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(Reblogged from beepish)

With a Little Help from my Friends

candygut:

mortreport:

There comes a moment - mired in an ocean of insurance billing paperwork and trying to parse through who exactly you owe money to and why the hell you haven’t (or maybe you have?) met your deductible yet - when the phone rings and it’s your podiatrist. He says he’s very sorry, but he looked at the x-rays and you actually can’t start to put weight on your foot yet because it isn’t healing right. Also, you’re going to need a bone growth stimulator, and even though you’ve got decent insurance you pay out the nose for every month, it’s going to cost you another $1,400.

It is a sinking, drowning moment of utter darkness and it requires a bottle of wine, even if you have to count your change to pay for that bottle at Bevmo.

Usually this moment comes in conjunction with seeing your latest pay stub. Funeral directors, on average, don’t make a whole lot. Funeral directors who are also apprentice embalmers really don’t make a whole lot. Apprentice embalmers who are tangled in divorce proceedings with adulterous husbands and living in one of the most expensive areas in the United States super really don’t make a whole lot, and being chronically ill in America is cost prohibitive, to say the least. Apprentice embalmers who are two months away from being able to take their state licensure exams are definitely, absolutely, really not going to leave the state - not after a two year commitment to their apprenticeship.

It is around this time when you realize you maybe need help. You’ve got family, amazing family who drops everything to cross the country and help - but family that also has your two sisters at home, two college tuitions to be paid for, and pockets that are only so deep. And you mull it over with your glass of wine, and you feel a twinge of pride and an acrid dislike that you’re in a position where you even need to ask for help.

This is also right around the time that your best friend tells you that you’re being ridiculous, and then she helps you set up a fundraiser to help with your medical bills.

It is, therefore, now the time that I very humbly ask for a little help from my friends.

If you can donate, know that I am appreciative of every single cent. If you can share my link, know that I am grateful for every single click. If you read this and sent me some love and empathy, thank you for every thought. Y’all have been a huge part of why I haven’t drowned since March of 2013. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Fundraiser link to help with Heather Ratcliff’s medical bills

i know we don’t cross the streams much, but this is my sister who is a spectacular, wonderful person, apprentice mortician with eds. i’ve been by her side throughout this and damn is it hard, but she handles it with such grace and strength (and witty blog posts). she’s helped me through a lot of stuff, so if you could help her by reblogging or donating- it’d be really, really appreciated.

(Reblogged from jiratron)
did-you-kno:

An old set of taxidermied boxing squirrels was found in the back of a closet at a Goodyear Tires headquarters. Their value was estimated at $300, but they sold at an auction for $70,000. Source

did-you-kno:

An old set of taxidermied boxing squirrels was found in the back of a closet at a Goodyear Tires headquarters. Their value was estimated at $300, but they sold at an auction for $70,000. Source

(Reblogged from jean-valgina)

rufftoon:

acersecomic:

An old SCAD assignment to combine a movie with a certain comic artist’s style. 

So Hellboy and Labyrinth crossover. Despite my intense love for both this is the only fanart I have made.

Ahaha! Best crossover ever!

(Reblogged from picklerocket)
pixelatedcrown:

more pixels!! butterflies this time. I have three of these species in frames on my wall :O these’re up for grabs as stickers too!

pixelatedcrown:

more pixels!! butterflies this time. I have three of these species in frames on my wall :O these’re up for grabs as stickers too!

(Reblogged from xiidogsmiles)

mattfrith:

mattfrith:

Pixels? Where we’re going, we don’t need… pixels.

My sleeping cycle is ruined and to that I say ‘Sleep? Where we’re going we don’t need sleep!”

(Reblogged from artfulhermes)

thebsdboys:

OK first you’re being a total dick right now,

(Reblogged from donutbutton)
(Reblogged from aatropos)
(Reblogged from stockphotosftw)

worldofthecutestcuties:

I took my cat on his first walk yesterday

(Reblogged from donutbutton)