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Ok, so, bottom surgery recovery is going ~splendidly~ tbh, I’ve been off opioids basically all week, she’s healing well, she even looks pretty which at under the one-month mark is making me feel pretty optimistic. The only problems it’s giving me are that sometimes if I see something really gross it makes my body feel like it’s trying to suck itself inward from my vagina, like a black hole generated by the power of “ew ew ew,” and that healing is really tiring so I’m like…always sleepy. But tbh most of bottom surgery recovery has been peaceful, I’ve had a lot of time to do some self-reflection (which I hate, doing my own therapy as a patient suuuuuucks), BUT, I do have one funny story:

Right as I wake up there’s a nurse there who hustles over and says he’s glad he saw me wake up and tells me he’s giving me some pain meds and then he gives me IV Fentanyl and so I go from like “Ow ow ow ow awake awake awake” to “ooooooh fuck I’m floating on clouds made of rainbows” in like 6 seconds and so I was pretty out of it. The hospital had all the recently-post op patients all in one big-ass room, and they see patients for ALL sorts of surgeries, so I was next to an old guy who got his knee replaced on one side and some young 30-something dude with some kind of mechanism on his leg. So I asked him what happened since I was high as fuck and feeling kind as a result, and he said he broke his leg hiking off-trail when his leg went down a literal rabbit hole and snapped his shinbone. I say something like “damn dude that blowssssss” while giggling because I’m high as FUCK on actual fentanyl and he’s like “Yeah, for real, I’m feeling great right now though! What about you? What are you in here for?”

And I fully was not thinking like a person, I was thinking like a fentanyl-addled tgirl so I just go “Oh, haha, they cut my dick off!”

And he just kinda stops and is like “Hah-WAIT what? Why?” and I was trying to think of an acceptable answer to tell this cis guy because it’s dawning on me through my drug-induced haze that not everybody wants their penis gone and before I can think of a response two nurses just came up and…wheeled him away. Idk where to, and I don’t think he did either, because he kept looking back at me and frantically asking the nurses where they were taking him and I never gave him an adequate response so he probably thought he was gonna get that “Transgender for Everyone” shit before he was probably actually delivered to whoever his ride home was.

alternativerunway

Youwei Fall 2018

1esknineteen

SIGN MY PETITION TO GET CHARLI XCX TO MAKE A JEEVES AND WOOSTER CONCEPT ALBUM LET'S GET THIS TO 100,000 SIGNATURES AND A PARLIAMENTARY DEBATE

ttrraasshh

teaboot

My boss has a new boss who's been dropping in to check on how different sites are doing and I keep introducing her to the clients by going "This is Hank. Hank, this is my boss's boss, she's very important, please tell her nice things about me" and that's my big Autistic secret to professional networking. Letting them think you're funny

teaboot

Other fun Professional Hacks:

"Networking" doesn't have to feel like one big huge façade of manipulation and lies. You just find people you like. The things you talk about don't even have to be related, you just gotta find people who you like working with who you might reach out to for questions or projects later.

You don't need to look professional and respectable or like a "real" adult. I like to just show up and make it clear I'm receptive to jokes and quirks and weird ideas, and the people who vibe with that usually come to me.

Introduce people you like to other people you like. Talk them up. You can tell your boss "This is Mike he kicks ass, he knows everything about this place, if you want to know something talk to him, if he ever quits we're stealing him"

I found can't think of a polite or socially normal way to say something, sometimes you can just say it like "I don't know if this is dumb or not but I don't know anything about this. Can you explain what you mean?", or "I was taught something different. Should I change how I've been doing it?". I've never had a negative reaction to this.

When in doubt, ask a weird question. "What's your favorite dessert food" is a p good one. Sometimes folks think I'm childish but at least they know what they're getting into and they know I'm not judging them.

Sometimes when higher-ups approach me with a stiff upper lip I'll test the waters with a "is your job as insane as it sounds" or something similar to remind them that I, a worker performing a role, and speaking to them, a worker performing a role. If they give a stiff and measured answer I stay distant and professional. If their performance cracks and their tone changes or they smile or laugh or give a funny reply I know I can relax and joke a bit too.

I still don't enjoy business stuff outside of the most basic day to day duties of my job and conventions n shit are still pretty draining but learning that other people are also following a script and the performance has room for "yes-and" type improv has helped a lot

intactics

"there are no bad adaptations of Homer" says the benign scholar who wants more classics funding, but nonetheless I'm sure I could do it. give me a couple hundred mil and I'll change his mind

intactics

two and a half hours of a seven foot tall man on a traditional theater stage, naked but for a helmet, rippling with muscles, fucking a wooden horse in silence while someone plays a kazoo. the backdrop is white fabric with THEMES AND SUCH painted in massive red letters. the perspective of the camera never changes and it's one continuous shot. at the end we get a one-second shot of the audience members clapping and the audience consists of every single other character from the Odyssey & the Iliad; they are not in costume, but they are all wearing signs with the characters' names on them.

eon-bug-collection

a rogue pipe cleaner.... escaped from the craft supplies

pjharvey

our age of blogs is collapsing

vriskakinnieaynrand

where we're at right now is that there's a name of an ethnic group that people have pressed into service as an all-purpose adjective meaning "thing i don't like". and the people who do this are like, everyone else is so hateful about the various ethnic groups, but not us, we just take the one we don't like and use its name as an all-purpose insult. it's also notable that the people who've gotten used to this have started expanding its use, and finding other ethnic groups they don't like, finding more names of groups to turn into all-purpose insults

vriskakinnieaynrand

we're at most five years out, if the democrats on twitter aren't doing it already, from someone reinterpreting adolf hitler as an anticolonialist who tried to liberate the higher races of the world from the (((white))) world system. our oppressed volksgemeinschaft, their bloodsucking mercantile un-race, you know? starting from where a lot of people on here are, it's not even really a leap

where we're at right now is that there's a name of an ethnic group that people have pressed into service as an all-purpose adjective meaning "thing i don't like". and the people who do this are like, everyone else is so hateful about the various ethnic groups, but not us, we just take the one we don't like and use its name as an all-purpose insult. it's also notable that the people who've gotten used to this have started expanding its use, and finding other ethnic groups they don't like, finding more names of groups to turn into all-purpose insults

apricops

one of the most maddening things about modernity is the simultaneous feeling of "I can see how things are actively getting worse in many ways" and "we still do and will live lives of unimaginable luxury." And it's easy to say that "oh if we just redistributed the wealth this way then everyone could afford xyz standard of living" but modernity is so new and so peculiar that there's really no way of knowing where the line between "technological advancement" and "spoils of empire" truly lies.

vriskakinnieaynrand

what? "everyone"? modernity comes from the Great Work of the alchemists. why should those who aren't some kind of alchemist have access to the fruits of modernity?