every few sentences for a lengthy explanation was so frustrating. I couldn't keep a good pace up and kept getting lost in the details. My interest gave out and I still haven't finished the last quarter of the book.

And there are two more volumes after that in the Divine Comedy!!!

The goddamn Grapes of Wrath.

"What did the dust on the plain signify?"

Who the fuck caaaares, this book is boring and depressing.

I've always been a bookworm but fuck a lot of the shit they made us read in high school.

Holy shit ths is hilarious

I prescribe medical masturbation

(Is this funny or insensitive? I'm a lady but I'm high as shit so I really can't tell sorry)