Grace Jarvis
@gracejarvisohno.bsky.social
I am a stand-up comedian and that is okay https://linktr.ee/gracejarvis
I was staying with @casscasspaige.bsky.social when I recorded this and at one point she thought I was getting genuinely upset and reached over to comfort me and then realised and went, “oh ACTING”
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just realised I feel Very Young (I’m a child lost in the woods with none of the right words or skills to get myself out) because I am Very Young (there’s a long, sun scorched road ahead of me and I can choose to keep walking every moment I’m alive)
your middle school friend who just turned 13 and suddenly needs to make you feel bad for still doing all the stuff you’ve been doing together for years:
all these AI company freaks are genuinely just pushing themselves onto us more and more and more because they think eventually we’ll give up and let them fuck us - we are being culturally raped by these rich, evil Thunderbirds puppets come to life to imperil a college campus and then the world
it’s cool that like six of the richest guys in the world are allowed to hold every other persons, like, pensions and superannuation hostage over a technology that no one asked for or wanted and is literally removing them from the employment that made it possible to contribute to that superannuation
a glory hole but for stroking peoples hair in a calming manner
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I was saving my last chocolate bilby from Easter because I miss Australian chocolate so much when I’m in the UK and the London heat has THWARTED my treat
got my period wearing spanx at a wedding reception while Robyn’s Dancing On My Own was playing - some incredibly, industrial-strength womanhood for a Friday night
just caught myself restocking the poppers at work and feeling sad because BERLIN XXX HARDCORE can’t stop flying off the shelves and I hardly ever have to restock PIG FILTH SLEAZE - poor little guys must feel so neglected
I have discovered a tiny puritan living inside my head - I am woman with a man inside watching a woman, but that man is wearing a stupid capotain hat - I have to choose to viciously slaughter him every day, but every day he grows back like the liver of Prometheus
the phrase “there are no stupid questions” may have done colossal and irreparable damage to society, which is a shame because the sentiment is kind
still accidentally getting on the bus going in the wrong direction at my age, still choosing to believe it’s because the universe needs me to look at some stuff over this way
watching the Australia vs. USA game and the number of American fans in the stadium wearing Uncle Sam hats as a genuine display of patriotic support feels incredibly unnerving
Adobe’s AI assistant keeps trying to get me to let it summarise my cross stitch pattern BITCH IT IS A SERIES OF SYMBOLS IN SQUARES
"a spoiled French Bulldog lives here" yeah I would hope so! you bought a dog genetically destined to suffer its whole life - the least you could do is give it attention and treats
thinking about the time my phone got stolen while I was on a call with my boyfriend so he got to experience what it was like to Be Kidnapped, while being somewhere else entirely and completely fine
My train just came past a construction site and I saw a man tugging as hard he could on a cable attached to a digger. It looked like the digger was a very large and stubborn pet dog whose owner was trying desperately to move him on from sniffing a pylon.
you know how they age wine and cheese by putting them in barrels in cellars and such? I’m gonna do the same thing with a bunch of clothes by putting them in a tub under my bed until they’re vintage
I have so much faith in humanity’s enormous capacity for kindness and community spirit and that faith dwindles slightly every time the person sitting in front of me on a plane reclines their seat
what I imagine my salt shaker is thinking as it watches me scramble an egg: “damn my guy is getting beaten while he is cooked, didn’t stand a chance”
I've made an Etsy shop, because I keep having ideas for patches and finding no one has made them yet www.etsy.com/uk/listing/4...
I’ve got crumbs in my bed serving much like a shakti mat
since childhood I have always been delighted and bewitched by the way a middle aged straight woman can so charmingly refer to her “girlfriends”
just rewatched the original Star Wars trilogy and I am once again viscerally upset by the death of Jim Henson
