i will do it not because i am smart nor have any talent but because i want to do it
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i will do it not because i am smart nor have any talent but because i want to do it
this day has been full of lows and highs i literally feel emotionally dizzy. anxiety to bliss to anxiety again and then bliss AGAIN
If those eye colour change operations were affordable, reliable, safe and could Actually Do That, I'd get a solid black inner ring on my irises that'd make my eyes look permanently slightly dillated. I have no idea what I would actually achieve by doing this.
affirmations:
- it’s fun to be awake & in an upright position
- consciousness is a gift
- i CAN do this anymore
Very good and very sleepy boy somewhere in el Sayeda Zeinab area, Cairo.Â
esto lo estoy escribiendo desde el corazón, y desde la computadora del laburo ignorando que terminó la feria y tengo que trabajar. yo soy argentina, y morocha. asà que me tocó que me tiren insultos e injurias racistas prácticamente desde que tengo uso de razón. ni siquiera tan morocha como para considerarme directamente negra, pero lo que sà me toca ver es que te insulten al toque que ven que no sos un blanco teta insulso y con la cara roja e irreconocible por la rosácea
argentina es un paÃs racista porque asocia ese color de piel a una clase social, sumado al odio irracional e infundado que causa la existencia del racismo + combinado con xenofobia, alimentado por décadas y décadas de televisión basura y "chistes". y lo demuestra con agresiones, desde las más "chistosas" e "insignificantes" de la vida diaria, hasta las más violentas, que AFORTUNADAMENTE no son muchas. pero poca inseguridad ya es demasiada inseguridad, aplica tanto al crimen como para la discriminación
y precisamente por eso no da chapear de esa estadÃstica. "a diferencia de tu paÃs en el mÃo no matan negros" excelente, fantástico, tu paÃs es mejor que el otro porque respeta el primer y más básico derecho humano. y ahora?
"no tenemos negros porque no tenÃamos esclavos" excelente fantástico exepcional, tu paÃs respetó otro derecho humano básico que es la libertad. entonces?
la cuestión es: nada de eso es un cumplido ni mucho menos algo por lo cual sentir orgullo. es más, es borrar una parte de tu historia y de tu propia realidad. qué vas a hacer cuando inevitablemente veas a un argentino negro, indÃgena, sufrir una discriminación?
porque veo que muchos defienden al paÃs chapeando de estos datos, y haciendo de menos al problema. que maten o insulten a una sola persona por algo arbitrario e irracional ya es un problema del cual hay que ocuparse, porque no podés perder la empatÃa por otro ser humano porque la violencia que sufre no es visible, cuantiosa o importante a tus ojos
"tuvimos un jugador negro campeón del mundo" "una libertadora de hace doscientos años era negra mirá sà tenemos negros" por qué eso demostrarÃa algo?
y el punto al que quiero llegar es el siguiente: tu defensa del paÃs y de tu gente no deberÃa ser "no somos racistas", sino que tenés que ser activa y ruidosamente anti racista y anti otras formas de discriminación. y eso empieza por uno mismo, y por tu cÃrculo cercano
la próxima vez que veas a alguien decir "negro cabeza" no deberÃas reÃrte ni agachar la cabeza, sino enfrentarte a esa persona para que aprenda que no deberÃa expresar ese odio por otro ser humano que no le hizo absolutamente nada. eso es solo un ejemplo
y comprendo la frustración porque nos ponen a todos en la misma bolsa, pero es más importante demostrar que no sos un peligro para otras personas al oponerte y luchar contra esos discursos, que decir que algo no existe o es menos grave porque pasa "poco"
Send me to Mars with party supplies before next august 5th
No guys you don’t understand.
The soil testing equipment on Curiosity makes a buzzing noise and the pitch of the noise changes depending on what part of an experiment Curiosity is performing, this is the way Curiosity sings to itself.
So some of the finest minds currently alive decided to take incredibly expensive important scientific equipment and mess with it until they worked out how to move in just the right way to sing Happy Birthday, then someone made a cake on Curiosity’s birthday and took it into Mission control so that a room full of brilliant scientists and engineers could throw a birthday party for a non-autonomous robot 225 million kilometres away and listen to it sing the first ever song sung on Mars*, which was Happy Birthday.
This isn’t a sad story, this a happy story about the ridiculousness of humans and the way we love things. We built a little robot and called it Curiosity and flung it into the star to go and explore places we can’t get to because it’s name is in our nature and then just because we could, we taught it how to sing.
That’s not sad, that’s awesome.
*this is different from the first song ever played on mars (Reach For The Stars by Will.I.Am) which happened the year before, singing is different from playing
This is humanity
Happy Birthday, Curiousity.
Happy birthday, Curiosity.
Happy birthday, Curiosity.
Happy birthday, Curiosity!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CURIOSITY !!!!
Happy birthday Curiosity!
Happy birthday, Curiosity!
Happy Birthday, Curiousity!
