i can't be trusted with sour gummies i'm guzzling this shit down like a hog that's tasted blood
I've been having a lot of feelings about the downfall of quality lately.
I ordered a pair of Dickies pants because pants are hard and workwear is usually reliable. When they arrived they were the scratchiest, most papery material--I can't actually call it fabric in good faith--and fit a full three sizes too small. A week later I found the same pair in a thrift store, dated 2017. These are actual pants. They fit, they're not made of asbestos. They're only separated by time.
There's no wood used in interior design unless it's a custom build. I have a set of wealthy relatives who live in a condo. The downpayment for it was likely more money than I will see in my lifetime. The floors and the cabinets are all still laminate. I know I will never see real wood in a building constructed after 2000. Every "apartment hack" I see online has this very conspicuous, flat appearance because of all the paint and contact paper required to make these builds look personal in any way. The only natural materials are in the furnishings.
I've been harping on this for years, but everything is shit, nothing is designed to work, and "growth" and "profit" are just euphemisms for cutting corners until things are unworkable.
The use of difficulty ratings (easy/medium/hard) rather than levels of firmness (soft/firm/hard) to describe egg yolk viscosity implies the existence of higher difficulties such as "eggs over-legendary" and perhaps even "eggs over-nightmare"
insane how many people just have these incredible artists in their families who get no recognition outside of crocheting circles because this art form is devalued for its association with women
in my country, the word for crocheting, is used metaphorically, to compliment a surgeon’s work.
every AFAB person my mother’s age and older, had practiced this craft at one point on another.
My mom has made literal paintings, that decorate our house for years (I’ll come back with pictures when I visit next) you can only see that they are crocheting when you go very close.
as promised here’s my mom’s crocheting “paintings”
There is another one but it had been stored many years ago, (i remember it from my childhood) and sadly it is probably damaged by mold, it depicted wild horsed running in nature
HOLY SHIT THE COLORWORK?????
i think that if anyone was gonna write "angst" abt tim and being bi/coming out it should be about how jack drake died before tim could tell him. that despite the complicated relationship he had with a parent who wouldve, couldve, been horrible about it, tim never got the choice to tell him (or janet. i love you janet i know you wouldve supported your little guy)
like. the evidence that your parent would react horribly but the need for them to accept you and jack drake who's primary way of bonding with his kid was trying to make him a mans man (but not That kind. yk.) and clearly expected tim to be cisheterosexual vs the reality of a bisexual kid who has a lot of stake in identities and disguises. and like. jack had to grapple with the fact that tim was robin (famously.) but like
idk sorry i just think it would eat at tim. like. part of the guilt of losing the parent you have this complicated relationship with would also be tied to the "they never really knew me, they didnt get the chance or give me the space to tell them" and feeling guilty and sad that you Couldnt come out. and Not Knowing howd they wouldve reacted. and how that could tie to real internalized bullshit! because that is also an lgbt experience! especially with parent death!
#forgive me if i am. incorrect btw but from what i have seen of tims stuff in recent years #there is a focus on like...... feeling guilty over jacks murder! bc tim felt powerless to stop it! #and hes a little control freak ← mostly a joke i do love him #so its especially poignant #and theres focus on his bisexuality and exploring what He Wants #but there could be tasty intersections here to explore!!! whole meals!!!!
^ keeping my own tags on this. but anyway im so mad that they absolutely just. do not see that the way they write tims feelings about jacks death feel so surface level. like Olly pointed out, they used the same idea of guilt over jacks death in basically back to back publications from two different writers. and its not even good!
it is so boring, there's no depth added to it. its just "oh no i wasnt fast enough. i failed him!"
maybe tim should have to grapple with jacks expectations as a bisexual man whos coming into his early 20s*. i want it to be about his conservative father's ghost being whats stopping him from truly accepting and knowing what he wants. its INTRINSICALLY TIED to his identity.
hes not gonna know until he comes to peace with jacks death on multiple fronts but considering theyre trying to Really integrate his bisexuality/general identity issues/boyfriend into his writing rn they have an awesome opportunity to do something meaningful with that 👍 and acknowledge that the lgbt experience is complicated 👍 it wouldnt even be using lgbt pain as a spectacle like its just reality. come on.
i feel like this one clip fully sums up this specific group of people
Sam (host): Zac - moose.
Zac: [Makes moose noises]
Sam: Zac... I’m-
Zac: [Makes another, more impassioned moose noise, now using his hands as antlers]
[Laughter]
Brennan: Did you factor in the antlers?
Sam: [Laughing] I’m factoring them in as we speak!
Brennan: Uh, fun fact about moose; they’re the last...
Josh: [Overlapping] Oh my god...
Brennan: ...Surviving species of North American megafauna.
Sam: No points for Brennan.
Brennan: Points for the audience for learning.
Josh: God, Brennan, it’s not the extra credit show! It’s “make animal sounds!” Come on, dude. I got places to be.
Zac: Josh has to leave in four minutes.
[Laughter]
David Cage you fucking hack
David Cage citing the work of David Cage as an inspiration that changed his life is classic David Cage.
i made collages of my favorite comments yesterday
"Do you enjoy doing math?"
"I do not."
"How about live improv?"
"Not at all."
"Okay... but what if there are dragons?"
"...keep talking."
Dungeons & Dragons & Derivatives
[ID: An engraved metal lighter case. On the lid is a rectangle with a wooden-style rifle on it, and a wreath behind it. On the body of the lighter is text, in all caps, that reads, "Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil for I am the evilest son of a bitch in the valley." /End ID]
It’s always “revenge won’t give you back what you lost” and “murder is wrong” and never how was the bloody violent revenge the bloody violent revenge looked fun was it fun
Yeah it was pretty fun, just a lil messy, hang on let me just wash my hands real quick
Oh no
The Dawnhounds is a good book it has mushroom cities and women and a cat
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.










