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jenny slate / two, sleeping at last / an oresteia, euripidies (trans. anne carson) / the chaos of stars, kiersten white
She did THAT
why are y'all surprised her father said that tho… that’s exactly what the norm is for our religion, anything else is extremism or false ideologies pushed onto our women by ignorant men who wish to control women.
Notice how her dad asked her if something happened cuz he knows there’s people like this who harass young Muslim girls. If Muslims wanna take their hijab off a lot of the time it’s cuz they’re trying to escape islamophobia not islam
This needs to spread so far and wide…
Spread this. please.
true true. alot of people think Islam is a very oppressive and strict religion when in reality it it very leniet and simply teaches a way of life. When Trump banned Muslims, many Muslims considered shaving their beards and women thought about taking off their hijab. and when France banned niqabs, ignorant men were like “no women have to wear it” but ive read the Quran multiple times and it actually says that if your life is in danger then you have the permission to do those things. and the Quran even says that if you are starving and the only meat available is Pork, then you are allowed to eat it to save urself. It also says that if people from another religion force you to denouce your religion by threating to kill you then you are allowed to do so, if it means saving ur life. Islam isnt uptight and oprresive like yall think. Its a guide on how to live life the easiest way
hey fellow artists / creators, if you’re also on twitter there’s an account on there people are using to turn tweets [and by proxy, the art in those tweets] into crypto / NFT that I strongly recommend yall block
some asshat pinged it on a commission I did for a client. I’m not fuckin happy that someone tried to steal my damn art, that someone else paid to have done of THEIR character no less.
[ screenshots below from this tweet ]
if you’re looking at this post wondering just WHAT an NFT is:
it’s art theft. it’s literally just art theft.
https://twitter.com/missveryvery/status/1369452303351095296
i am fast and full of teeth. i willl die in a barn fire
are you a .. .horse
These are very high quality images trying very hard to look like very low quality images
If you get (what you may think is) seasonal depression but during the summer instead of during winter, check for symptoms of dysautonomia.
For a lot of people with dysautonomic disorders (POTS included) hot environments are hell. This goes x2 if the hot environment you’re in is humid rather than dry and things such as hot showers and saunas make you dizzy or tired (nothing worse for us than humid heat).
This happens because the extra warmth makes our blood vessels dilate even more than they already inadequately do and too dilated blood vessels may make your blood pressure low or unstable, which in turn means your upper body is deprived of enough oxygen (your blood is pooling down in your feet instead of being pushed upwards thanks to more constricted blood vessels). Most worryingly, our brains are being deprived of enough oxygen.
An oxygen deprived brain, especially if deprived of it persistently through time, causes chronic fatigue and brain fog, two symptoms often misdiagnosed as depression, since you have no energy to even think, focus or have good memory (brain fog), much less to be active, experience pleasure/enjoyment, or be motivated. It can also reduce sex drive, among many other things.
On top of that, experiencing chronic fatigue and brain fog is very likely to make you genuinely depressed, because it’s very debilitating, confusing, emotionally miserable and hard to combat.
Ahh, the end of an episode. That magical time where you sit back...
…look at the photos you have left over…
…and say “yup, Scooby looks like a pelican.”
And/or is kissing the Invisible Man.
But that’s not all the magic that didn’t make it into a post!
There ol’ Scoob’s contortionist-stance-thingy, complete with non-black nose…
…this enthusiastic monstrosity… which seems to put appendages wherever it darn well pleases…
…and this transitional frame of… of…
…um… if Pac-Man grew up to be the boss from Dilbert.
And that sentence was so 1989, an overly-colored baggy sweatshirt spontaneously generated onto me as I wrote it.
I wasn’t going to bother with a post tonight with things being insane, but Meghan said no, SDM really does matter to people, so Pointy-Haired Egg Man for everyone.
It often feels like with a blog, compared to other mediums, there’s much less of a feedback loop to gauge people’s responses. See what’s meh, see when someone really cares when a thing tries to go above and beyond… anyway, looking forward to getting back to new content tomorrow!
–Colin
Fuck guys. For a few years now I've been insisting that something is seriously wrong and for years now they've been insisting that sometimes people just don't make their own blood and have refused any further testing. I even made a shirt that read "I went to the doctor and all they tested was my patience" and wore it to appointments. Doctors found it funny. They then told me I was fat and sometimes people don't make their own blood. I took an advocate with me. Someone able bodied and respectable. We were informed still that sometimes it be like that.
FAT. DO Y'ALL KNOW I'M FAT!?!
Turns out I had cancer. It's confirmed. All this time I've had cancer.
I think I'm going to write personal letters firing them and why and have them notarized and then delivered by certified mail that has to be signed for.
To The Fuckface it Will Concern,
Anyway, if you want to help me not lose my home due to income loss while I recover from cancer, I only need about 3k total and my go fund me is here.
Or you can PayPal me here.
I'm glad this post is getting notes because the initial message is important. I was seeing a hematologist oncologist (aka a cancer specialist) every 3 months for 3 years and he refused to check for cancer. Assured me there was no need.
