small delights

via https://ift.tt/3oEAROx

I was on a Zoom hangout last night. I almost hopped on in the… not even really pajamas, I was wearing a linen caftan I made years ago for Pennsic Bogwear and it’s… not exactly decent… but I glanced in the mirror and was like oh those are just– my boobs, that’s not really… I ought not to turn video on in this. Well…..

and then my eyes were like * * ! and I went and put on the dragon hoodie and then I spent the entire Zoom call distracted by how fucking shiny I was. Apologies to everyone else, who was mostly looking at what they were doing, I was just staring at how shiny I was. Which clearly, I needed. So despite not having intended to ever wear this out of the house, I am wearing it to work, over an otherwise-sensible black ensemble, though I’m also wearing gold metallic Birkenstock sandals. I mean why not.

I’m so fucking shiny you guys.

I have one more day to use my “thanks!” 15% off coupon from this store and I’m. I need side pocket leggings in green velvet with green fish scale side panels, right? That’s what I need. (I know from experience how holo spandex wears, and it’s friction that’s the enemy of holographic shimmer surfaces, ask me how many pairs of shiny booty shorts I wore until they weren’t really shiny anymore. I know what I’m about here. Tasteful minimalism, in the world of spandex: that means the glitter part goes on the outer bits of the body.)

Really I was going to buy myself a maxi skirt with pockets, but. The site has a little banner up on it now begging to hold off on custom orders until after Halloween. The normal “this but in that fabric” kind of custom is fine, the alterations to standard pattern kind of custom they’re asking not to do until after Halloween. … which means if I ask for one of their standard maxi skirts but do it in velvet instead, that’d be perfectly reasonable, right?? …. well I should just email, they seem happy enough to email. And say “i don’t need this for halloween feel free to put me at the end of the queue i’m only doing it now to use this coupon”…

anyway. i’m so fucking shiny, you guys. (Your picture was not posted)

(no subject)

general, climate hope, current events

via https://ift.tt/3Bf6yBn

sunshineandhope https://sunshineandhope.tumblr.com/post/658412071748304896/httpstwittercomursulavstatus1417529465266229 :

https://twitter.com/UrsulaV/status/1417529465266229250

[ID: a series of tweets by Kingfisher & Wombat ursulav

Thinking today about the climate and personal responsibility vs. personal power.

The greatest trick corporations pulled was convincing us that we, personally, are responsible for all pollution, because we ate the wrong thing or bought the wrong car or didn’t recycle enough.

Never mind that the top polluting companies pour out more pollution than vast swaths of humanity. Never mind that they lobbied politicians for decades to keep from having the most basic controls put on them. Never mind that they still do. Nope, our fault!

Never mind that it turns out that plastic we so painstakingly separated isn’t actually recycled after all, and that the little recyclable logo is put on anything that might possibly be recyclable with future technology. Never mind the shenanigans pulled with “organic” labeling.

But man, it sure got consumers tying ourselves into knots for decades and derailed corporate accountability nicely. So I no longer buy most of that “personal responsibility” line that corporations push.

But I do believe in personal power.

We are standing in this strange threshold, right now, on the verge of a new world. A hotter, weirder world, yes. A world no longer on easy mode for humanity. We are going to cross into the new world no matter what.

But right now, on this weird threshold, we have power.

Those people who plant ten thousand trees in a decade, and suddenly songbirds show up for the first time in decades, they have shaped that new world. The people growing pollinator gardens where insects find a refuge, they’ve helped those insects come with us.

That one guy in San Francisco who singlehandedly raised thousands of Pipevine Swallowtails in his backyard—that’s power. He’s strengthened that species for the new world to come. Gave them just a smidge more breathing room. Sometimes that’s the difference between life & death.

It’s rare, I think, that you can actually see a tipping point in the history of humanity while you’re living through it. But anybody can see this one. Any action we can take, right this minute, to save our fellow travelers, will have outsized ripples in the new world ahead.

It’s not all in the hands of scientists (though thank god for them) engineering crops that will survive the heat or zoos desperately breeding endangered species as a hedge against extinction. This is the point where the power of a garden or a frog pond or a donation is magnified.

We cannot stop the flood, but even a couple sticks held together with chewing gum and twine has the power, on this strange threshold, to be an ark.

And having said all that, if you haven’t got the garden or the frog pond (and many don’t! It’s okay!) but you’ve got a spare five bucks, kicking a few to people like twitter.com/WildlifeFound, twitter.com/MyFrogCroaked, and twitter.com/NativeSeedsSRCH or twitter.com/BatConIntl never goes amiss.

/end ID] (Your picture was not posted)

hm

via https://ift.tt/3oyTlzR

i finally medicated myself with various things to a point that my left hip doesn’t hurt, and it’s actually disorienting.

like, it doesn’t always hurt acutely when it’s like this, and i had told myself it was only hurting intermittently, but now that it’s really not hurting at all (except odd little periodic twinges) i am realizing that even when it didn’t hurt to a point that i noticed it, it certainly was hurting, because the absence is glaring.

the combination of things i took (a normal dose of ibuprofen, a moderate dose of alcohol, and a quite small dose of a substance recently made legal in my state) isn’t like, a daily-use kind of thing, but. it’s also not numbing. it’s anti-inflammatory, anti-me-noticing, and uhh i’m not sure what the third thing actually does. so I can still feel stuff– in fact, my other hip still hurts noticeably with certain movements. But my bad hip, and the lower back muscles behind it that have been bothering me because I’ve been sleeping in such weird positions, are sort of hollowly not-painful.

it’s got to be largely muscle issues and i’m partly annoyed that i never noticed that before and partly in despair about how tf i’m supposed to fix that.

(no, i’ve never taken a muscle relaxant. you can’t just get those.)

(ohhh cbd is a muscle relaxant, on some level. hm that’s. shit that’s probably what worked. god damn it i don’t want to be one of those people.)

It’s sort of humbling because bitch why have you let it get this bad, but then also, life is fucking hard and I don’t have time to cope with things, nobody’s gone around handing out free cope, a bitch has to do what a bitch has to do and sometimes that is just nothing. (Your picture was not posted)