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Posted on 9th Apr at 5:24 PM, with 92 notes
If you’re a Brisbanite please reblog this so I can follow you!!

chlochloariadne:

[yes I will actually follow you all]

Posted on 9th Apr at 5:20 PM, with 111,526 notes
Urgent security update »

heatherbat:

daveio:

herdivineshadow:

staff:

Bad news. A major vulnerability, known as “Heartbleed,” has been disclosed for the technology that powers encryption across the majority of the internet. That includes Tumblr.

We have no evidence of any breach and, like…

Posted on 9th Apr at 5:17 PM, with 50,766 notes

internleland:

harryistrash:

a 14 year old indian kid figured out that if the federal government changed their official font from times new roman to garamond they could save $234 million a year (source)

his name is Suvir Mirchandani

omitting identity from these things is how poc contributions and achievements end up getting erased altogether

his name is Suvir Mirchandani

Posted on 6th Apr at 3:56 PM, with 5,477 notes
Click here to help Suzi Bee get off the streets and into an independent living community »

toopunkforfriends:

toopunkforfriends:

PLEASE CIRCULATE WIDELY! I don’t know a lot of folks on tumblr & I am in desperate need of donations and support. Anything helps, $$$, thoughts, words, and reblogs!

TW: Abuse, Alcohol, 

My name is Suzi Bell, I’m 26 yrs old, passionate about music, art of any kind, and keeping things fun… I was born with Cerebral Palsy and have spent my life reliant on the help and care of my family and friends. I have a walker and a wheelchair (for longer distances or painful days) but my walker is my heart. Her name is Petunia, she’s lime green and zebra print, and without her I would crawl. My condition could definitely be worse, but it’s hard to walk any distance (especially on different terrains), carry things, climb steps, make food, blah blah blah.

I recently discovered that my mother has been lying to me and stole and coerced over $100,000 left to me by my dad and grandmother. This is on top of stealing my car a week after my house burned down, signing my disability benefits to herself, filing for ownership of my graphic design company, and if not physically hurting me, constantly telling me how no one could ever put up with helping me and I’ll never succeed in life. I disagree, but it’s hard to stay positive while only hearing how worthless you are, and having every financial gain I could use to begin a new and self sufficient life taken from me one way or another.

To top it all off my current living situation took a drastic turn for the worse and I will be homeless in 6 days due to an alcoholic housemate who after convincing me to move in, has finally admitted that we are being evicted due to him being VERY behind on rent. 

After finding this out I started searching for other living situations and in the process I found out about an apartment complex for folks living with disabilities. I scored an interview and was accepted (!!!) But without a steady income to handle this situation so suddenly.. I might miss the opportunity if I cannot come up with funds to move by next week.

I set up a gofundme as a last ditch attempt to pull myself out of this situation collapsing around me. I know that I am capable of being completely independent. I have finally reached the point where I am asking for help. Please donate if you can. Any help is infinitely appreciated whether it be $$$, a reblog, or just a word of support. I know I’m not alone in this world.. I know I can make it.. I just hope I can prove it.

Please reblog this, yall! Anything helps, I only have like 50 followers so a signal boost would be amazing.

I was laying here on the couch and feeling sorry for myself because I’ve had to do housework and paid work and then I read this. I’m not in a position to help right now, but are you? If not, are you able to signal boost? Thanks.

Posted on 5th Apr at 11:45 PM, with 7 notes

I feel like I can’t write what I want to write on FB because family will read it and they just don’t get this shit.

I’m tired of seeing people who aren’t fat coming into the fat acceptance community, trying to help, and then moving on to their next ‘project’ or showing their true colours. They might believe whatever it is they are saying about fat stigma being bad and what not, but then follow it up with working on stopping childhood obesity and making food marketing better to stop obesity. Or celebrating the weight loss of people.

It makes me angry to work on a resource to help against fat stigma in the community, thinking it would be an open thing for the whole community and then finding out it’s just another notch on the academic belt.

It’s hard enough getting through life as a fat man without having this sort of shit happen. FUCK.

