Feeling Rough Lately.

These mornings remind me of another story I remember reading somewhere.

This dude had escaped a bad situation with pretty much nothing but his life and his cat, and temporarily lived in a place that had no heating. He still had his job and was looking for a better place the whole time he lived there, but this was genuinely one of those "it's this or being homeless" situations.

But getting up and putting on cold clothes every single morning understandably sucked ass. The cat had thick enough fur to get by, but while both of them managed, they didn't exactly enjoy it. But the mornings and the cold clothes were the worst.

Then this guy figured out that the cat likes sleeping on plastic bags. So he started folding his next day's clothes into a plastic bag every evening, making a sort of a pad, and somehow managed to train the cat into sleeping on it. So every morning, crawling out of bed into the cold air, he would trade with the cat - the cat would crawl into his human-warmed bed, and he would put on the clothes that were warmed by the cat.

This routine went on for the winter months they lived in that apartment, until he finally found a new place they could get, that had proper heating and other common decencies of proper housing that felt like luxuries in contrast to what they had.

But the cat still insists that he folds his clothing into a plastic bag every evening so she can sleep on it. And she will not let him go to bed before he's made one for her.

An artist : Aw man! I saw my arts were reposted on Instagram. I’ve asked them to take my arts down but they ignored me.

Me : Say no more! Click this link, then click ‘fill out this form’. Fill the form and wait for about 1-2 days, the staffs will remove the image you were reporting from the reposter’s account :^)

April Fool’s Day is in a few days, and I just wanted to make this clear. This blog is safe, and I can promise you no screamers, nothing emotionally abusive, no fake posts, and nothing to intentionally trigger dissociation. You are safe here.

Something that I first applied to working with children, and have applied in a limited form to working with adults: you don't need to tell someone when they read your instructions wrong. Sometimes it's enough to point out what they did right and then whatever they didn't do? You ask them to do it in more precise words, and you make it sound like it's a new request. Remarkable how fast things get done this way.

If you are a white kid with a positive relationship (as in they are not abusing you and generally like you as a kid and want you to like them) with a casually racist family member have you considered guilt tripping them? It's been a highly effective tactic with my grampa. When he used to pop off with shit I wouldn't give him a dissertation like my mom and uncle did bcus he'd just dig in his heels and argue. Instead, I found a well placed "wow :( no it's fine I just like idk. I didn't know you were like that :(((( " worked WONDERS. If you want to deradicalize people, don't focus on writing essays for random trolls online. Just make your racist family feel bad for being racist. You might even be able to sneak some idk facts and logic into them after you've been doing that consistently while hanging out.

thoughts on the green broadbill?

everyone look at this thing immediately…… so green with a wonderful silly face….

PSA

If you happen to stumble upon an ad that looks like this, DO NOT SCROLL DOWN.

The rest of the ad is a very tall GIF of strobing red light that can potentially cause seizures. You cannot scroll past this ad quickly enough to avoid seeing it.

There seems to be no way to report the ad, so the next best thing is to use an adblocker (if you haven’t already) or even stay off the mobile app.

Please reblog to help spread awareness.

With Easter fast approaching with its spiked rabbit sales and subsequent spiked rabbit abandonment rates, I thought I’d use my powers for good by spreading some information I think everyone should know before they get their first bunny. I usually don’t want people reposting my art, but feel free to spread this one around! Reblogs are very, very appreciated. If you want more information about pet rabbits, you can for example check out rabbit.org. And remember: Adopt, don’t shop!

I’m a lesbian and somehow I manage to walk down the street and not ogle women I find attractive, or cat call or degrade them, or touch them without permission, or interrupt their daily lives, it’s almost as if I’m treating them like human beings despite my attraction to them. What an insane concept.