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Game Changer & Make Some Noise
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Cosmic Funnies
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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fordeliriumwasoncedelight —> tiredsapphicbookwitch
learn to associate cleaning with pride instead of shame and your quality of life will improve in ways you can't even imagine btw
like I'm sympathetic, it's hard work, it takes some degree of mental organisation and physical capacity that is not equally accessible to every human being on earth. I know. but regardless of how much you can do and how often, you will get better results across the board if you can frame it as positive effort towards a better situation instead of perpetually self flagellating for having the sin of being a solid thing in physical space that steadily accumulates dirt no matter what just like everything else on earth
okayyyy listen up people 📣📣📣 everyone can stop calling anyone they hate a narcissist now!! we're all done we're moving on to the next new thing: talking kindly about mentally ill people. alright, thanks for your time. pass the message along.
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Hedgehog-shaped jar, Neolithic period (3500-3000 BCE)
Courtesy Alain Truong
I feel you, Neolithic hedgehog. I feel you.
July 22, 1920 Letters to Milena by Franz Kafka First published : 1952
These days, lots of public libraries have a "library of things" collection where you can check out kitchen appliances or yard tools or toys, and, as a children's library assistant, the most popular library of things item that I handle regularly is a plastic scepter thingy called like "unicorn princess magic wand". And whenever I check it out I make a big show of looking at the little kid and being like "do you solemnly swear to use your unicorn princess magic powers only for good and never for evil?"
And pretty much without fail, the little kid will get the world's most mischievous grin and go "I'm gonna use it for EVIL!!!"
I remember having a dream when I was 6 years old, it was very silly and I was super into dinosaurs, so it was something like finding and befriending a gallimimus in the California redwoods, and when I woke up I was filled with an inexplicable longing I had never felt before and didn't quite understand. For years I was confused about why I felt so strongly about befriending a dinosaur. Dont get me wrong, that sounds cool. But this went beyond cool. There was a warmth, what felt almost like a spiritual experience, that I was unable to replicate no matter how many times I daydreamed about dinosaurs in the woods
It wasn't until I was much older that I realized it was the first dream I had where I was a girl
It was like this
Miss you guys. Creatures of all time
1$ flea market score. Tiny glass 1960s perfume bottles. I love them.
Can you swap their heads ?
omg you can
Their meeting was foretold in the ancient texts
I finished the last constellation tonight. All 40 of them are now done! Went through and double checked and every stitch is in place for them and all the beads are in place. Which just leaves the milky way part to do.
Started stitching the Milky Way in. Slowly making progress on it as I am hiding the travelling thread so the back will look nice.
Looks pretty cool and keeps the readability of the other stitches. Very happy with it. Just a thousand or so to do. As they are in a grid roughly every centimetre apart.
Update on the constellation quilt. I have gotten the last Milky Way stitch done now. Which means the quilting part of this project is done. My next step will be to baste the edges down, remove the pattern, trim the quilt square, and lastly attach the binding.
Progress on the constellation quilt has come along quite a lot now. Finished the binding on the quilt over the weekend. I prefer to machine stitch the binding to the front then hand stitch the back side. It gives such a nice finish to the quilt. Took the time to measure it also and it ended up being 72" by 72" (183cm by 183cm).
With that done I could finally start removing the pattern. Which is taking both less time and more time that I thought it would. As it rips really easily so that goes fast, but the tiny corners and removing it under the beads is slow. You can now see the difference in the glow effect with it against the dark front of the quilt instead of the pattern.
Behold the stars of the constellations of the northern sky! I love how this quilt has turned out. It was a lot of fun to work on and the effect is so cool in person. Overall I would estimate it took about 90-100 hours to complete. Give or take 10 hours if you want to count the time I spent custom dying the fabric.
I made sure to get a nice photo of it in daylight. For once I also remembered to get a quilt label on it. The back really shows the difference in readability of the quilting on the ice dyed fabric compared to the solid front. Thank you everyone that has followed this. I am glad you all found joy in it.
Those that are interested, here is the pattern I used by Haptic Lab. I made the large northern hemisphere version, and plan to make the matching southern hemisphere one next year. I also got your back for the less crafty people. Haptic Lab sells finished quilts in this pattern, both as a large quilt and a small one.
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I think the logic here is:
>we save people from fires
>fires can kill anyone, including queer people
>we also save queer people from fires
And in an age where paramedics legally refused to save the life of a trans car crash victim, that’s an important sentiment to state
Grabs a sharpie and adds “And Neither Do We”
Don’t worry, it’s there lol.
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how to have a hard conversation
1. remember showing up imperfectly is better than not showing up at all. avoiding the hard conversations ensures comfort. confronting them invites growth. which do you value more?
2. define key terms being discussed in the hard conversation. if your partner isn’t texting you enough… what does “enough” mean to you? how do they define it? if it’s regarding you performance at work, how does you boss define “productivity”? often our conflicts are fueled by miscommunication more than anything else.