Happy birthday, Curiosity!
just found out there is a rothko in a museum near my university… new home unlocked
mmy web weave of how it feels going nowhere and feeling like no one and thats ok. its literally ok
the memory hurts but does me no harm
daniel saying armand's blood is shit. WOAH NOW COUGHING BABY. the different gifts have to be taught but maybe you don't deserve it if that's how you're talking to your fatherhusband you little shit. that's pristine never-given-before 500 year old blood you got there, buddy. you used to beg for it like a dog on your knees in the 70s so let's show a little respect for the biggest addiction of your life
I want tiramisu and to be able to start a brand new life
im endlessly fascinated by english speakers' efforts to pronounce spanish vowels like. guys its only five sounds. youre overthinking this. i promise you vowels in english are a lot harder. it's always the same five sounds please im begging you it the same five sounds every time
State of Wyoming Hereford - CF Payne (2025)
just realized i never posted anything about my trip to egypt because i didn’t even know where to start. it was insane. what the hell is my life
*sees a bird* i should learn to identify birds *sees a flower* i should learn more about flowers *reads about history* i should become a history expert *sees a skirt* i should start sewing my own clothes *sees someone playing tennis* i should try playing tennis *reads poem* i should write my own poems *listens to music* i should learn to play an instrument or sing *sees a picture* i should get into photography *sees -
So I just simultaneously did, and possibly didn't lose my job today :)
Very much did in the sense that I literally do not know where my job is at the moment. But, for the time being I haven't been let go because nobody else including the store owner knows where it is either.
So, I don't wanna risk doxxing myself by posting pictures but goddamn am I tempted because this is not a believable event. This is a cartoon problem. For looneytoons.
But yeah, so, I work(ed?) at a kiosk selling boba tea, right? Freestanding kiosk in the mall with full water and electrical hookups and multiple fridges and sinks and a mini kitchen and the works. Fully functional tea shop. Very important to note that it was there last night, The work chat was discussing another issue last night at closing time. I'll get back to this.
It's been showing signs of being on the way out with how business is being handled lately and I've been considering other options, which is probably why I'm not as torn up about this as I should be, but maybe it just hasn't set in yet, but that's not the point. The point is there's been a lot of shit breaking and not being replaced and nobody mentioning anything about it until I walk into work in the morning and have to figure out why shit like the fucking cash register isn't there today. So I'm kinda used to having to ask questions about big things that nobody bothered to update me on. I was out for two weeks recovering from a surgery, so I came to work this morning assuming there'd be some kind of bullshit, yeah?
So, the question I had to ask the chat this morning was:
Not a text I ever thought I'd have to send in sincerity, but there it is. Because what I found instead was a fenced off patch of discolored tiles and a few holes in the floor where my entire place of employment used to be.
And the answer? Nobody knows! It was there last night when the mall closed, and every single trace of the structure and all its contents including drink making supplies and our safe and cashbox was gone when it opened again. And when I say nobody knows, I mean everyone from last night's closers to the actual (former?) owner of the store jad no fucking clue about this until getting that text from me this morning. For once I am actually the first to know. 🎉.
So. I guess I didn't so much lose my job as had it stolen. Not by AI, but good old fashioned hands-on human beings picking it up and carrying it away somehow. All mall security would tell me was that they were instructed not to tell me anything and have us contact our management. Who also don't know anything. And later on I came across some construction workers around the gravesite of the kiosk discussing filling in the holes, asked them about it, and was told that they "weren't at liberty to say".
So, not only is my job gone in the most literal physical sense of the word, but it was taken in some kind of super secret kiosk extraction in the dead of night without any warning or witnesses and nobody is allowed to speak of it. The store owner said she was gonna figure it out 10 hours ago and still no word back.
I don't know what else to say aside from I've been laughing all day and I'm gonna have a hell of a time explaining Schrodinger's Unemployment to the benefits office.
Update that is not an update because I'm basically certain this isn't what actually happened:
My mother in law thinks the FBI took it.
Not any of the other stores around the state. Just the one little kiosk.
Why? Because she loves a conspiracy and is just a little bit extra.
Also because she was around for the massive crackdown on Yakuza-owned businesses in Waikiki (in her homestate) that did actually involve the FBI seizing stores (no confirmation of making kiosks cleanly disappear in the middle of the night though).
Still no word from my job on what's actually going on, but the most likely theory so far is that maybe the kiosk was on lease and got repossessed? The mystery continues
(also shout out to the person who proposed Carmen Sandiego)
ACTUAL (partial) UPDATE:
According to the owner, based on what she's been able to find out, the kiosk was not removed legally and they're starting a potentially long process of legal action. I hope she gets to sue the shit out of whoever did it but for now at least I know for sure I'm unemployed.
Really hoping for more details in terms of who/why/how, so I'll keep updating if I learn anything.
For now the summary is: An unnamed entity that is most likely mall management (on account of mall security cooperating with them) stole an entire kiosk and all the contents including money and machinery with barely a trace in the middle of the night grinch-style, with zero warning or explanation, and ensured the silence of both security and the construction crew, in an action that was definitely preplanned and illegal, and as far as I know nobody knows its whereabouts.
So now I'm officially out of a job. Because my workplace was literally stolen in the night.
Actually fuck it let's share some photos cause I wouldn't be inclined to believe this myself. It's not like anyone can stalk me at my job now and I'm not gonna have to see any coworkers that might find my tumblr.
Enjoy the unintentionally funniest text I've ever sent in my life
Aaand a close-up:
The last remains of a once Very Much Solid And Immobile Workplace
HEY HI HELLO THIS ONE'S MY FAVORITE
via @kagaminilen