anne-sushi

lover of cats, 20's fashion, thrifted teacups, insects and unlikely animal friendships.

current obsessions include but are not limited to: downton abbey, boardwalk empire, misfits, breaking bad, LOST, mr selfridge, ben whishaw, pacific rim.
orbital-decay:

I am having a moment where I am utterly excited about something and simultaneously terrified of where that excitement might lead.
The image above is incredible for many reasons. It was the first photo taken by Neil Armstrong during the first moon walk, just over 45 years ago. That in itself is pretty amazing.
Even more incredible: This historic photo features a white object in the lower left corner. No joke: it’s a space garbage bag.
I knew that astronauts vented human waste and other fluids out into space, and was aware of the occasional unintentionally dropped spare glove, tool, or camera. I’d read that sometimes astronauts (particularly cosmonauts) hand-push objects they want to destroy into low orbits for convenient incineration upon reentry to the atmosphere.
But there’s something about the banal iconography of the garbage bag, and that it features so prominently in this moment of technical triumph, that has sent me down a wonderful rabbithole of frenetic research, trying to figure out the basic preliminary contours of a potential chapter on space litter — something I am beginning to see as a separate category from other orbiting space junk.
Thus the being simultaneously terrified. History dissertations are already overblown as it is. And, as one of my mentors says, a good dissertation is a done dissertation.
But space litter. SPACE LITTER.

orbital-decay:

I am having a moment where I am utterly excited about something and simultaneously terrified of where that excitement might lead.

The image above is incredible for many reasons. It was the first photo taken by Neil Armstrong during the first moon walk, just over 45 years ago. That in itself is pretty amazing.

Even more incredible: This historic photo features a white object in the lower left corner. No joke: it’s a space garbage bag.

I knew that astronauts vented human waste and other fluids out into space, and was aware of the occasional unintentionally dropped spare glove, tool, or camera. I’d read that sometimes astronauts (particularly cosmonauts) hand-push objects they want to destroy into low orbits for convenient incineration upon reentry to the atmosphere.

But there’s something about the banal iconography of the garbage bag, and that it features so prominently in this moment of technical triumph, that has sent me down a wonderful rabbithole of frenetic research, trying to figure out the basic preliminary contours of a potential chapter on space litter — something I am beginning to see as a separate category from other orbiting space junk.

Thus the being simultaneously terrified. History dissertations are already overblown as it is. And, as one of my mentors says, a good dissertation is a done dissertation.

But space litter. SPACE LITTER.

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mygreenlightsabers:

My Infinite List of Favourite FilmsThe Secret Garden

After losing her self-indulging parents in an earthquake, a bitter young girl named Mary Lennox is sent to live in England with her reclusive uncle. Eventually she discovers her bedridden cousin and a ‘secret garden’ that once belonged to her deceased aunt. With the help of her cousin, the kindly Dickon, and a little ‘magic’, Mary restores the garden back to its former glory. The Secret Garden is based on the novel by Frances Hodgson Burnett.

aaaah this movie is so great <3

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  • Me: Heyyyy baby *hugs cat*
  • Cat: *paws me*
  • Cat: *bites me*
  • Cat: *kicks me*
  • Cat: *scratches me*
  • Cat: *runs away immediately*
  • Me:
  • Me: *looks down the bleeding hands*
  • Me: Cats are
  • Me: the best

If any potential Ariannes want to come and sit on the street you can email me at aimee@rejectedprincesses.com. —Aimee Richardson (@Aimee_P_R)

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tamahi:

things ppl rly need to stop glorifying

  • not going outside
  • having social anxiety
  • being socially awkard
  • spending all of your time on the internet
  • not talking to people 
  • disliking people

yup. i do all of those things and it’s really not fun.

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