3. replace judgment with curiosity. curiosity turns an argument into a conversation. instead of rushing to make your point, urge for more clarification. replace rebuttals with, “i want to fully understand. can you explain that to me a bit more?”
4. allow room for silence. even if it’s uncomfortable. silence to process is better than speaking just to speak. this also gives the other person the opportunity to fully finish their thought.
5. if you’re feeling yourself getting defensive ask yourself, “what is this bringing up for me? what is my ego/fear telling me right now? is it true?” sometimes we project our own hurt into a conversation, punishing the person that isn’t even the real source of our frustration.
6. when it’s your turn to respond, acknowledge the points you agree with just as much as the ones you disagree with. find the important similarities between your perspectives when possible. perhaps you want the same things but have different ways of going about it.
7. rephrase what the person said to make sure you fully understood. something like, “what i’m hearing is ______.” then allow the other person to confirm or correct any misconceptions.
8. know when you need to check out of a hard conversation. if the person you’re talking to is not making an effort to hear you or making you feel small, step away. a simple, “i’m not feeling heard right now. i need to step away or revisit this conversation another time” can suffice.
9. remember: sometimes the hard conversation needs to start with yourself. what are you feeling? what are your opinions on the matter at hand? how are you biased? what are your blindspots? how do you want to be a better person? to others? to yourself?
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Ok, so, Brigadoon, right? Like most people, you probably don't know what the plot of Brigadoon is. At best you probably know it as, like, a famous musical for old farts, like Our Town or The Music Man, something that no one born after 1940 cares about or holds any particular fondness for.
And that's true, it's very true, but I must talk to you. About Brigadoon.
The premise of Brigadoon is that two dumb fucks find a Scottish town from the 1700's here in the modern day (re: 1900's). The inhabitants of the town state that their town is the beneficiary of "the miracle," in which 100 years pass every time the people in the town go to sleep, preserving their simple way of life forever or some shit. It is, as you may guess, a deeply conservative fantasy about the good ol' days and how they're so much better than the modern day and bla bla bla gag me with a chainsaw. There's a whole subplot that goes nowhere about how one of the women in town is a slut and everyone hates her but she's too dumb to realize it, it's a deeply conservative play.
Now, the play wants you to buy into its premise. It wants you to think that the town of Brigadoon is a miracle, and beautiful jewel preserved from the ravages of our modern world, a wonderful thing that you wish existed in real life. So it would be deeply against the spirit of the thing to start thinking about all the ways this scenario is a horrible nightmare, right?
...AND YET
Another subplot in the play is that there's one young man in Brigadoon who's in love with a woman who's getting married to someone else. He thinks Brigadoon sucks ass and there's nothing for him there (he is correct) and tries to leave, but the other villagers say he can't because if he does the "miracle" will be broken and their town will disappear into the mists of the Scottish highlands, never to return. Well, in the second act he tries to leave anyway, and full-on angry mob of villagers chases after him with torches to stop him, until he slips while running and bashes his head in on a rock, dying before he could leave Brigadoon.
The play then goes right back to being boring, tedious horseshit, but it has made a fatal error. By killing that boy who didn't buy into the conservative fantasy, it opens the floodgates of the speculation, and speculation is not kind to Brigadoon.
Brigadoon experienced its miracle in the 1700's. The play shows them reappearing in the 1900's, which means they've only had this "miracle" for two days of their waking lives. None of these poor, dumb bastards knows the horror show that awaits them.
In one year of their waking lives, 36,500 years will have passed. Within fifty years of their waking lives, 1,825,000 years will pass. That's longer than human beings have existed on this planet. Imagine how many new diseases will have sprung up in that time. Imagine how much pollution will fill the air. Now imagine that you only have the resources of a 1700's rural Scottish town to deal with them, and that every time you fall asleep, the problems of the outside world have another 100 years to worsen before they seep into your town.
Someone in Brigadoon probably has a disease from the 1800's that hasn't shown symptoms yet but his body is totally ill-prepared to handle. Those two fucks who visited the town during the events of the play probably brought way more with them, along with whatever toxic pollutants have filled the air in the two centuries since the miracle started. By the time the people in Brigadoon even realize what's wrong, more and more diseases will beset them.
And that's assuming the world proceeds as normal in all this time. What happens in nuclear war breaks out, and the next day in Brigadoon sees the small town arriving not in the scenic Scottish highlands, but an irradiated wasteland? How are they going to deal with radiation poisoning?
And they're forever trapped in the town, they can't leave, so their only hope to preserve any sort of genetic diversity is to lure more people inside. How long before they start kidnapping humans to replenish their dying and inbred society? How long before they discover modern human vices and weaponry?
So many nightmarish scenarios await poor Brigadoon. The miracle was truly a curse.