Yet Another Boring Blog

I'm Rey and I forget to update my bio for years at a time. I like a lot of stuff and make a moderate amount of stuff, and am autistic and believe very strongly in intersectional feminism and kindness. Please message me for any TWs you need tagged or to say hello!

[yetanotherboringadult]

knitlash (n): the shock of going from a 42 chunky stitch in-the-round hat project where the whole thing takes less than an evening to a 480 5-ply project where a round and a half takes the entire evening; origin: knitting whiplash.

[dubiousdisco]

[hotvampireadjacent]

[tatters-the-bat]

Are they like..... Yknow.... [Goes to do a hand gesture but forgets I'm a wizard and I accidentally cast Lv50 lightning bolt]

[godisafujoshi]

Your capacity for evil is showing

[segamascott]

does it make me look cute

[fatal-contagion]

[seaemberthesecond]

it should be illegal for things in drawers to accumulate dust. you were IN the drawer WHAT is your problem

[stealingpotatoes]

LAPTOP DEATH FILE PURGATORY IS OVER I HAVE MY CRAP BACK

[stealingpotatoes]

however i do think i scared the repair ppl by materialising at their door in 3 seconds

[defectivegembrain]

Prev et al. (2025)

[foxes-in-love]

[postoctobrist]

How do you draw the line between questioning and repression?

this is the question the door asks you to get into the trans dark brotherhood and the answer is transition, my sister

[homunculus-argument]

I actually really like the thing when you're starting to get the hang of a new language, enough to understand and say simple sentences but you gotta get creative to get more complex thoughts across, like a puzzle. I remember a time in the restortation school when a classmate who wasn't natively finnish and did her best anyway dropped something and sighed, telling me "every day is monday this week. I have had four mondays this week." And I understood.

I don't think I speak much of spanish anymore, but in the nursing school training period I did there, I did manage to get by with making weird Tarzan sentences. I got a nosebleed at some point and startled another nurse. Not knowing the words "humidity" or "stress", I managed to string together: "This is ok. It is hot, it is cold, I have a bad day, I am sad, I have blood. This is normal for me." And she understood.

And sometimes you just say things weird, but it's better than not saying it. One time, I was stuck in a narrow hallway behind someone walking really slowly with a walker, and he apologised for being in the way. I was not in any hurry, but didn't know the spanish word for "hurry", but I did know enough words to try to circumvent it by borrowing the english "I have all the time in the world."

The man burst into one of those cackling old man laughters that they do when something in this world still manages to surprise them. He had to be somewhere between 70 and a 100 years old, and I guess if there was one thing he wasn't expecting to hear today, it would be a random blond vaguely baltic-looking fuck casually announce that he is the sole owner and keeper of the very concept of time.

[squid-thoughts]

I’ve mostly learned Chinese in school, so I know a lot of academic vocabulary while having the language skills of a toddler in some basic areas. Once, I forgot the word for sad, which is a really dumb thing to forget. A bunch of the ways to say sad in Chinese are literally just “not happy”, but I also momentarily forgot how to say happy. So instead I said “there is an economic downturn inside my brain”.

[rowan-e-ravenwood]

new top contender

[lolitamadeo]

tomorrow im gonna fix my entire life [checks clock] today when i wake up im gonna fix my entire life

[academic-vampire]

A crucial part of the bookstore experience is saying hi to all the books you’ve already read

[museum-of-artifacts]

The only taxidermied blue whale in the world, 1865 CE, now housed at the Natural History Museum in Sweden. The public was allowed to enter it up until a couple was found having sex inside it; now its jaws are opened only for special occasions like Swedish election days

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[ode-on-a-grecian-butt]

Would you fuck in the Swedish taxidermied whale?

Yes

No

Im European

Voting ended onMay 7

[c-l-y-d-e]

i thought this couldn’t be real (a facebook link as a source, really?) but here is the museum page:

The Whale Hall - Göteborgs naturhistoriska museum

Welcome to an exhibition about the evolution of whales and meet the Malmska whale, a unique mounted blue whale.

[insouciantlypersnickety]

Adding more sources:

Slate's article on the Malm whale

The Saturday Paper on the Malm whale:

At the museum’s heart is the Malm Whale – the world’s only preserved blue whale. It’s enormous, unsurprisingly, but at 16 metres still relatively small for its species. The dark blue hide is patchworked and monstrous. It has been stitched together over a hollow wooden framework and cured; a leathery sheath like Swedish Batman’s cape. Above us hangs the reverse – the disembodied skeleton, a skinless zeppelin. After an appropriate period of respectful silence, Freja tells me the story of the Malm Whale Cafe. In the heady 1860s, the digestive tract of a preserved blue whale seemed an apposite site to enjoy a snug pot of coffee or a schnapps against the cold outside. Swedish royalty might drop in for an invigorating brännvin or two, while American tourists might hold quiet Bible study sessions, ruminating over the tale of Jonah and cinnamon buns at the back table. In the dying days of the century, the whole affair was called off when a young couple was discovered, after-hours, deep in the shadows of the oesophagus and the throes of passion. The jawbone was rolled down for the last time, and the whale’s interior has mostly remained closed to the public since. Rumours of grand orgies in the belly probably have no truth to them, but I record them here for completeness. “You can translate the word ‘festival’,” offers Freja in a whisper, “as fest-i-val: ‘party in the whale’.” I don’t know whether to believe her. Nonetheless, the mouth is opened for cetaceaphiles, history buffs and earnest citizens alike to peek inside once every four years when Sweden’s national elections are held. Valdagen, or “election day”, also translates as “whale day”.

[blumineck]

How can I do this as a MAN?

Honestly, platform heels are absolutely not my favourite thing to wear for pole, but they are deeply connected to the history and modern context of pole. And if by wearing them I can show some people that it’s OK to not fit the “standard” template of masculinity or femininity, then that’s worth a bit of extra effort!