Still Life With Temperate Curbside Weather and the Sad Remains of a Once-Mighty Snowbank

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Still Life With Temperate Curbside Weather and the Sad Remains of a Once-Mighty Snowbank
I DID THE THING
This is an archive now
My theme doesn't seem to exist anymore, though, and all the themes that have the right attributes are wicked frickin ugly
On the other hand, I am sitting up again now
I just did a tired and incoherent housecleaning and unfollowed a bunch of people, essentially all in theory defunct blogs and people i literally never speak to, and I am 100% sure I unfollowed some other actual people accidentally so like I am gonna try and sort that one out but also don't be alarmed or worried if I have suddenly unfollowed bc it may well be me fucking up SEMI RELATEDLY this tumble has started feeling so fucking bogged down and entangled and sore shouldered lately that I am v much considering remaking, so like, that's a thing Does anyone who has remade have any tips
In order to foxtrot samba polka OR waltz I would, though, need to be able to move
I MEAN
ALIENATION FOXTROT
dissociative samba
I often either cannot stop moving or cannot bring myself to move but right now it is like a majority of my body parts are not attached to any system by which the ability to direct them toward something or somewhere is given
and the entire core of my being is carved hollow out but carved out from under a solid and hard surface and I keep holding my breath and not knowing I’m holding my breath and also every part of me is slightly too big for my skin
and I don’t know how this happened, how did this happen, what is going on
evertea replied to your post“evertea replied to your post: Yesterday CO and I left the house to...”
I only work about 24 hours a week, usually in two shifts. I feel ya on the underemployed front. Oh and I volunteer for a few hours a week.
WILD UNDEREMPLOYMENT: OUR GENERATION’S UNIVERSAL CONDITION
evertea replied to your post: Yesterday CO and I left the house to return...
I’m always impressed by your socializing. I read about it. While in bed. Not socializing. :p
I mean I think I do have a pretty high quotient for “careening wildly from one social adventure to another without quite managing to implode” (and also Incredibly Intense Issues With Life Prioritization and Impulse Control) but also, like. I am pretty consistently Extremely Underemployed, so like, I have about 20 hr/week that I am Not Spending Working A Real Job to spend doing all of the hibernating and Hiding In Bed Rereading Buffy Comics and so on that I seem to be sacrificing in favor of all this wild socializing?
(anyway anytime you feel like Not Hiding in Bed let me know and maybe we can drink a tea or be in a place or something because I haven’t seen you in a wildly long time huh)
Yesterday CO and I left the house to return empties at like 4pm and I didn't make it home until 12 hours later--there was a misguided thali adventure, and then I wandered downtown via the frozen parc with Stone Roses blaring in KN's headphones that I seem to have appropriated We won trivia and met a new fun teammate who teaches at Vanier and then I got into a very long discussion with some dude at the bar about Anatolia and Mideast imperialism and also Montreal rad politics bullshit and accidentally stayed past close? Only to discover TM and co had ordered Chinese food, so in exchange for hanging out on a picnic bench in Chinatown at 3am while everyone ate ginger beef and for some reason kept quoting Goodfellas, I got a ride home (!) and now I'm applying to Concordia office jobs and my CEGEP kid paid me and it might get up to 5 degrees this afternoon and Cinema Politica is screening that Sontag documentary tonight, so onward and upward?
Cuban tobacco warnings: kind of delightful!
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So I skipped church this morning to loiter in bed and read zines and drink water, but it’s probably time to go clean the debris of the party out of the kitchen and front room now, huh
Cuba crew wound up coming over here instead of me travelling southwest again, RKJ showed up with an entire bag of mojito-making supplies and just, like, instituted a bar on our kitchen counter and we worked our way through two of the bottles of Cuba rum? and then J arrived after work with pizzas and more friends, so I had all the joy of “attending a party in my house slippers” and none of the pain of “organizing or administering a party in any way, which is the ideal setup, really
Everyone was in fine form, it turns out all the Onterribles went to high school with NO’s girlfriend? which was a wonderful moment of surprise chaos when the two of them arrived home for the evening. I had some good girltalk with MW and solid conversations with G and JP, I am really not even that hungover now despite collapsing in bed at five AM giggly as all hell, so score like ten for me, I suppose
Important "I am early to a meeting in a cafe but can't afford to buy anything with my current literal $1.10" looks
Today in “why God why,” on so many levels