all hobbies should have compost. you turned your wooden bowl poorly? flopped your mug? sewed your wallet crooked? painted your mini sloppy? put it all in the yard under a tarp and throw eggshells and coffee grounds in there. next year will be amazing
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Believing in the impossible since 1982. If I want your advice I’ll ask you for it.
It's very funny to me how NIMBY the Pearl is when this whole neighborhood didn't exist in 2000. If the Pearl NIMBYs were here back then and got their way, the Pearl wouldn't exist.
i see this is a Spiralling Due To Rape Trauma Triggered By The News kind of day
Talking with my mom, and she just made a distinction between the two types of people she sees running for public office: public servants, and politicians. Public servants are the ones who actually care, and the way she said politicians sounded like a curse word.
That feeling when you suddenly have a desperate urge to rearrange all your furniture, but you anchored all your tall furniture to the wall for earthquake safety.
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The teen (pronouns ambiguous, nominally female) is going to college in two years. I don't want them carrying that weight.
In 2014, I interviewed a Columbia University student who went from class to class carrying the mattress she was raped on—a protest performance piece to remind college administrators what they put on her shoulders. Twelve years later, we still expect women on college campuses to carry that weight.
This is moose erasure and I will not have it.
Women only want one thing and its for megafauna to roam the earth again
If my kids can understand this when it comes to whether the cats want to be petted or not, everyone else can fucking get it too.
To the people complaining these sex abuse cases have created a world where men now have to think 10 times before they touch a woman. Yes, that's the point. It's called consent. Welcome to human decency.
Man you ever just get lost in absolute wonderment at the invention of PrEP within our lifetimes? Like that's insane, right, how far treatment and prevention for HIV has come?
I've been drinking wine and singing sea chanteys so I'm feeling honest and also fuck you. My greatest wish is to be socially treated as a man while still looking exactly like I do, because my body and I have been through some shit together and she shouldn't have to change herself for anyone.
There is a hair to split between "I believe that Kermit is real" and "I believe that Kermit is mostly felt." In either case, living in fear of being backhanded by an angry pig is both a spiritual and physiological drive.
To people who don’t believe that Kermit the Frog is real: What is the basis for your morality? Where does your moral standard come from?
The teen, mine beloved child, is going to college in two years, and this has suddenly become real in my brain today.
And to you for whom adversity has dealt its mortal blow Were smiling bastards lying to you everywhere you go? Turn to and put out all your strength of heart and mind and brain And like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again!
My random YouTube music video playlist just pulled up Dragostea Din Tei and I am not even mad.
It’s been two days since I got my covid shot, if my arm could stop hurting now that would be great, please and thank you.
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One of the hardest things about being a cyclist is dealing with the nagging feeling that a serious crash is inevitable. Because you can indeed do everything "right" and it still does not matter.
Just had my first experience of someone being parked in the bike lane so I had to go into the car lane to get around them.
Just taking a moment to marvel that since I started riding a bike, it takes me 10-15 minutes to get to the grocery store now, instead of the 45 minutes I spent walking.
I’m sorry, but if you bring gypsum - or any damn mineral below 3 on the Mohs scale at all - to a job interview, you’re disqualified. It’s not hard, people.
go ahead, driver, glare harder at me while i am crossing the street in the crosswalk with the walk sign. i can easily walk slower.