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@captaintaeng
(when she says she likes to be degraded) you are dust and to dust you shall return
no phone i did notĀ āmiss a callā i watched it ring the whole time
waiting for my turn to speak in a conversation and trying not to interrupt literally feels like Iām trying to jump into a game of double dutch
me trying to use my abysmal social skills
skeleton of cave bear in Bears Cave, Romania
wonder why itās called that
This sent me down a massive historical rabbit hole, but, long story short: itās called Romania because there were once Romans there.
uterus: *bleeds*
me, a gay who does not want kids:
#mood
Pros and Cons of making things
Pro: Thing
Con: Make
you summed up the struggle of all creators ever so nicely
genuinely so fucking tired of people leveraging the "groomer" argument against people who support sex ed because scientific literature over decades shows that comprehensive sex education starting around kindergarten actually prevents children from being sexually abused and groomed because it teaches children the correct words for their body parts and also teaches them concepts of privacy, personal space, bodily autonomy, the difference between appropriate and inappropriate touching, and the fact that sex is something that only adults do. children with this knowledge are not only better equipped to identify abuse and predatory behavior and communicate that its happening to a trusted adult, but also prevent it from happening in the first place by recognizing when something is happening that shouldn't.
sex education does not sexualize children, it prevents children from being sexualized. anyone who is against early foundational sex education and claims they are doing it to protect children is a fucking liar.
Being the person that needs to nap after every big meal is so embarrassing. I apologize for being a 1 week old
Actually you are so right.......
reminds me of when some old church in Sweden was cleaning out their storage and they forgot they had left like 80 medieval corpses in some ikea bags during renovations so somebody opened a closet door and itās just
licherally cannot explain to adults these days that im actually so cool with the idea of being "just an employee" somewhere as long as i am paid enough to live comfortably and i also like the job. "but dont you want to be rich?? dont you want to always be striving for more???" like that sounds EXHAUSTING and i like having friends so
I used to be ambitious, and dated someone for like a year and half in college who kept pressing me to do more. Kept trying to get me to focus on my political aspirations, and discouraged me from spending time on anything else. It was... it was not a healthy relationship.
And then we broke up.
And I met the woman who I ended up marrying, and the idea of grinding a hundred hours a week suddenly seemed a lot less appealing to me. So I ended up taking a boring office job out of college, and I swear... I cannot imagine living a happier life. We live comfortably, we take multiple vacations in the Northwoods every year, and I have time for hobbies and my creative projects.
My ex on the other hand... uh... works in the White House? That was an odd thing to run across on the internet. I mean, good for her I guess.
But I bet I'm happier though.
A lot of people donāt seem to understand the appeal of applying for -- and getting -- precisely the job you want, with no intention to advance because thatās where you want to be.
One of the reasons I backed out of joining the Navy in ā99 was being told that there was an expectation that I would constantly be working towards promotions (ahahahahaha fuck that, I just wanted to be an electrician on an aircraft carrier or something; I had no desire to be in charge of people. Also, I donāt take orders well when I canāt see a reason for following them). When I worked at a casino, I was told that if I didnāt improve my attitude, I would never be promoted from cashier, as if I had any desire to go from a lucrative hourly wage (we were on 60 hour weeks while they were expanding, andĀ the OT pay was amazing) to a salaried wage with no overtime. I was 19 and saving for college, and my response was, āBeing a manager in a place like this is meaninglessā. My current manager hates being a manager; it takes time and energy away from the actual work heād rather be doing.
Some people define their success by climbing a figurative ladder, āgetting aheadā as if having a career has to be a massive competition. Capitalism loves to push this definition. Itās not that thereās anything inherently wrong with being ambitious; but itās a tool in an already toxic system which encourages people to think only of themselves and consider everyone else who disrupts their advancement as a threat. Iāve seen friendships and relationships get ruined because of it.
But thereās limited room at the top. Not everyone can be promoted; not everyone should be promoted. The phrase ārising to the level of oneās incompetenceā exists for a reason. Every job needs people who are happy to just... do the job and not treat it as an onerous task that they want to move on from, and people should feel comfortable defining their success in their own ways.
favorite suitcatcher per member š for anon (fancam)
gods weakest soldier. minor events kick the shit out of me daily god hands me his lightest battles and i start sniffling and fumbling the bag