my evil yuri. my evil yuri that fucking sucks

Kiana Khansmith
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if i look back, i am lost
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we're not kids anymore.
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my evil yuri. my evil yuri that fucking sucks
The closest experience I've ever had to discovering "the vitamin" was buying a 100% wool outfit and wearing it in the winter.
Not only was I not freezing anymore, I was not sweating and overheating either. The horrible sensory nightmare of winter clothes disappeared.
In particular, I bought a pair of wool pants. They were a thrifted pair of fancy dress pants like you would wear at an important office job, and they were easily the most comfortable pair of winter-appropriate pants i'd ever worn. I wore them Every Single Day.
From that point on I realized a lot of my clothes were making me feel bad, and the common thread was polyester. Especially polyester blends.
It's a trap because the polyester clothes are the ones that always feel sooooo silky soft when they are in the store, whereas cotton, linen and wool can feel comparatively rough and scratchy. But when actually wearing them for hours throughout the day, it's the natural fibers that feel more comfortable.
Maybe the secret to sensory comfort is not about the presence of softness, but the absence of overloading sensations. Or maybe the sensory stress and agony is not triggered by texture of the fabric, but by how it breathes and regulates temperature.
Then there's the problem of clothing life span: polyester blends, no matter how soft they seem at first, become rough and scratchy and covered in hard, itchy pills after wearing them 10 or 20 times, whether or not they have been tumble-dried or even washed at all. (I tested it!) Linen and cotton become softer and more comfy the more you wear them, polyester but ESPECIALLY polyester blends become a constant stressor. Polyester blend t-shirts I used to love for their softness now feel bristly and irritating.
So now I'm trying to change my wardrobe to as many natural fibers as possible, and the more natural fiber clothes i have the more I realize that the plastic fibers stress me out. It's so easy to overheat or freeze in them and they're always degrading and becoming less comfortable and it sucks.
I got a couple of movies from Netflix and they had these cool Halloween-themed mailers. Maybe I’m easily amused, but they’re kind of nifty!
Me, fully asleep and dreaming about being a jewelrymaker pouring molten silver into casts for earrings:
My cat, a quiet little baby who wants attention and is about to very gently place her little paw on my leg just as I'm starting to pour the metal in my dream, tricking my brain into thinking I'm pouring molten silver all over myself and startling me awake:
stop reading tomes with the gnomes and come read a scroll with the ghoul
okay so im not very good at pronouncing certain words
can y’all let me live ??!?
Don’t worry, white male low info voter from Illinois, you will not be dying in WW3. You’ll actually be dying right now when i shoot you execution style for making violence in the middle east about yourself.
watching my promised afternoon thunderstorm slip from a 90% chance to a 20% chance.... baby come back i can change
Could yall stop shooting each other outside my window im trying to masturbate
So this was actually the sound of my car getting stolen
American bbq in South Korea - a real treasure!
My students are so sweet.
Sunset from Jeju Island
Cards from my students.
My students are A+
I was attacked. Improvised weaponry. Okay let me explain. As you may be able to tell from the above photo, it snowed! We've had a cou...
“As I turned to go back into my blissfully warm classroom, I saw him-- a favorite student, a frenemy, but most of all-- a 16 year old boy in possession of a gigantic armful of snow. I was frozen in place. Our eyes locked. There was nothing I could do.”