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One thing about me is I love insane women. Perpetually exhausted and eternally bitter. Unintentional psychology/neuro student. Opera enthusiast. Trekkie. Jewish autistic dyke who is also physically disabled. These things come up a lot on my blog. #cripplepunk
She/ hers/they/them/etc. This blog is a clusterfuck of whatever strikes my fancy and occasionally my art. You have been duly warned :)

Its been a wild fucking evening I’ve been having these episodes all fucking day where I would just randomly completely go limp which happens regularly but this was happening like regularly along with funnnn little spastic episodes which popped my fucking joints out of place. And then my blood pressure dropped which I figuredout before seeing the numbers because I felt like dying…after taking like an hour to get over to the fridge to make something to eat that wasn’t salted water I felt marginally better but also now my stomach hurts, reflux is making my chest hurt, I inhaled multiple things and ended up hacking out my lungs and also shit myself in that process and ugh

on the last poll (here), canes were at over 50%, so i wanna get some data on other mobility aids. if you use more than one, choose which you use more. if you use them equally, choose which you like the best or find the most helpful

I think the most unintentionally pretentious part of me is I genuinely forget that most people do not have a near-encyclopedic knowledge of mythology and folklore. I literally just assume most people know at least the name of every Greek god. My mom and I were watching the Banshees of Inisherin and at the start, she asked "Do you know what a banshee is?" and I was so stunned because it would never occur to me to ask that question because I would never assume the average person doesn't know what a banshee is. The average person knows what a banshee is right. You know what a banshee is right. You know the names of the greek gods right. You know that norse myth where loki fucked the horse right. Right. RIGHT

Actual conversation I had last week:

Coworker 1: - so I've suggested we name the project Charybdis

Me: haha yeah, because [stuff relating to the project and to mythical monsters], and if the sister project goes ahead too we can call it Scylla

Coworker 1: exactly my plan

Coworker 2: what in the actual living fuck are you guys talking about

I just saw someone say the words "jokingly gaslight" this might be a good time to reintroduce the internet to the terms "lying" or perhaps "pranking" or even just "joking" on it's own

Okay, say it with me guys…

If you are giving someone wrong information in the hopes that they'll believe that it's true, then that's lying.

If you are giving someone wrong information under the assumption that they'll ultimately realise that it's false, and that they will find this funny, then that's joking.

If you are giving someone wrong information in the hopes that they'll believe that it's true and that their response will be funny, then that's a prank.

If you are giving someone wrong information in the hopes that they will notice the differences between your presentation of reality and their perception of it, and come to doubt their ability to judge what is and is not real, then that's gaslighting.

now dont leave this in the tags

If you are giving someone wrong information and you assume they will know it is wrong, in hopes that they will play along, then that’s a bit.

no one butchered tongue posting? no one crying about the preservation of native languages or lack thereof? no one emotional about what it means to lose your language to colonial violence and have it only preserved through place names you can't translate any more? I'm going to kill someone

Anyone who thinks that doing something the hard way with "willpower" instead of the most effective and efficient way with whatever tools you have at your disposable is a fucking dipshit, and likely an ableist too.

I'm so so so tired of the "meds as a last resort" mentality.

If I get a migraine, could I rub peppermint oil on my temples and lay in a dark room and suffer along until the pain abates and I can take pride in surviving on my will power alone? Sure, I fucking guess. Or I could take my fucking meds and have a functional day.

And the same goes for my damn Adderall. Clearly, I can *survive* without Adderall for my ADHD. I did it for my entire life up until I FINALLY got diagnosed earlier this year. But guess what? I dont NEED my meds. I COULD go without them. I don't fucking want to. I am so much more functional with them, and there is no honor in unnecessary suffering.

Medicine isn't a moral failing and there isn't a specially little corner of heaven reserved for folks who took the fewest number of pills in their life.

I think I’d like to tack onto this that suffering isn’t a virtue. You’re not a better person for enduring more pain, you’re not better or stronger if you don’t ask for help when you need it. It’s a little pointless to wallow if there’s a way for you to improve your quality of life

oh man, DS9 7x22 “Tacking Into The Wind”. I forgot that this scene

and this scene

are in the same episode. Kira & Ezri being like 'actually the state you're so loyal to has always been a sham' and Damar and Worf being forced to confront the reality of their situations. And then Damar kills Rusot and Worf kills Gowron, as well as killing the part of themselves that clung to a past that never really existed

Satan in Christianity: All-powerful demigod king of Hell, rival to God, horrible evil and scary.

HaSatan in Judaism: The equivalent of that one annoying tattletale in your class who's constantly trying to get the other students in trouble, or a corrupt prosecuting lawyer who can easily be tricked by not blowing a ram's horn for one day.

DEVASTATING the lyric you've been mishearing is better than the real one

Idk if it’s better but Sinead O’Connor’s Lay Your Head Down ( music by Brian Byrne and lyrics by Glenn Close) came on my playlist and I heard “there’s death at the end of the night,” instead of “there’s dawn at the end of the night.”

Had a dream where Worf from Star Trek mixed up bingo and sudoku and every time he finished a puzzle he’d get up and aggressively yell “sudoku!” in ten forward.