"average Vulcan lies 3 times a year" factoid is actually statistical error. the average vulcan lies 0 times a year. lying spock, who lives on the enterprise and lies every episode, is an outlier and should not have been counted
hey man as someone who TA for several classes last year, I PROMISE I would rather read your "fuck-it's-8-am-the-paper-was-due-an-hour-ago" paper over ANYTHING AI could shit out. One time, I got a paper that just rated several pre-1920s presidents on a scale of 1-10 and comments like "Idk man I just don't really fuck with Hoover, yk?" It was delightful.
the thing is that childhood doesn't just end when you turn 18 or when you turn 21. it's going to end dozens of times over. your childhood pet will die. actors you loved in movies you watched as a kid will die. your grandparents will die, and then your parents will die. it's going to end dozens and dozens of times and all you can do is let it. all you can do is stand in the middle of the grocery store and stare at freezers full of microwave pizza because you've suddenly been seized by the memory of what it felt like to have a pizza party on the last day of school before summer break. which is another ending in and of itself
watching The Naked Time with my roommate and its fucking killing me that when everyones innermost hidden personality traits are revealed. nurse chapel becomes all shallow and romantic and riley is this insane irish megalomaniac and kirk/spock are angsty in love with each other... and sulu runs around doused in baby oil wtih a sword speaking french. love you forever sulu 10/10
star trek lore gave us a Vulcan term for a soul mate bond so deep that it transcends both normal friendship and romance, entering a realm of total acceptance, understanding and love, and then made spock use it to describe kirk. he said it in earnest, in the privacy of his own mind, while agonizing over the fact that he'd never see him again. but it turned out in the end that his connection to kirk was so strong, it just could not be severed. which could mean nothing
The people in front of you at the post office are always the most insane creatures you didn’t know god could make whose one goal is to waste away the day. The people behind you at the post office are desperately trying to feel the warmth of human touch via your back
so wild that every single member of panic at the disco except ryan ross dropped dead the instant they released pretty odd. just withered into dust and blew away never to be seen or heard from again. so crazy. anyways




