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I want to remember folding the tape!!!
i have so many good-at-spatial-relationships, hopeless-at-numbers hacks. i’d write a whole book about it but really, how many people are there in this universe with my strange brain shapes? not many, i imagine, or i’d have been able to absorb better coping strategies from the world at large by now.
But since I can’t follow conventional clothing patterns and like to sew anyway, I have figured out so many Stupid Human Tricks to make myself able to understand what the hap is fuckening when I try to construct things.
I look at the how-to blogs and such and they all have these curvy tools to help you connect points on a pattern and I literally cannot fathom how you would know which tool was right. I’ve tried tracing curves and I find that I just put the thing I’m tracing down, then frown at it, then move it out of the way absent-mindedly so I can draw the right shape freehand. (I don’t notice I’m doing it, usually, and someone else is like… where your ruler thing at?… and I’m like oh uh. It’s next to what I’m drawing.) I can’t tell you how many times I’ve wound up even with complex shapes I’m trying to stencil, moving the stencil and just looking at it to copy it because I can’t trace for shit and anyway a turtle’s not really shaped like that.
My life is one long saga of doing things entirely the wrong way because it was easier to reverse-engineer the finished product than to follow the directions for how to make it. (This saga contains many chapters wherein That Did Not Work and we Must Not Speak Of This Again.)
I am profoundly differently-arranged than most people, brain-wise, and I wish I knew how that all really worked. But it could go quite a ways toward explaining why so many things that everyone else thinks are trivially easy to the point of not mentioning are literally impossible for me to figure out how to do. Most days it’s like, in the instruction booklet for the day, what to everyone else looks like a line saying “make a sandwich” is telling me “make love to the rain” and I’m like… is this… a metaphor? and everyone else is like no, you get bread and meat and mayo and just kind of… and I’m like… how does that fuck the rain though… ????? which just leads to greater confusion all around and I tell you what there’s no way I’m going to strip off and run outside when it’s not even raining and everyone else is talking about bread and meat. No, I will take the failing grade on that particular task and maybe keep my dignity or at least not go down in the chronicle of days as the random naked chick.
Maybe train. Maybe it said make love to the train. That doesn’t really make any more sense. It’s got to be a goddamn metaphor. I have no idea where bread and meat comes in, and I’m sort of upset that my brain is starting to figure out where the mayo is involved without my input. Veto! Veto.
… Why does everyone else have a packed lunch?
I want to remember folding the tape!!!
i have so many good-at-spatial-relationships, hopeless-at-numbers hacks. i’d write a whole book about it but really, how many people are there in this universe with my strange brain shapes? not many, i imagine, or i’d have been able to absorb better coping strategies from the world at large by now.
But since I can’t follow conventional clothing patterns and like to sew anyway, I have figured out so many Stupid Human Tricks to make myself able to understand what the hap is fuckening when I try to construct things.
I look at the how-to blogs and such and they all have these curvy tools to help you connect points on a pattern and I literally cannot fathom how you would know which tool was right. I’ve tried tracing curves and I find that I just put the thing I’m tracing down, then frown at it, then move it out of the way absent-mindedly so I can draw the right shape freehand. (I don’t notice I’m doing it, usually, and someone else is like… where your ruler thing at?… and I’m like oh uh. It’s next to what I’m drawing.) I can’t tell you how many times I’ve wound up even with complex shapes I’m trying to stencil, moving the stencil and just looking at it to copy it because I can’t trace for shit and anyway a turtle’s not really shaped like that.
My life is one long saga of doing things entirely the wrong way because it was easier to reverse-engineer the finished product than to follow the directions for how to make it. (This saga contains many chapters wherein That Did Not Work and we Must Not Speak Of This Again.)
I am profoundly differently-arranged than most people, brain-wise, and I wish I knew how that all really worked. But it could go quite a ways toward explaining why so many things that everyone else thinks are trivially easy to the point of not mentioning are literally impossible for me to figure out how to do. Most days it’s like, in the instruction booklet for the day, what to everyone else looks like a line saying “make a sandwich” is telling me “make love to the rain” and I’m like… is this… a metaphor? and everyone else is like no, you get bread and meat and mayo and just kind of… and I’m like… how does that fuck the rain though… ????? which just leads to greater confusion all around and I tell you what there’s no way I’m going to strip off and run outside when it’s not even raining and everyone else is talking about bread and meat. No, I will take the failing grade on that particular task and maybe keep my dignity or at least not go down in the chronicle of days as the random naked chick.
Maybe train. Maybe it said make love to the train. That doesn’t really make any more sense. It’s got to be a goddamn metaphor. I have no idea where bread and meat comes in, and I’m sort of upset that my brain is starting to figure out where the mayo is involved without my input. Veto! Veto.
… Why does everyone else have a packed lunch?
