Shop Update - August 21 at 4pm EST

A wonderfully witchy shop update this time! I wanted to make some things for spooky season and decided on a witch/celestial theme for this batch! These items will be available in my shop on Monday, August 21 at 4pm EST if any of them catch your fancy!

another piece of advice i have for those living with partners or roommates: some days you are going to feel very productive while they seem kind of spacey/distracted/wanting to relax, and vice versa.

a phrase we have implemented is “is it playtime?” because sometimes you dont have the mental battery to be the present adult your partner/roommate is asking of you and need time to relax. also because i think its silly.

if you can communicate that between both parties then you can find a later time that you can work with them or figure out what needs to be taken care of right now. by communicating boundaries of “worktime” “playtime” you can respect each-others energy levels while still picking times to work together and achieve tasks as adults.

The Ballet Rehearsal on Stage, Edgar Degas 1874

she continues to be the moment

"Way too reliable narrator" where the narrator provides documentation and proof for how they know every detail in the narrative and an estimate of how confident they are in it.

Pensions sound so fake as a zillennial. You work for one place for decades (already sounds fake) and then afterwards you leave and they just. keep paying you. the same amount of money. to do nothing. for the rest of your life. if i wasn't already aware that this was something that readily and commonly existed during my grandparent's days then it would sound like some kind of socialist pipe dream

401(k)s became available in 1978, and that signaled the death of pensions pretty much everywhere that they weren’t part of a union contract. Workers who still have pension plans today are almost universally unionized and that benefit has been a holdover from contracts of the past.

The thing about pensions is that they are deferred compensation. You take a slightly smaller salary than your role should have, and the difference is being invested and paid out to you in retirement. But when 401(k)s became a thing and companies dropped pension plans, compensation never rose enough to offset the difference, and employer contributions to 401(k) plans is lower than what they had to invest in pensions. They got to have their cake and eat it too, and workers got screwed.

And now we’re into a third generation of workers who don’t foresee actually having enough money to ever fully retire.

real life: sorry im just not a social media kind of guy… i wanna live in the moment y’know…. im like really private i like having secrets

on tumblr at 11:41 pm : guess whose period just started while watching fraggle rock season 1 episode 17

@1kittynoir1 replied to your post:

It's not done yet, but it's the facing, collar, and cuffs for the patchwork dressing gown I'm working on! It was less than half a metre of silk/rayon velvet that I dyed in college because the sample we did of that colour was so nice I wanted a bigger piece. (It was PRO MX fibre reactive dye in the colour Marine, and I don't have my dye sample book with me right now but I think it was at 4%. It shows up more green on some fibres and more blue on others, but is always gorgeous.)

I had no specific plans for it at the time, but eventually the perfect project came along, and there was just enough!

I've been working on this thing (intermittently, in short busts) for a few years now, and am finally done the patchwork and on to the construction. I've posted occasional updates on @vincentbriggs and will post photos there when I'm done.

I've also been filming the whole process, so I'll have a video about it up on my youtube channel eventually, but that'll be a while after it's finished because I have so so so many clips and it's going to take a horrifyingly large amount of editing.

It's based on this c. 1835 original, which is a good 50-100 years later than what I usually sew, but I like it and I wanted one.

If anyone's wondering how many triangles mine has, it's 6,957.

Since I've got the time consuming part out of the way I'm hoping I can get the construction done before winter officially ends.

Edit: Why does everyone think I had a bad time working on the triangles?? I loved working on them, it was so satisfying to put lots of little bits of colour together. The reason I worked on it intermittently is because I could not put it down once I got working on it, and would work on it all day for several days straight until I was very tired and sore, and then I had to put it away to stop myself, and then I'd forget about it for a few months.

Also, they're machine sewn. Most of the actual garment construction will be by hand, but the patchwork is all by machine.

I finished my dressing gown.

And besides the velvet, it of course used up a lot of other little bits of fabric!

(Once again, my sewing and other non-dinosaur works are mainly posted on @vincentbriggs)

Video finished :)

It's an hour and 13 minutes long and I say 11,785 words in it.

Thank you!! Good luck on your sewing! And I'm glad my Very Correct nipple observations were appreciated

This is the transhumanist horror story I want to read

Came back wrong but it's. The format this consciousness was first backed up is no longer compatible so some untranslatable characters will now read like extended ascii symbols

@mxmollusca

google search how to act normal

google search how often should i blink

google search what am i supposed to say after i say whats up and they say not much

google search how close is it normal to stand

google search am i offputting

How dare you leak Murderbot’s search history!

To me, honestly, the biggest thing Tumblr has going for itself is the fact that no one uses it.

