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pronunciation | \moor-‘Ef-ok\ (moor-EEF-ock)
from Tolkien’s “On Fairy Stories” | Mooreeffoc is a fantastic word… It is Coffee-room, viewed from the inside through a glass door… [It] may cause you suddenly to realize that England is an utterly alien land, lost either in some remote past age glimpsed by history, or in some strange dim future to be reached only by a time-machine; to see the amazing oddity and interest of its inhabitants and their customs and feeding-habits.

THIS ESSAYYYYY.

Last night, well, my night, I posted this:

Hello tumblr - I assume most of you will get this in the morning, assuming you are from the US. If not, sorry to generalize, but maybe you can still help. See, it’s almost seven AM here, and despite taking sleeping pills 2 hours ago, I am still awake. Because my natural sleep schedule is close to the reverse of “normal.”

But my parents are forcing me to earn money or get another loan I can’t afford. I also am terrified of driving and would not be a safe driver for a number of reasons, even if I could learn in one summer. Oh, and if possible I wouldn’t be using the phone all day because I have social anxiety issues with it.

This being the case, I really need a way to earn some money remotely. If anyone has any suggestions, from mailing letters, to remote data entry, or especially anything to do with writing, creative or otherwise, I’d do it, for pretty cheap. I’m pretty desperate. My parent’s don’t much care if waking up early would cause a mental break down, they want me making money. I’m just trying to make it though the summer.

Any suggestions at all are more than welcome.

And I got one suggestion (thank you!) to check out Chacha, but the parent told me that that is supplemental and I need something for it to be supplemental to. My dad is telling me to apply to jobs that I am in no way qualified or prepared for because at least it will show that “I’m trying.” Positions that require knowledge I don’t have, hours I can’t keep, a live in job helping helping keep an autistic 25yrs old guy I’ve never met company. WAT EVEN.

HALP. I don’t want to apply for these. I can’t get them - because I can’t do them if I get the job.

Anything - sig boosts, suggestions, google searches. I was told that “It would be very nice to see some progress, rather than excuses. I’m not saying what has to be done, but…”

Gah. It’s 11am I’m going to bed.

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I found friedrich nietzsche in my pancake. must be a sign.

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My husband said it looks more like Joseph Stalin.

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What bugs me, is that when they are as straight forward as that, looking back, you know, it’s clear. Abuse, plain and simple. But what about when it’s not. What if it comes from a place of disappointment - from a “you can do anything— why aren’t you?” point of view. Words can hurt, even if they don’t mean to. Even if it’s from a place of love, right? Right? Maybe it isn’t abuse anymore but. But it still hurts, right? I don’t even know what to call it.

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Almost an Arch by Bogdan Ionescu on Flickr.

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Aspen Forest

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winter tree by noemi_2648 on Flickr.

The king has returned. Long live Gondor

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Lava tube (by L. Napoli)

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Patagonia - Argentina by travelcreme on Flickr.

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lightening strike003 by proud2bblackguy on Flickr.

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