Sah dude, my name is Gurt. Im pan, and my pronouns are he/theyOh yeah btw almost everything I reblog is on a sideblog called ‘Gurt reblogs’ I’m a fan of Markiplier, Jacksepticeye, CrankGameplays, and some othersI’m a sucker for theories, send some in! I have other interests, but if I were to list them all I’d be writing for a very long time.
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Jackie: *traps a wasp under a cup*
Anti: *puts two more cups down*
Jackie: please no
Anti: *starts shuffling the cups*
Henrik, frantically looking through a first-aid kit: why did you fill it with Cheetos?!
Chase, bleeding out: I dunno, I thought it was funny at the time
Chase: you have to learn to love yourself
Jameson, signing: but don’t you hate yourself?
Chase: yeah but this is about you
Henrik: hope you two have a good explanation for this.
Jackie: we have three
Marvin: pick your favorite!
Chase: which country has the most birds?
Chase: Portugeese
Jackie: wait
Anti: that’s a language
Jameson, signing: Portugull
Marvin: nice recovery
Henrik: turkey, how did we miss turkey?
Anyone: were you dropped on your head as a child?
Anti: bold of you to assume I was held
Anti: me and Henrik get along fine! Right, henny?
Henrik: I have never been more stressed out in my life
Henrik: we’ve got to find a way to cut down on expenses. What can we live without?
Anti: probably chase
Jackie: ugh, that’s the last time I go drinking with you... how’s your hangover?
Chase: pfft, amateurs, I’ve already started drinking again
Marvin: Chase, it’s nine am on a Monday
Chase: I fear nothing
Jackie: what have I told you about comparing Anti to the devil?
Marvin: that it’s offensive to the devil?
Jackie: did you just refer to a knife as a people opener?
Anti: should I not have?
Heya :)
I already haven’t been on tumblr for a day or so, but I’m logging off for a little while. I’m having a tough time mentally, and I need a break. I’ll be back, but it might be a few weeks. Who knows? We’ll see.
I hope anyone who reads this is doing okay, have a good day! <3
Anti: do you know anyone who can teach me to play the flute?
JJ, signing: why?
Anti: I wanna stand outside of Henrik’s room all night and annoy him
JJ, signing: you don’t need to know how to play the flute to do that
Anti: you have opened my eyes
Chase: it takes so much money to see a therapist, but it’s free to tell yourself: “it be like that sometimes”
Henrik: what? no, stop it
It sucks when you can’t find stuff. HELP THIS PERSON OUT!!!
It all started the night of June 4, 2019. I was browsing eBay when I found a very special lot of six Official’s Logic Problems magazines. It didn’t say which issues they were; all it said was that they ranged from 2000 to 2004. Here they were:
(Image description: Six issues of the puzzle magazine Official’s Logic Problems, in a slightly fanned-out stack. From top to bottom, the magazines are green, yellow, red, pink, purple, and yellow-orange.)
For those of you who don’t know (most of you probably don’t), Official’s Logic Problems is a long-gone puzzle magazine. The puzzles in it had such a nerdy, artsy style. (Check out the “official’s logic problems” tag on my blog for examples.) This title had its last issue circa 2005-2006. These are harder to find than hens’ teeth, and these mean a lot to me.
Fast-forward to the next day. My aunt (a licensed cosmetologist) was coming over to give me a haircut. I was sitting in the chair, getting my hair chopped off, when I clicked the link I’d sent Mom and discovered that “This item is no longer available.”
Someone had probably beat us to them.
I had a meltdown. I bit myself. I couldn’t stop crying. This was the chance of a lifetime, and it got snuffed out.
After the haircut, Mom called my brother to see if he’d bought them for me. (He had an eBay account; Mom didn’t. We didn’t know that you could buy things from there without an account.)
He hadn’t. Someone had indeed beat us to those six Official’s Logic Problems magazines.
More meltdown. I felt so helpless. I couldn’t stop talking about the “Big Six”, as I had dubbed them, for months.
Today (May 1, 2020), it’s been ten months. I still need those magazines. I still hate myself for not putting my foot down and asking my brother to buy them sooner. I still worry that whoever bought them has thrown them away or recycled them. (I hold no grudge against whoever bought them; I just would love to have my own copies.)
And that’s why I’ve been asking people to reblog the picture of the Big Six.
So please, do your part. Let my story be heard. Reblog the posts I’ve made about the Big Six (this one included). Someone out there has got to have a grandparent or aunt or uncle or teacher or someone who has at least one.
You don’t have to keep the picture and story to Tumblr. Post it anywhere. Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, I don’t care. I just want the picture to be seen and the story to be heard.
Thank you.
Me: okay! I’ve finished my school work for the week! I’ve got a day off tomorrow! Nice!
*closes computer*
Me: ....I’d better check and see if I’ve got any more homework...
Chase: I’m giving up alcohol for a month.
Henrik: really? Thats great-
Chase: oh sorry, that came out wrong
Chase: I’m giving up, alcohol for a month
Jackie, coming to in a hospital bed: what happened?
Henrik: you passed out from a fever. Do you remember anything?
Jackie: sorta? I remember the ambulance ride.
Henrik: that wasn’t an ambulance. We drove you here
Jackie: but there were sirens
Henrik: that was Chase
Jackie:
Chase, breathing into a paper bag: I will not apolagize for caring
Jackie: name a way to be nice to someone
Anti: hesitate to kill them.
Jackie:...
Jackie: setting the bar pretty low, but okay
Chase: when I get murdered, can you make sure it’s an unsolved case?
Henrik: what
Chase: I wanna be on buzzfeed unsolved
Jackie: can we go back to the part where you said ‘when’ you get murdered?
Anti: how are you still alive?!
Jameson, signing: spite
Jackie: if I punch myself and it hurts, am I strong, or am I weak?
Marvin: you’re strong
Anti: you’re weak.
Henrik: you’re an idiot
Anti: C’mere
Chase: why
Anti: just c’mere
Chase: no you’re gonna hit me
Jackie: you actually were telling the truth
Anti: I do that a lot yet people are always surprised
Chase: we’re playing scrabble, it’s a nightmare
JJ, signing: what? Scrabble’s so much fun!
Chase: not when you’re playing with Henrik it’s not. He puts words like ‘iridiums’ while I put ‘pig’
Anti: change is inedible
Henrik: don’t you mean inevitable?
Anti, spitting out coins: no
Anti: I need to de-stress...
*Anti leaves the room*
Henrik: where are you going?
Anti: to demolish the living room
Marvin: it’ll be fine, you just have to seduce them.
Chase: I’m sorry, but have you seen me? I’m about as seductive as a cabbage
Jameson, signing: what time is it?
Anti: I don’t know, pass me that recorder
Anti: *plays recorder really loudly*
Henrik: WHO THE FUCK IS PLAYING RECORDER AT TWO AM
Anti: it’s two am
JBM: I need you to do this one favor for me
Anti: I can’t, it goes against my moral compass
JBM: your moral compass is a FUCKING ROULETTE WHEEL