Lookin' Sharp

You jump, I jump, right?

TITANIC 1997 | dir. James Cameron

the man who owns and runs the thai restaurant in my town knows me by name. he is one of the kindest and most thoughtful men i know. i started ordering from his place back in january, which was when i got my fibromyalgia diagnosis. back then i was using a walker, had limited mobility in my entire body but especially my hands, and was very visibly in pain. i always ordered the same thing: yellow curry with no meat, potatoes and carrots only (i have texture and other dietary issues). he always made it a point to make sure i could get out the door and carry the food safely. he had his workers package the food so that it was easier for me to open. as i kept coming back and i told him a little bit about my health status, he would always encourage me to keep going. he told me about how the spices he used were good for inflammation and began to edit the recipe just for me so that spices that were even better for fighting inflammation were used. he’d give me extra portions and despite the fact that i would tip every time, i realized later that he never charged my card for them. as time went on and my condition began to get better, he would make encouraging remarks and tell me how happy he was for me. the day i came in without my walker, he practically jumped for joy, and despite my insistence, he gave me my meal for free that day. i continue to make progress with my conditions and i continue to go to the thai place. this man who does not know me personally and who i hardly know anything about is one of my favorite people. it’s interactions with humans like these that make loving life easier. and his curry really does help my chronic condition. it’s comfort food taken to the next level.

I’m all scratched up and I can still taste spray paint in my mouth and my husband almost fell out of a tree BUT THE GHOST SCULPTURES ARE FINISHED!

They’re finally finished and I’m so happy with them!!

Some progress shots:

just did a hit of pillow and blanky

A job I was applying for mentioned I would be working with something called a “frosted flatwoods salamander”, which sounded positively delightful, so I looked them up and I could not be more pleased with what this beast looks like

Hey guess what bitches Poland had a general election last Sunday and we said "fuck you" to the current fascist Orban-wannabes en masse, in a record-breaking historic turnout of 74% (that's a better turnout than the 1989 election which toppled the Soviet regime), with people of all ages standing in lines till 3 am to vote, young people actually outnumbering the elderly for the first time ever; and the result is that the progressive pro-EU coalition won and will form the next government. Been in in a stunned-but-celebratory mood since Sunday night.

It can be done.

I'm screaming.

It hasn't rolled out to everyone yet. Take this moment to just fucking delete your acct and uninstall. Holy shit.

Can you IMAGINE getting a call from whatever popular acct you follow that gets hacked? Or getting a call from fucking Arby's because you followed their Twitter acct for the art? Imagine every fucking creep being able to call their fucking followers?!?

IF THE TWITTER APP CALLED ME I WOULD DESTROY MY PHONE AND MOVE TO THE FOREST. I WOULD GO FERAL.

im just laying down but NOT for a nap guys i swear im getting comfy cozy but im NOT GOING TO FALL ASLEEP my ass is NOT laying my head to rest bro im just getting snug as a bug in a rug. FOR NO REASON. ill be awake the whole time bro i swear. me and my stuffed animals are just hanging out dude i PROMISE ill be awake im not sle

Over the Garden Wall is almost ten years old and that both feels too old and unbelievably young.

I remember first watching this in the backroom of a museum on my ipod touch in late August in 2015 and it still feels like it’s been a pillar of Americana for the past thousand years.

Over the Garden Wall is timeless and ancient and boiled out of the aether of American folklore and happened to be caught in animated form like a photograph of a lightning bolt, and it’s also the most 2010s-ass thing I've ever watched.

I’ve been waiting since March to post this...

"Don't just throw ripped jeans away, you can repair them using these 10 cute Visible Mending techniques!!" unfortunately my friend the first point of failure for every single pair of jeans i have owned in my life has been the Crotch and Ass. Knees: fine, cuffs: fine; but 3 years in, and all that stands between the world and my astronaut-patterned taint is 0.5µm of denim worn so thin that every squat threatens to tear it to shreds like wet toilet paper. If the Tiktok craft community could figure out a way to resurrect jeans afflicted in such a way that doesn't involve adding a whole ass buttpatch like some sort of inverse assless chaps situation then that'd be great

I like to think back to this whenever I’m scared to start a new hobby

This is also the reason as to why I save and document as much of my art and writing as I can; you can look at your progress over time :)

So much respect,even the silly crocs match the outfit

yes true: platforms like that reduce your sense of pressure and how quickly you can shift pedals! it’s even better to drive in socks or barefoot (check your local laws, this is illegal some places)