remember when netflix paid 100 million to keep Friends up? Yeah y’all could do the same thing for ODAAT but we know you wouldn’t want to ;)
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remember when netflix paid 100 million to keep Friends up? Yeah y’all could do the same thing for ODAAT but we know you wouldn’t want to ;)
Two things I just realized:
1. all my guy friends are gay
2. I am really uncomfortable around straight white males
3. I am friends with no straight white males
I fucking love my school But Still figuring out how I feel about these
I accidentally made my job into a partial graphic design job and I’m designing business cards and fliers and store signs. And soon I’ll be running the business blog.
This has been the most surprising few months of my life, career-wise. It’s incredible and terrifying and weird and somehow I’m ending up living what I thought was a pipe dream of getting paid to do art shit in my own house not wearing pants.
When the initial rush of projects dies down and I know whether or not I have enough tasks to work a full day, I’ll believe what’s happening. Until then, this is a dream I don’t want to wake up from.
Wait but at what point is it acceptable to yell at someone for their privilege Like can I have a situation or something I need to understand
To accept privilige means only to bow down, yourself, to an all powerful system that chose to grant you such privilege in the first place! It means to conform, because you either accept the authority that grants you privilege, or not, thus losing it.
The people I hung out with in my early twenties were middle-class and, at least to our minds, artistic. We'd all turned out backs on privilege, but comfortably, the way you can when you still have access to it. No one wanted to call home asking for money, but we all knew that in a pinch our parents would come through for us. It was this, more than race, that set me apart from Delicia, for how could someone on the bottom rung of the ladder not be outraged by the unfairness of it all?
David Sedaris, Let's Explore Diabetes with Owls, Essays, Etc.