I'm Locked Out Of My House

ironic right wing shit will erode your mind without fail. I don't touch that shit

He's got the same blanket as (and a similar expression to) my dog lol

Yes there is a second underneath; she likes her cushioning.

it’s like he knows I’m going to take his balls today

Went to see Muse live on Sunday, and I could fucking explode it was awesome.

It's kinda been a brute force process for me. I still don't get every rhythm or pitch right, and I've been playing the piano for at least 14 years (unless you count what I did at 2 years old with no lessons as "playing piano", in which case 16). I also play guitar, but the process is similar.

As you do more playing, you'll find your brain automatically places notes correctly (I no longer have to think almost at all about notes within one ledger line of the main stave for either clef) which will help with playing rhythm, which should also be getting better with playing. You can also train rhythm specifically with exercises. This can be as simple as ignoring the pitch of a note and just playing/clapping rhythms, or you can use exercises you find online.

I did grades, and the progression of these can be very helpful. Not only does the gradual increase in the difficulty of pieces give a nice guided progression, but the exam board I use now, Trinity, has exercises at the back of each book, of which you must learn some (i think one from each category), and one category is rhythm. For my grade six, for example, one of them was all about 3:2 (three against two) polyrhythms, look them up to figure them out, or you can ask and I'll try to explain.

Overall, keep trying to have fun. Play things you enjoy, play things you think are weird or might be a good challenge, improvise, whatever. Just play stuff, it'll get easier.

HOW THE FUCK DO YOU READ MUSIC NOTES??? HOW????

So I'm in France, celebrating my nan's birthday, and I decide "hey, maybe I should check the news. Maybe that would be a good idea". And the UK is on 300,000 cases a day. What the fuck. If I get stuck here I swear to whatever god is still listening I will lose my shit.

Everybody do something.

My mum has colleagues in india who have had family members die because they couldn't get oxygen. I may be a bit late, I only started actively tumblring yesterday, but please...

Everybody do something.

So, India is dying.

Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.

If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.

A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.

There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.

There is no plan.

Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.

Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.

We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.

This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.

We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.

People are dying.

People are dying.

People are dying and there is no plan.

More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.

My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.

Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.

But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.

She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.

So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.

If you can, donate.

Or spread the word.

Help. Please.

penis migration

relaxing up here on my

penis space station

Every time I see my mutuals post in their native tongue that I don't understand I'm like yes 🥰 that's language babes 💖

3ds hungry feed it ten million pirated games

"Doesn't the passage of time scare you? The fact that we are relentlessly pushed along a path to our deaths? The fact that you were forced into this, and your only way to stop it is to end up in the same place it was taking you anyway?"

Maybe, but if time didn't pass my quiche would never be cooked, so that motherfucker better keep going.

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