Originally I was thinking, in terms of "why do I use Tumblr and not other sites?" that the thing going for it is that it's a Post Anonymous Bullshit site. And this is true, and important, but also Tumblr isn't the only Post Anonymous Bullshit site.

I think the key power that Tumblr holds over me is that it's the Post Anonymous Bullshit site that no one uses.

And the reason that's so clutch is because of how much safety it adds. No matter what kind of office or acquaintance small-talk spirals into the direction of social media, which, perhaps in an unthinking moment, causes you to mention you use Tumblr. Even if your conversation partner acts interested in this detail, they won't follow you. Twitter? Tiktok? Fuck man, the person could whip out their phone on the spot and look you up. Tumblr? No way in hell. They'd have to download an app. Make an account. Check it regularly? Just to see you posting "happy fuck him flat friday"? No.

And on the absolute off chance this person does have a Tumblr, and does follow you, well they probably have all the same problems you do that's led them to be active on this site in 2023 so you should be pretty safe in a very girl what are YOU doing at the devil's sacrament kind of way.

Slowly but surely, I will post all of the images that have been included in my Heart in Paradise art book but that haven't be publicly shared yet <:

Here's a portrait of Xiao Zhan as Wei Wuxian - I hope you like it 💙

PS: the art book is available here and here c:

Prints and other stuff on my RedBubble and Threadless c:

Hey you.

haggard from her battle (psychologically terrorizing my mom’s golden retriever for hours) the warrior (inbred 9 pound cat) cautiously trods towards the celebratory banquet (Rae Dunn bowl full of kibble)

This cat looks like the fucked up garfield plushie

thank you. she is.

forget about touching grass, i need to touch THE SEA I NEED TO GO INTO THE WATER I NEED TO DIVE INTO THE SEA!!!!!!!!!!!!

I NEED TO GO IN THERE ⬇️⬇️⬇️‼️‼️‼️

Lol. Everyone in the notes freaking out like 'I live by the sea, don't jump in, it dangerous'.

Like, guys, guys, listen, you don't understand. They don't mean... They want to be... Listen, ok, I grew up on the sea, I've been through hurricanes on trawlers and gale force 9 storms crewing tallships. I've seen enormous waves absolutely destroy boats. I've been caught in riptides while scuba diving and felt the complete powerlessness of it. The sea will absolutely annihilate you, consume you, never give up your body, and not even notice.

I know the power of the sea better than most, however, I know exactly what they mean. Sometimes you see it churning with unfathomable power and all you want is to just get in the sea and have it absolutely fuckin blast you clean. Like sandblast your fuckin soul. Fuckin powerwash your bones clean. Ya know?

Can confirm, getting beat up by the ocean is a religious experience.

fireflies lighting up a rural Pennsylvania field at dusk

As a european i sometimes forget furefkied are actually real and not american folklore/cryptids. Like you’ve got friendly little bugs that glow in the dark….. b r uh

in case europeans were worried: we love them very much! even tho they’re clumsy and slow and sometimes bump into you, no one swats fireflies here, or takes them for granted. even grownups sometimes reach out in the summer and gently catch a firefly for a minute before letting it go.

By “reach out” that’s meant quite literally–you just kinda. Stick your hand in their flight path and they land on you and will sit on your hand for a bit. Sometimes if you’re just walking or standing outside while they’re active you have to shoo them off you because they’ll just. Sit on you.

They’re harmless and very pretty and it’s always a treat to see because they’re out for a relatively short time each year.

if you knit or crochet you need to know math. "oh, because you have to count the stitches?" you'd think so wouldn't you. well it's actually because sometimes the yarn gets so messed up you can't untangle it without becoming an expert in the field of topology

thr funniest part of therapy to me is when you first come in and you're exchanging niceties and they say "hello! how are you" and you say "im fine how are you :)" and then 30 seconds later they put on their therapist voice and say "so how are you doing?" and you go well lisa. believe it or not im doing Bad

spam emails are horrifying on an entirely different level once you actually begin to grapple with the material reality of ‘cyberspace’. how many servers were involved in dumping this message into my trash folder, where are they located, how much water goes into cooling them every day? where did the metals come from to build these facilities, who maintains them, how much labour and suffering and exploitation is required to bombard me with 50 messages a day i don’t even look at for products i will never buy? not just useless or a nuisance, but actively harming the earth & its people, and for what. zero social value, zero human communication, just capital trying to metastasise

"I can't let you do this." "And I can't let you die."

What does MDZS have a lot of? Pretty hair and self-sacrificing idiots! Hence: Tangled AU!