#oh fine

[mrs-mikko-rantanen]

Honestly I'm just glad that neither of my grandparents remember me excitedly saying "I have a boyfriend now" when I visited in October. Do not really wanna answer the "hows that going?"

[thatonemouseykid]

Asexual Jason?

Ace Jason Grace

Grey asexual Jason Grace?

Jason GrAce

Don’t come for me you know I’m right

[argumate]

TOPICAL

[cloverthesimp365]

is it just me or does bottle water just never hit the same way as tap water??

[imathers]

I posted 998 times in 2022

That's 6 more posts than 2021!

40 posts created (4%)

958 posts reblogged (96%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@40ism

@rubyvroom

@quoms

@khealywu

@laughterkey

I tagged 991 of my posts in 2022

Only 1% of my posts had no tags

#politics - 314 posts

#1000 words - 248 posts

#music - 196 posts

#personal - 161 posts

#context - 147 posts

#laugh rule - 139 posts

#40ism - 93 posts

#philosophy - 90 posts

#bodies - 85 posts

#+1 - 74 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#and in guelph sometimes this one restaurant would have a pastrami and ox tongue sandwich that might be my favourite sandwich i've ever had

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Yesterday, Alan Sparhawk of Low let people know that his wife and the other half of Low, Mimi Parker, passed away from ovarian cancer. I already shared some songs and wrote very briefly about it, but that’s all I’m doing today, too. Not much writing; I’m not sure how to sum up my favourite band or my feelings about them. I wrote about their last three records at Dusted (and that tag will also show you how prominent they were in my last couple of year roundups), but today, I’m just going to mostly post some of my favourite Mimi songs/performances. She will be missed, so much and by so many.

Someday this will all make sense.

12 notes - Posted November 7, 2022

#4

After all that, I made a post for our 10th anniversary earlier and forgot for a bit to put it here as well! Here’s all the pictures, and here’s what I said:

I had a bunch of crap here about my tough weekend. And here's the thing: none of that matters. In the 10 years to the day since we got married in NYC if we've learned anything about each other and ourselves it's that the formality of the specific anniversary day, the idea that this one in particular needs to be perfect, just doesn't matter to either of us and definitely not us together. Neither of us has unrealistic expectations of the other, and both of us care more about the love and respect and communication between us than if we do a fancy thing on a fancy date. It's been true ever since the day MORE than 10 years ago that I was sitting nervously on a plane down to Florida, going to meet for the first time this person that I already thought might be my girlfriend, or something more. Did I tell you guys that like a week or two into talking I told my mom is suspected that just maybe we'd get married some day? I had previously not cared whether or not I got married. And then we did meet, and within maybe an hour or two it was just... oh, there you are. That's what my life is now. No money, no idea how immigration worked, still getting to know each other, and still. And now for 10 years we've given each other the biggest, best thing we could: we get to live together every day and hold the things we need to hold together, even when it's tough, and deal with our idiot cat, and have so many bits of private vocabulary and injokes, and try to keep the apartment running, and spend hours talking about everything and anything with each other, and being quiet and together in the same room, and nap together, and have dumb fights that seem to always wind up with more love and understanding between us. 10 years of actual, imperfect wedded bliss that I wouldn't trade for anything. Thank you for everything you do and are and for being the most perfect partner I could have. And for taking these pictures.

(but not this picture, I took this one)

13 notes - Posted November 14, 2022

#3

I am being Punished for my Crimes

13 notes - Posted April 30, 2022

#2

It’s imagery of someone dying and someone being left behind to live. Eventually that second person dies, and ends up in the same place in the universe as the first person. It’s not a pessimistic song. It’s two people talking under the assumption that they’ll both live forever – I guess that’s what it is.

We were having kids for the first time around that time. I had a naive desire to ramp up my grappling with the universe. Trying to understand what’s worth saying, the permanence of what you do and say and the impermanence of life. I think that song is pretty simple – it’s two people talking to each other who are on the same team.

The Quietus, “The Strange World Of... Low”

17 notes - Posted November 7, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

So

The thing I’ve been sitting on for weeks now until I can talk about it finally officially happened yesterday. After more than 8 years at my current job, which started out very good (good enough that Anaïs got a job there too) and got very bad (bad enough that last November they laid off 10% of our department at the end of a very successful year for no good reason, including Anaïs), I wound up looking around and seeing a position that looked promising elsewhere, one looking for fairly specific and I’m guessing relatively rare experience I happen to have. 

And then I found out in my first interview for it that it’s also one with a much bigger salary than I would have guessed, big enough that Anaïs (who was already in school to become a relational psychotherapist, but it’ll be a few years before she’s set up with that) won’t have to look for another job until she’s done school and ready to start her practice. And after being offered the job and signing the employment agreement a few weeks ago and then sitting in limbo with the background check in progress, yesterday I was officially cleared and gave official notice at my soon-to-be-old job. Which I was dreading doing but actually went pretty well. 

Now I just have to finish up my last round of publications at my old job and move on to one that I’m very excited about. I am sure it will be a job with issues like any other, but I have reason to be cautiously optimistic that in addition to everything else it will be a lot less stressful than the last one eventually got. And my new boss even told me when we were figuring out the start date he’d rather have me take a week if I need (I do) and come into the new position more refreshed. 

The whole thing on the one hand has happened quite fast but on the other has felt like it’s been something I’ve been working on for years, and I still can’t quite believe that within days of me sending in my resume they wanted to interview me and within days of finishing interviews they offered me it and the whole time everyone involved acted like they wanted me there enough they kept acting kind of worried I’d get a better offer elsewhere (I might... have worth? believe me, I have been talking to my therapist about it). I’m very happy about it and last night was the first time in a while I fell asleep without worrying about one part of the process or another. Please clap. 

49 notes - Posted April 28, 2022

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[revirushifaa]

I'm still waiting for the lessons ngh-

[blogdeathforever]

no murder

:(

[mainecoon76]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Celebrimbor the Ringmaker was tortured to death and could not heal in the Halls of Mandos. His dwarven companion Narvi saw the unthinkable and never found peace. Maglor Fëanorion forgot about the world, but not about the blood on his own hands.

At the dusk of the Third Age, two broken elves and a dwarf ghost set out to fight the Enemy. They mean to find the Rings of Power, but their adventures take an unexpected turn...

Contains references to torture and trauma, ghosts, adventures, female Narvi, established dwarf/elf-romance, and a lot of dealing with personal issues. Still needs a beta.