Oh my god people living in other parts of the world can’t do anything online without being judged. I just saw a video of a mongolian dude putting his groceries in a huge block of ice instead of a freezer and someone in the comments was like “neccesity of need :(” like ok. Sure jan. Let’s say this dude who is well equipped to live in a yurt all winter and has these gigantic metal containers is poor amd can’t afford a fridge. Well he still just made something that’s sick as fuck so shut up
Likewise when someone in africa is shown doing anyone else the comments are FILLED with people being weird as hell “oh my god i feel so sorry for them” theyre literally just cooking dude. “This is how we were meant to live this is the natural state of humanity” go back to buying exotic fruits at wholefoods for that raw vegan diet you’re gonna be doing this month kyle
shag is such an underrated word. people just don’t shag like they used to nowadays. nor do they snog. and if you’re promiscuous about it you don’t even get to be a slag. yet another tragic consequence of american cultural hegemony
So my bike was stolen from our garage last night. My beloved, custom, carbon fiber, most-expensive-thing-I-own-aside-from-my-car bike.
I just found it listed on FB marketplace.
Shit is about to go down.
You take the time to look up the specs and even with that knowledge post it for an insulting low price?? Also this asshole had to have posted it within an hour or two of stealing in. Unreal.
Just making shit up left and right. I’ve called the police and they’re useless so I’ve called reliable backup: climber friends. So far I have four men and two vehicles that will be joining B and I at the rendezvous. Bike heist is a go.
@pastelsailorr That is absolutely what’s going to happen.
Bike heist was a success. I met the thief, asked him to take it for a test ride, and then just…rode away. lol.
At which point, the boys all got out of their cars where they were waiting to have a chat with the guy. B met me with our car two blocks away, we put the bike in the back, and returned to Safeway to see how the boys were faring. Thief had already skedaddled, but they’d told him to never step foot on my property again and he apologized and booked it. So we had an adrenaline-fueled morning that nonetheless reinforced that we’ve moved to a place with a great community of friends willing to drop everything on a Saturday morning to help us, and the guys claimed it was the most fun they’d had in months.
This is crazy. I wonder if there’s some sort of historical basis for the rural landowners in America being wealthy reactionaries who just make other people do their work for them
i spent $32 on this fucking bowl at the moma and at first i felt bad buying it bc it was so expensive but ive had a terrible day today and every time i look at my lil bowl im like :o) you know what. i can get through anything with this bowl by my side
i literally get what marie kondo was talking about now
bc everyone keeps requesting to see it filled :)
I don’t know how long I’ve been here. Time seems to pass differently. But the place is cozy and private so I have no complaints. And whenever I’m hungry, I go outside with my bowl and walk down the hill to the shore. Sometimes the lake is made of soup. Sometimes it’s huge pasta noodles the size of barges. Sometimes it’s breakfast cereal. Sometimes it’s dumplings the size of great whales. I dip my little bowl and take a portion and carry it back up to the house.
Today I found a new bowl! In its center is a little hill with a little house. I will carry it down to the shore and fill it up, and whomever lives in that little house can have a tiny portion of my meal. I hope they have a nice bowl to put it in..
People love to talk about whether or not disabled people can work
but if you can work just fine and your disability is destroying your ability to have a life outside of work (because work takes all your energy and more)
Dead silence. Nobody cares.
File this under, oh you can be active for 4 hours? You can work part-time. Um no, I have to get ready for work (30 min) get to work (15 min) get home from work (15 min) feed myself all day (30 min) maintain myself, my home and my life (15 min, yeah right), which leaves 15 min for work and absolutely nothing else.
This is so accurate, back after I’d relapsed I wanted to try and go in for one class at school so I could still stay in contact with the education system. I let slip during a meeting that I managed to drag myself to that I could manage about 4 hours of activity a week, which the teacher sprang on to mean I was being lazy for just trying to get to 1 hour class. Never matter that it was 30 minutes travel, that I would have to get washed and dressed, that I would probably still need to recover for 3 days from it.
Far too often abled people see the things they do easily as “non activities”, they don’t realise that for many disabled people these things have to be carefully planned and measured, and sometimes they simply can’t be done.
reblog bc the non activities thing seems really important words
I get X number of pain-free steps per day right now, which means that, for large conventions (like SDCC), I need to be in a mobility device. I had someone ask if I used up my steps every day before transferring to the scooter, and look surprised and a little horrified when I said “no, I save them so I can go to the bathroom unassisted.” Like, they had never considered that walking is involved in peeing.
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Reblogging for the important point that the term “activity” may mean something very different and much broader for a disabled person with a chronic pain or fatigue related condition compared to its meaning for a non disabled person. If you’re tired enough, simply sitting up in a chair rather than lying in bed is an activity that drains energy otherwise usable for other things. A thing I knew from other people with pain and fatigue related conditions, but worth reinforcing for followers who didnt know or had forgotten.
i think tumblr urls in the old superwholock fandom style are like those old household appliances that got discontinued because they had asbestos or uranium or whatever in them - maybe you have a beloved cousin or old high school friend who still has a dean-and-loki-in-the-tardis and sure it’s not great but what are you gonna do, make them get rid of it? come on, that’s katie’s url, she’s had it forever, it’s fine. but if you find someone that has a brand new castieldrinkingteawithsherlock then something dark is afoot. they have regulations against making any more of those. you should be able to cut tumblr users open and count their rings like trees. i bet some of you got horny reading that last sentence