Posted on 3rd Apr at 9:02 PM, with 2 notes

Great to catch up with erinaree and brideoflister. I have great friends. <3

Posted on 25th Mar at 1:34 AM, with 548 notes

fancybidet:

LAST PRINTS, LAST CHANCE.

The next round of prints will feature all new, recent art works so take the opportunity to grab the last of these before they’re gone.

Posted on 24th Mar at 2:56 PM, with 245,106 notes

samclifford:

hall0queen:

8bitrevolver:

This was meant to be a quick warm up, but it turned into a comic that I’ve wanted to draw for a while. This is something that is extremely important to me, and I appreciate it if you read it.

A while ago, I heard a story that broke my heart. A family went a cat shelter to adopt. The daughter fell in love with a 3-legged cat. The father straight up said “absolutely not”. Because he was missing a leg. That cat was that close to having a family that loved him, but the missing leg held him back. Why?!

Many people have the initial instinct of “nope” when they see an imperfect animal. I get it, but less-adoptable does NOT mean less loveable. 9 out of 10 people will choose a kitten over an adult cat. And those 10% that would get an adult cat often overlook “different” animals.

All I want people to do is be open to the idea of having a “different” pet in their lives. Choose the pet that you fall in love with, but at least give all of them a fair shot at winning your heart.

Don’t dismiss them, they deserve a loving home just as much as any other cat. They still purr, they still love a warm lap, they still play, they still love you. Trust me, next time you are in the market for a new kitty, just go over to that one cat that’s missing an eye and see what he’s all about!

As someone who regularly volunteers at an animal shelter this is so so so important! 

Old kitties already have lots of practice being cute and snuggling up.

Posted on 24th Mar at 2:54 PM, with 171,460 notes
(I work the floor at an independently-owned menswear store. The owner, my boss, spends a lot of time at the shop, and tries to keep prices as low as possible to help our city’s large homeless population get good job interview clothes. A clearly homeless man is wandering around the store. The other patrons are giving him looks.)
Customer: “Excuse me, sir?”
Me: “Yes, ma’am?”
Customer: “I think you may want to call security. That… bum over there, he keeps feeling the suits and muttering to himself. I’m just sure he’s planning to steal one.”
Me: “Well, ma’am, I think that’s quite unlikely.”
Customer: “Oh, come on, you know how they are! I mean, I’d keep an eye on him even if he wasn’t homeless!”
(The homeless man in question happens to be Hispanic.)
Me: “We don’t discriminate here, ma’am.”
Customer: “Well, I’m sure the owner would want to hear about this!”
(I give in and call him over. The customer explains her concerns. As a black man, my boss isn’t happy with her racism, but agrees to talk to the homeless man.)
Owner: “Excuse me, sir, are you finding what you need?”
Homeless Man: “Well, not really. I’m hoping for something versatile in a dark or navy wool, but most of the options in my size are cut American style instead of European, which fits me a little better. Not to mention they’re all pinstriped, which I really don’t have the build for, you know?”
Owner: “I… yes, I understand. I think we may have some options over here, if you’ll follow me. How did you know all that?”
Homeless Man: “Back before I lost my job, I used to be really into this stuff. I’m not looking for anything fancy, just something I can use to look good for a job interview later today.”
(My boss helps him find something he likes, and comes to the counter with him. The suit is priced at $87.)
Homeless Man: *digging in his pockets* “Hang on, I think I’ve got enough.”
Owner: *to me* “Take my card. I’m buying it for him.” *to the homeless man* “Here. The suit’s yours, on one condition. After your interview today, you come back and apply for a job here too. Got it?”
Homeless Man: “I… oh my God, thank you. Thank you so much.”
(Two years later, that formerly-homeless man is my manager, and has a little girl with his new wife—the owner’s sister.)
Posted on 23rd Mar at 11:32 PM, with 631,758 notes

erinaree:

madelineyo:

pocketspooks:

locksandglasses:

I remember when I thought people in their 20’s were adults. Now all of my friends are in their 20’s and everybody is just kind of fumbling around bumping into each other, trying to figure out where the free food is

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Excellent gif use

NEWSFLASH: I’m in my early thirties and I’m still trying to find out where the free food is.

Free food? Where? Gimme some!

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