I don’t mind the question, but no, I’m not interested in MBTI, and routinely scroll past posts about it without reading them, the same way I scroll past posts about astrology. I don’t mind people having fun thinking and talking about it, but it’s not something I’ve put much thought into. I’ve never bothered to test myself.
A number of years ago I was given a similar type of test for a work-related leadership course; it measured me as being 99th-percentile introverted, so I assume that would hold with MBTI. I don’t know how the other parts would turn out.
Seriously. I mean it. Because inevitably you will love something that no one else loves. Or you will love something that everyone loves and people will shit all over it because it’s “so trite and unimaginative and done.” Or you will love something that no one else has ever heard of. Or you will love something dark and edgy and or obscure and people will roll their eyes and say, “What, do you want people to think you’re dark and edgy and obscure?”
Alternatively, you will not love the thing that everyone else loves, and you will wonder what precisely is wrong with you that the sight of that thing is aggravating the shit out of you now when the whole world sings its praises as one.
People will irritate you. They’ll irritate you with headcanons that make no sense and misinterpretations of canon. They will make the same jokes 500 times. They will overwhelm your corner of fandom with something you either are tired of hearing about or don’t care about. They will post art that isn’t theirs. You will meet people who think you are the greatest person ever and bombard you with messages only to wander off when they find someone new or shinier; you will meet people whom you admire and who do not really seem to notice you exist.
So give zero fucks about it. Seriously. Like what you like, blacklist what you need to blacklist, and ignore everything else. Be friends, play nice, enjoy it. And in the meantime, just do you. Like what you like, love what you love, and to hell with all the rest of it.
Cloud Ripples W/Sun Dog During Rocket Launch Taken by Robin Bozza on February 23, 2010 @ CCAFS in Florida
My online friend Barbara Tomlinson was in the viewing area for this launch; here’s the video she made. The rocket going supersonic made visible ripples in the suspended ice crystals of the cloud, until the expanding ripples obliterated the sun dog (around 1:58 in the video). The crowd reaction is fun.
“The historical novel, as I learnt with some concern after I had written two or three, belongs in a despised genre. But the tale of narrative set in the past may have its particular, time-free value; and the candid reader will not misunderstand me, will not suppose I intend any preposterous comparison, when I observe that Homer was further removed in time from Troy than I am from the Napoleonic wars; yet he spoke to the Greeks for two thousand years.”
Hello, tumblr friends! I’m working on a new project in collaboration with YouTube, and I would so appreciate it if you’d help me out by sharing / reblogging this so it reaches more people.
Project: Sonnet 116 / Love Wins
We are looking for married / engaged same-sex couples in the United States (and Washington, D.C.) for a poetry-based video project that I’m directing for YouTube’s in-house channel, Field Day. The project’s goal is to incorporate video content (interviews, home video footage, photos, etc.) from 50 different same-sex couples from 50 different states.
Contact: If you’re interested in submitting for this project, please e-mailsonnet116film@gmail.com with your state of residence in the subject heading, and a photo / quick introductory paragraph of you and your partner.
In that realm a man may, perhaps, count himself fortunate enough to have wandered, but its very richness and strangeness tie the tongue of a traveller who would report them.
Pfffffffffffffffft. Irrelevant? Irrelevant to whom? God, in the scheme of things it’s all irrelevant. I’m so tired of people hating on one another or trying to discourage their peers and colleagues from pursuing a passion. Don’t they get it? We don’t have enough passionate people in this world. We’re overfilling with the apathetic, the disinterested, the benign. I wish we could all get over our own egos and learn what support of science really means. It’s a competitive field out there but it won’t get any better if we keep acting like it’s the hunger games and not academia.
You find meaning in your work because you love it and it drives you to wake up in the morning, because it fills you with joy. If anyone tells you otherwise they’re the ones that are not worth your time.