But please don't assume that the number of notes here means I'll be able to pay rent in April or May or keep the lights on without a little help. I want the message spread whether you have 10$ to spare or not, but if you can help, there is still a need.
god fuck please yes
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So there’s this artist, Alex Schaefer, who makes a bunch of paintings of Chase Bank burning.
There’s just
so many of these
and I think it’s incredibly funny but
I just read this bit from the artist and
This is a "plein air" painting which means I set up my easel right across the street of this Chase bank in my city and painted it like it had caught fire. The police questioned me on the spot. Three weeks later Homeland Security was knocking on the door to my home. The question they kept asking me was "Do you hate these banks?" I can honestly say yes.
And I just think this is the greatest artist statement I’ve ever read.
Homeward Bound: The Incredible Journey (1993)
One of my favorite things about this scene was that by this point, these three animal actors were so fond of each other that the trainers really didn’t have to do much work to make them go to each other like this. They were really that happy to see each other!
That made this so much better!
i cant believe this. i cant fucking believe this. i meant to send this to my boyfriend but instead i sent it to my boss right after i told her i was quitting all i wanted to do was make an inappropriate cookie joke but no i got mixed up texting two people at once and literally sent a picture of a chocolate chip cookie captioned “ooh she thique” to the fifty year old suburban mother of two of whom i have nothing but a strictly professional relationship with. after knowing me for almost a year and a half as a hard working and respectable employee this is the last thing i will ever say to her i can never go back to that shop again all because of this god damn cookie blunder What have i Done
I see a lot of people who tell young people–especially young people who are heading into college–that they should “do what they love.” And they’re right. You should do what you love.
But there’s a world of difference between doing what you love for you, and doing what you love for a paycheck.
I went to undergrad for graphic design and 3-D design–art and more art, I usually say–and I loved it. You know what I didn’t love? Trying to collect my fees from clients. Trying to meet unrealistic, over-simplified or over-specific briefs from people who didn’t know what they were talking about. Coming home, having worked creatively all day, with no creative juice left for the things I wanted to do.
You know what I would tell you instead? Do something that you can be interested in, with people you like.
You don’t have to love it. Loving your work can be a lot, and it often means you have to live in your job 24/7. Some people can do that. Not everyone can, or should. But if you can find work that’s interesting enough that it doesn’t feel tedious, and people you can enjoy spending your 9-5 with, and you can make money, that’s great! It means you can do the things you love for you.
I’m in law school now. It’s interesting work, and difficult, and I like doing it. I like how complicated it gets, and I like the stories it tells. But I don’t come home and read law journals for fun. I come home, and I sculpt, and I draw, and I paint, and I read. I do these things for me.
And I love it.
Gods I wish I’d had this ten years ago when everyone was pushing for me to do art for a living. Probably wouldn’t have burned out as hard as I did
I value my job and it interests me, and it is so much less soul destroying than trying to making a living from my creativity
everyone shut up you can put hats on sea urchins in stardew valley now
BTW this is cuz someone linked the creator to the tumblr post that was talking about how urchins wear hats and, like, withing two hours he had it added to the game
list of mundane things that feel like ancient human rituals
cleaning or wipe your bare feet
breaking off a piece of bread and handing it to someone
putting the weight of a basket on your hip or head
eating nuts or berries while hunched over close to the ground
seeing something startling just out of your line of sight and very quickly stepping or leaping on to a larger object to get a better view
cupping your hands into running water to wash your face
the unanimous protection of a baby or child in a public space where women are present
when an elderly woman laughs and grips your forearm tightly
Two trucks getting divorced :(
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So, I’m iron deficient. Like, pretty much always. Doesn’t seem like that big of a deal, when I say it like that.
But what happens when I don’t get enough iron is that I get tired. Not normal tired, soul deep depression tired. I want to go to sleep at 7pm instead of 11 but I can’t actually fall or stay asleep because I’m not lacking sleep, I’m lacking iron. I have no energy to do anything. Nothing interests me. Worse, I get a full on “doom is coming for me” anxiety paired with “Everything is bad and I should give up on life.”
Sleeping doesn’t fix it. Eating doesn’t fix it. Trying to pick myself up and carry on doesn’t fix it. Eating red meat helps- which is how I decided to try grabbing a bottle of iron pills to see if it would make a difference (given that in hs the doctor suspected anemia was responsible for me literally passing out in class, but it was just deficiency).
As it happens, yeah. Iron is apparently important. Even just taking one once in a while has helped me almost completely avoid that horrible state of being for almost a year. Forgot the last few weeks, and have spent days now feeling like shit for apparently no reason until my partner asked if I’d taken any iron lately. Took one yesterday, one today, will take one more tomorrow, but I’m already feeling like myself again.
It’s absolutely astonishing what small amounts of vitamins and minerals and such can do to and for a body. Anyway, this is a reminder to take your pills (whatever they may be) if you haven’t today, and if the start of this post sounds relatable maybe get a blood test to check for vitamin deficiencies (iron isn’t the only one that can cause this but it is common). TURNS OUT giving your body what it needs makes a difference.