Bro my executive dysfunction ass does not need these “it’s ok to rest, you deserve it” posts. Like I’ll just agonize over not being able to force myself to do things I need to do until I actually mentally exhaust myself and then have to drug myself to sleep at night and be like “well I haven’t done anything so that counts as rest right.” I hate myself bruh.
I don't pray and I'm not religious, but sometimes I vaguely hope that there's some Powers That Be who may grant things that people hope for if they deem it right. Unfortunately, they're trickster gods.
I don't pray in some sense of "I deserve these good things to happen to me because I have been good", but more in a "pls permit the conditions that would let me do this, I promise watching me do it would be so fuckign funny"
HOW TO FEEL YOUR FEELINGS, 2021, by Yumi Sakugawa
I'm knitting in the corner at a party
and guys my age stop by to tell me I remind them of their aunt, of their grandmother. This is a compliment and I take it as such. They confess to having tried crochet once, and I smile. They get back in line for the bathroom.
I'm knitting in the corner at a party and a queer woman sits on the floor next to me, arranges her skirt, and smiles up at me. (I try not to blush.) She asks me all the questions on her mind about my craft and I answer them, hands still moving. We swap yarn sources. She doesn't stay, but she knows where to find me.
I'm knitting in the corner at a party and everyone knows where to find me when they need a minute, when socializing is too much and the music is too loud and they need to catch their breath. They pretend to be checking in on me, which is sweet, but I can see the relief in their eyes the moment they stop performing for a house full of people. They sit down and tell me things and all the while they never take their eyes off my hands.
The party has wound down and I'm still knitting and the hosts, two guys in their twenties, thank me for "helping to curate the vibe." I had no idea that's what I was doing. I leave the party having forgotten to drink anything and without that woman's number but with many rows added to my top-down raglan sweater. I call it a night, and a good one.
Knitted a moth sweater ✨ bought the pattern for it here!
For the chicken lovers out there <3
It just occurred to me that people do not know about what some people make chicken coops out of and it’s a Shame
It‘s scary to see how very important european petitions get no visibility whatsoever. We had a basic income petition last year which failed because not enough people knew about it. Now we have a „tax the rich“ one that only lasts until october this year and only has around 250k out of 1 mio. signings.
Most EU people go through their every day life w/o knowing about them. There are no ads, no marketing…nothing. I know that costs money though one might think important petitions that lead to a better and progressive life would be supported by the government or ministries in some way, but nooooo
And why should they? It’s petitions that would help out the poor and middle class, but endanger capitalism and their exploitation, sooo: government and business leads for example.
So here the link for those who are interested:
isekai about a nyc apartment block getting teleported into a fantasy realm, and how this group of people who previously have only had incidental contact with one another come together to build a vibrant community in their new circumstances. there's a season-long arc about introducing bagels and pizza to the fantasy world that gets into the details of sourcing ingredients, developing new technologies, and learning how to work with supernatural substitutions.
love this dude and his lace code ideologies (funnily enough I wore my yellow and purple laces to watch this) Yellow= Anti-Fascism/Anti-Racism (its region dependent), Blue= Killed a Cop
also
GWEN
YGWEN I LOVE YOU GWE-
rb this with ur opinion on this shade of pink: