alternative to evernote

I’ve been trying a bunch of programs out, and I’ve narrowed it down to three that I like for different reasons.


Pros: open source and free (donations accepted), tagging, dynamic text/hyperlinks, attach pics, note info, notebooks, full-text search, easy to use, offers a plaintext editor and regular editor, has extensions to change the editor and other things, allows import from Evernote and other programs, has an app, has web clipper add-ons for Firefox and other browsers

Cons: It didn’t recognize my notebooks, so what I did was go back to Evernote and all the notes in each notebook with a special notebook tag. For example all the notes in my SPN notebook now have the tag “.1spn” indicating that they were in the SPN folder. When I transferred everything to Joplin, I did a tag search, then just dropped all of those notes into my new SPN notebook.

Joplin doesn’t use their own servers, which is actually a good thing because this puts you in charge of your own notes and nobody can touch them. If Joplin ever disappears from the net altogether, if you still have the program, you can still access your notes and sync them across platforms because none of it was ever in the hands of Joplin.


Pros: free with paid extras (that aren’t expensive if you buy the long-term package), tagging, note info, easy to use, plaintext editor, session history, sync, allows plaintext import from Evernote and other programs, has an app

Cons: No images or attachments at all, no PDF or EPUB support, a little too simple if you want to do anything other than plaintext editing.


Pros: free, tagging, session and note history, sharing with other users, some dynamic text/hyperlinks, full text search, app

Cons: Overly simple and doesn’t allow attachments of any kind. Notes over 1000 words are not recommended. I couldn’t find an import feature, but I didn’t look that hard.

I also tried TagSpaces and Turtl, but I didn’t like either of them enough to review here. I read a lot of good things about Bear, but it’s exclusively for Mac/iOS users, so I couldn’t try it. If you use Apple products, I suggest checking it out because it looks really good.

I refuse to try OneNote as Microsoft has a tendency to screw their users, charge way too much, and there are compatibility issues when moving from one computer to the next. Google Keep was too simple for what I need, as were all the others I checked out.

After trying them all out, I decided to go with Joplin. It has the features I’m looking for. The sync can be done through services like Dropbox, which I’m assuming will be a little confusing for some users, but it’s totally worth it for all the features this program has! The default editor is plaintext, but just change the view and you’re good to go 🙂

@treefrogie84 and @dreamsfromthebunker

Murder Party (2007)

Murder Party (2007) Watched this last night and it was surprisingly good. It’s SUPER low budget, and pretty much everybody you see on camera also produced, wrote, directed, edited, etc. but it’s really funny! My mom’s friend Jilian is staying with us for a few days, and she loves horror, but we were running out …

i keep waiting for the schizophrenia acceptance posts




not to be a big whiny baby or anything but i never see them 🙁

No month dedicated to acceptance or awareness or visibility. We get an awareness day officially, but I never see anything reblogged on May 24th.

I don’t see posts where headcanons or canon schiz characters are represented. I don’t see cute/quirky bulleted posts about how schiz characters would do this or that.

And whenever schizophrenia is mentioned, it’s usually about how some awful character is probably schiz or some lunatic who mowed down a bunch of people turns out to be a schiz.

I know it’s not a “light” mental illness, but we’re out there and have really shitty representation when we do get it.

When it’s mentioned, people shy away or change the subject.

I see all these other mental, physical, sexual orientation, and gender issues getting recognition more and more, which is totally awesome and I don’t want that to stop, but schizophrenia still hasn’t come out of the dark shadows.

And do you have any idea how funny/cute/adorable hallucinations can be when they’re not viewed like the scourge of evil?

Seriously, the guys at the shop have fun with it, and I love it. They like to say, “Maya sees all. Even the stuff that isn’t there.” They tell me when something isn’t real, and we all have a laugh about it.

Can you imagine Cas, for example, asking barista!Dean if he’s seen the balloons in the sky and Dean looks out the window and says, “There are no balloons in the sky today, sir.”

This happens a few more times with things, and Dean catches on, and he thinks Cas is really cute, but Cas is oblivious because schiz people really suck at picking up on this and we suck at flirting, so Dean basically tries going overboard to flirt with Cas, but still Cas is clueless.

Until Sam suggests just saying “HEY I LIKE YOU LET’S DATE!” and Cas is totally surprised and Dean takes him to see a real balloon show.

This can be cute like other mental illnesses or issues. It doesn’t have to be all doom and gloom.

I adore clueless Cas and i adore Dean adoring Cas even more because of his quirks. Have some fluffy schiz!Cas destiel because i love you and I love these dorks and because representation is cool <3

Title: Days With You

Rating: Mature

Words: 3000

Tags: Fluff, schiz!Cas, model! Dean, ace!Sam, Modern AU

Dean’s flirted his way into bars, clubs, and even the backstage of a gig. He’s flirted his way into people’s pants and their beds. He takes great pride in being able to flirt into—or out of—any situation he damn well wants. Which is why he’s almost tragically offended when he moves into a new apartment and despite his absolute best efforts he can’t win more than a smile from his devastatingly handsome neighbour.

“Have you tried just asking him out?”

“Sam you literally could not be more useless. Ask him out. Are you insane?”

“Well what’s the worst that could happen?”

They’re sitting in the poky lounge room and Sam is offering life-ruining ideas under the guise of helpful advice.

