Do Non Brazilians/Filipinos Know About Brazilippines…. Brazilians And Filipinos Randomly Decided That

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.

So I saw a video on a technique for patching sweater holes, and I really wanted to try it.

Fortunately (unfortunately?) I had an old sweater that got chewed up when it accidentally took an unprotected ride through the laundry. It had PLENTY of holes to practice on, of various sizes.

I decided to start on some of the smaller holes:

It went......okay? I guess? It's a new technique. You can probably see which hole I tried first and what progress I made doing it a second time....

I ended up getting myself a new toy to continue (a latch hook, because my crochet hook was doing well-enough-I-guess but I figured I could neaten it up a little if I was less likely to drop loops). So I decided to go after one of the bigger, more irregular holes:

(this picture actually has the most accurate portrayal of the real-life color of the repair yarn. I don't know why it's so grass-green in the other pictures. It's even a little darker than it looks in this picture, and blends in better with the rest of the sweater colors.)

Which also went....okay........I'm new-technique satisfied......and there are a lot fewer holes in the sweater now, anyway. (I did a weave-darning on the spot on the very right, but that was only to try it out to see how it looked.)

So it got me brave enough to try some of the really big holes:

The first of which went okay:

but I'm still clearly struggling with how much working slack to leave on the loops, which you can see with the increasing tension as I worked from right to left.

But you know what?

This monster is next. We'll see how it goes! Regardless, I'm enjoying the technique and learning a LOT. Plus....I'll be able to wear this sweater again!

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Life Hack: Clothing Repair 🤔

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HOW TO FEEL YOUR FEELINGS, 2021, by Yumi Sakugawa

I know you wanted me away But I am called to be the first Pope from the USA I heard that there's a special place where God talks directly to me every time I pray

I'm having holy dreams, of ruling the Holy See Hear Santa Monica, her son is calling me Won't make the bishops proud, the USCCB Will see their bro in Christ, I know they're gonna scream

"God, what will you do? You once were our boy, then you went to Peru," oh Fathers I'm on the balcony In my vestments, they elected me as the

I need this hanging in my bathroom. Despretatly.

Go piss girl

I had a colleague ask a few days ago about how I felt living in the US and being trans considering all of everything - and I had to explain that right now has been the weirdest time to be transfem because so many people in my personal and day-to-day life are so much more educated on trans issues, and are active and good allies of trans people, than I have ever seen before. My bible-belt grandma can handle the singular 'they' now, which she wasn't for the six years I was out as an enby. Strangers in public compliment my hair and my makeup even when I'm not at all passing. Politicians are becoming much more actively hostile while even the rural areas I grew up in are growing kinder to trans folks.

It's such an intensely strange feeling. And it wasn't one I was able to effectively communicate to my colleague. I don't know that this change will be enough or quick enough. But there is a change happening in the communities I live in.

this poem is about being nonbinary.