thinking about jennifer lawrence walking her dogs
i don’t know if i dreamed this thought or not but recently i read the most heartwrenching romantic story from a woman’s perspective and it was written by a man. and i read the most excruciating description of being a son and it was written by a woman. and yes the profundity of experience is irrespective of gender but it also has me thinkin abt that “there’s no man quite like a woman” quote and how we understand each other’s shared experiences far better than most think. but there is something about that longing searching quality of trying to imagine across a societal divide; drawing closer to recognizing one another in a truer sense even if we’re taught there is nothing recognizable in each other. there’s a terribly tragic tenderness in the hard work of human connection
literally dont understand how the same people who were going ‘oh she deserves to be kidnapped bc she’s a mossad spy (unsubstantiated obviously) then go on to say ‘princeton is at fault for authorizing this research’ like *I* think it’s suss that this is the second time a princeton phd student got kidnapped in mena region/and this says sth about their advising practices because *I* think phd students regardless of their politics should be protected periodt, but what’s with these weirdos who were lowkey cheering on her being kidnapped to then go around blaming princeton like wtf do you want????????? what am i missing in their logic?/wtf????
this is a message for everyone who is 22. if you’re 22 please stop worrying. take a deep breath eat a bagel maybe. everything that feels impossible is going to work itself out. have a great day
do u have a message for 25 year olds
I talked about this with a moot on twitter and 25 is weirdly the age a lot people flip out. seriously just flip out because they feel their lives have failed irrevocably and it’s all downhill/abject failure from now on. I myself had a mental breakdown at 25 that took years to recover because i fell headlong into crisis mode and sabotaged so much. I legit convinced myself that i was done for, when looking back, it boggles my mind because i was SO YOUNG and could have done everything i put my mind to, do whatever reset, however extreme, if I wanted to. and objectively i was not in a bad place at all?? but somehow my brain had convinced me that i had. fucked. up. irrevocably.
so if you’re 25 and your brain is telling you that you failed or trying to convince you it’s hopeless or it’s ending or whatever, i’m not invalidating your feelings because I felt it as well but don’t listen to it. it will pass. it will get better. you can do anything literally anything you want to do in life at 25 and you can recover from whatever you choose to do. I personally messed things up so much that it took years to recover from my 25 but guess what, i still did recover and im rebuilding my life.
besties, seriously 25 is a dangerous age, I KNOW. but you can do it. i promise it’s not the end of the world it will get better. I promise.
Do we have a franz kafka diary entry for july 1st, i want to know what he thinks!!!
rehearsing
happy too tired July everyone
[image text: "July 1. Too tired." end text]
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Calvin and Hobbes - It’s July Already
if you think about it, will’s tendency to call things that are morally wrong “ugly” instead of bad or unethical or any other synonym, is him already subscribing to hannibal’s philosophy of “ethics being aesthetics” before hannibal even influenced him in that direction. hannibal just changed it from “ugly” to “beautiful”.
I feel cheated. no one on Reddit told me that tumblr is a serotonin factory. Keep liking and reblogging my posts please thanks
Just don't fly too close to the sun.
Throw me to the sun and I’ll get it pregnant
Fellas (gender neutral), you heard him. Ready the catapults.
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aperitif motel scene but w hannigram ladies
“how is peppermint patty a lesbian if she has a crush on charlie brown” like you don’t know any lesbians who are obsessed with some weird sad little guy
ANIS MOJGANI x ALEXANDER HARDING
‘For Those Who Can Still Ride In An Airplane For The First Time’, spoken word, uploaded on Youtube on 20 Apr. 2009;
Visible Light series (2010), photography
Yall wanna hear a kinda funny, kinda sad story about my grandmother and hetero-normativity?
Ok, so... when my grandmother was in her 50s (I was an infant), she met a woman at the Unitarian Church. And, as can happen when you meet your soul mate, this event made it impossible for her to deny parts of herself that she had fiercely hidden her whole life.
All the drama- their affair being found out, the divorce with my grandfather, the court battle over who got the house, happened while I was a baby. Even in my earliest memories, it's just Mama Jo and Oma, and my grandfather lived elsewhere (first his own apartment, then a nursing home, then with us.)
But here's the thing- no one ever explained any of this to me. No one ever sat down and was like "hey, Rosie, so do you know what a lesbian is?" It was the 90s. It was Texas. I think my mom was still kinda processing all this, and just assumed that like... I was gonna figure it out. Don't mention it, let it just be normal. Like I think my mom thought that if she explained the situation, she would be making it weird? I dunno.
But like. In the 90s, in all the movies I had seen and books I had read, do you know how many same sex couples I had seen? Like. 0. Do you know how many "platonic best friend/roommates" I had seen? A lot. I had no context, is what I'm saying.
I literally thought this was a Golden Girls, roommates, besties situation until I was like...I dunno, 11? 12?
It was actually their parrot, an African Grey named Spike, imitating my grandmothers voice saying "Johanna, honey, it's getting late", that triggered the MIND BLOWN moment as I realized that *there's only one master bedroom and it only has 1 waterbed* when all the pieces finally clicked.
Anyway. I think it's a real important thing for kids to know queer people exist, for a lot of reasons, but also because kids can be clueless and it's embarrassing to have your grandmother be outted by a parrot because everyone just thought you'd figure it out on your own.
Anyway, here is my grandma and her wife, my Oma, after they moved to Albuquerque to be artsy gay cowboys and live their best life. They helped run a "Lesbian Dude Ranch" out there (basically just with funding and financial support. As Oma has explained "traditionally, most lesbians don't have a lot of money" so they wrote the checks and let the younger ladies actually run the ranch.)
favorite thing ab chatgpt is that if it doesn’t know something it’ll just start fucking lying. like blatantly fucking lying.
my dad teaches english classes and he just got a final paper with this sentence: “In terms of style, both poets are known for their use of imagery, but O'Hara's tends to be more straightforward and concrete, while Stevens' is often more abstract and metaphorical — for example, in O'Hara's poem "The French / Window," he writes: "A cat walks along the garden wall / and the tree waves its branches / The French / windows are blah" (lines 1-4).”
the thing about “The French / Window” is that it is not a poem that exists. at all. like, it was literally just written by chatgpt then inexplicably named as a famous frank o’hara poem. and it’s so. fucking. funny. sooo basically heads up for finals season — those of you who use chatgpt, be warned, because you will quite literally be citing nonexistent texts and your professors will show it to their daughters and together they will laugh at you endlessly and you will deserve it
I work as a librarian in an academic library and one of my tasks is filling article and interlibrary loan requests for students and faculty that they need for papers and projects.
I have had three different requests for entire lists of resources, properly formatted and correctly cited, from real journals and real authors... with articles that just don't exist.
An article titled something like Nurses At Risk: The Growing Dangers to Public-Facing Medical Staff turns out to be written by a Chinese theoretical physicist and a German linguist. People who do exist, but never worked together and aren't even in the correct field. Journals that are real, but never published this article.
And it's not just scholarly articles; there were YouTube videos with hyperlinks that led to nothing. Books that had never been published. All generated nonsense.
Three. Whole. Lists. And these are from the good students who actually want to use the resources that they asked chatGPT to "find" for them. No telling how many students just tacked on a bibliography without checking to see if the sources were legit because let's be real: students list sources all the time that they never actually read.
We've alerted all our faculty to this and they know to be watching, so yeah -- if you're trying to use a chatbot to generate stuff for you, better check it twice before submitting. (or better yet, do the work for real, lol. It's less work in the long run. )
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love how tumblr staff has time to censor words like “paint mixing” and “my face” and yet they can’t get rid of ssexsophie8127 thats been liking my posts from 2017
fuck you
i won