“He could say no, for one.”

“But he might say yes.”

“Sam you’re not listening. He might say no.”

Sam sips his organic pharmy-shwarmy tea and shrugs. “Well at least then you’ll know.”

“That’s hardly any help.”

“You can’t just sit around moping after him on the off chance he doesn’t wanna bang you, too.”

Read the rest on Ao3!


I read. I squeed. I read again. I squeed some more. And then I read it again because it’s just that cute and that spot-on.

As I was re-re-re-re-re-reading @bellarisatk​‘s totally awesome Bunker Hall Series, I suddenly had a craving for Dean/Jensen with his “sassifier” in his mouth. I wouldn’t call the series ageplay-based. The pacifier along with mild ageplay scenes are wonderfully woven into the scenes in a way that’s almost… casual? And so amazingly sweet. If I hadn’t …


Fraises Enrobées de Chocolat

This quick and sloppy ficlet is my Valentine’s day present to @mansikkaomenabanaani. She is a lovely human and an amazing author (

Special thanks to @jemariel for helping me brainstorm, @celesteandtheirfandoms for the title translation, and both @60r3d0m and @seraphdean for their encouragement!

(Human!cas, no timeline, established)

Edit: I spelled the title wrong in the first post of this! Sorry to embarrass you, @celesteandtheirfandoms!

Dean was bone tired as he trailed into the grocery store behind Cas. It was damn near three in the morning, and he’d just spent seven hours driving back from a grueling rugaru hunt. His dreams of getting cozy with his memory foam had been dashed when he discovered they were out of beer. And bread. And eggs.

Cas however, who’d wisely chosen to sit this one out, was bursting with energy, a shopping basket tucked in the crook of his elbow. He made a beeline for the garish pink and red Valentine’s display lining the wall adjacent the entrance. Dean winced at the thump of his boots on the tile as he watched Cas inquisitively pick up stuffed animals and trail his fingers over floral displays. He wondered how ridiculous they looked considering Cas was in flannel pyjama pants and house shoes while Dean was still dressed from the drive.

Dean stopped in front of a table of bakery items. His eyes glazed over as he idly wondered why pie wasn’t considered a Valentine’s day food. He deserved some pie for running errands after such a long day. When was Valentine’s day anyway? Today? Yesterday? He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t hear Cas sidle up beside him.

“What are these, Dean?”

Dean jumped at the sound of Cas’ gravel bitten voice. “Huh, what?” he asked, his tone edgy.

Cas hummed thoughtfully before pointing down at a box of chocolate covered strawberries, “I suppose more accurately, my question is why is this fruit covered in chocolate? Would that even taste good?”

Dean couldn’t help the little smile that crept onto his face. “‘Course it’s good, chocolate’s sweet, berries are sweet…” he trailed off, gesturing vaguely in hopes of Cas understanding him despite his lack of verbal finesse after a 20 hour day.

Cas frowned, “Strawberry aren’t berries; their name is a misnomer. Strawberries are actually an aggregate accessory fruit, meaning they are receptacles for the plant’s ovaries rather than the ovaries themselves.”

Dean fixed Cas with his best ‘really?’ face of frustration as he processed Cas’ lecture. Finally he broke their stare off with a sleepy giggle. Cas rolled his eyes, “Are you laughing because I said ovaries?”

Dean’s delirious titter broke into a full laugh. Cas frowned at him. “Ok, ok, I’m sorry,” Dean said after composing himself, “Why don’t you think they’d be good?”

Cas sighed, clearly still frustrated with Dean’s juvenile behavior, “I just don’t think the soft, grainy texture of the strawberry would pair well with the solidified chocolate.”

Dean shrugged, “I dunno Cas, most people seem to like them.” He picked up a box and scoffed, “Twenty dollars? At that price, they better blow me too!”

“Do you think that’s an unreasonable amount for the product or an unreasonable amount to spend on showing one’s affection?” Cas asked sourly.

“All I’m saying is you can get a box of strawberries and a candy bar for less than ten bucks!” Dean complained, still looking affronted.

Cas glared at the confectionaries for a moment longer. Finally he turned on his heel to stalk off, calling back to Dean, “We need bread, correct?”

Cas stopped again when he felt the basket dip. He looked behind him just in time to see Dean placing the strawberries inside. Dean grinned apologetically at him, “Best to form your own opinion, right?” Cas smiled softly in return.

Dean admired how well the cashier hid her discomfort as she scanned the fifth container of salt. Cas was busy giving a cold case of energy drinks a judgemental look when the cashier reached the strawberries. Her eyes lit up as she slid the striped pink box over the scanner. “Are these for your partner?” she inquired exuberantly. Dean stammered out a nonsensical answer as his ears warmed with a blush. He paid quickly and gathered Cas and the groceries in an attempt to make a quick escape.

Unfortunately for Dean, Cas hadn’t missed the cashier’s innocent question. He shot Dean a mischievous grin as the doors slide shut behind them. “Does this make me your valentine, Dean?” he teased.

“Shut up,” Dean quipped, even as a smile crinkled his eyes. He shifted the groceries to one hand and slung an arm around Cas.

Cas pressed a kiss to Dean’s cheek, “I’m not sharing the fruit if you don’t say it.”

Dean laughed as he leaned his head against Cas’, “More for you, sweetheart.”