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OH MY GOD why did they make the lighting so fucking soft like a shoujo anime, THIS IS A SOCCER ANIME GODDAMNIT
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...I had a guy come in today asking about how to get his kids library cards. I told him. He asked me how hard it would be for them to get them, and I said that all it took was their presence and his government ID.
He told me about how nice the system was here, where it was so easy to get a card; he said that there was a beautiful public library in Beijing that was top of the line and everything, but that the only way to access it was if you were a high ranking government official or a top professor or something. Instead, our library "serves the reader." His kids will be able to take chapter books home at no cost. He'll even be able to get books in Chinese here so that his native language skills don't atrophy.
I didn't even really know what to say, so I told him how to ask us to buy books for him that we don't already have so that he can still read them at no extra cost. I don't know how to shore up what it must feel like to know that there are books out there you can't read; I've always grown up with a good library nearby. It reminded me of working in my old library, though, where families who spoke Spanish were startled to find out we took any government ID with a formal address in town— even foreign IDs— so that their kids could get access to all of our titles in all the languages we offered.
Ah. Anyway, I hope you check out a library book with this thought in mind. I checked out the first volume of YJ98 today with that thought in mind. I didn't have to pay anything. I put it on hold, and there it was.
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> kids party going on next door to where I'm chilling for my break. a lot of good-natured screaming typical of the age range, seems to be 6-8
> minding my own business but kids eventually spill over to where I am and they're chatting about the cake and cookies and sweets
> one kid rolls her eyes and says to me "they're acting crazy because they had cake"
> I ask "is there cake left?"
> "yeah"
> "I'll give you a dollar if you steal me slice of cake"
> takes off like a fucking rocket and 60 seconds later I have a slice of melting ice cream cake all to myself
> give her the dollar as promised
> another kid offers to bring me a cookie for a dollar
> ok sure kid
> those two kids are going feral over a single dollar bill each
> the children yearn for the mines fetch quests
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This comic makes me so stupid emotional. She might have never known.
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sometimes you realize you have retained too much trivia about the media you love and you realize this because someone makes a joke post about wolverine going through airport security and laughingly speculating about how that goes
and you can only JUST barely stop yourself from informing them that actually in uncanny x-men (1963 run) #158 this very topic was covered, because wolverine is expected to pass through a metal detector as part of an infiltration mission where the x-men are undercover, and is able to produce his medic card from service with the canadian military/special services to attest that a "good chunk" of his skeleton is metal prosthetics from war wounds, and that this same excuse would more than likely be used for modern airports
and you stop this because you know! they are just making a joke! it's a joke! but you KNOW
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I bet Dazai is just absolutely loved by elderly people.
Like, he's the guy playfully flirting with elder women and playing chess with the old men at the parks. They're always pinching his cheeks and calling him a "nice young man". They're spontaneously giving him sweets whenever they see him.
A case sends Kunikida and Dazai to a retirement home for information and Kunikida is immediately concerned about how Dazai's going to act around his elders.
But within 20 minutes of them being there, Dazai has practically been adopted by several of the residents. He's still done absolutely no work because he's too busy making plans to come back and visit his new friends.
Kunikida, whilst glad Dazai isn't giving anyone a heart attack with his usual antics, complains that they need to get back on track because this case is time sensitive. Then a kindly grandpa turns to him and says, "Hey, life's short. You shouldn't be so serious all the time, try to be more like your friend here, eh?"
And Kunikida has to use every ounce of self control he has to not go insane.
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Was talking to my sister about how sskk subvert conventional representations of sun/moon relationships with Atsushi being the moon (Beast Beneath the Moonlight, protective, blue) and Akutagawa being the sun (powerful, destructive, red). And that's when she said “of course, that ties with how the moon shines brighter because of the sun behind it, and Atsushi is the most powerful thanks to the aid of Rashomon Akutagawa provides”. And I think it's something worth writing down.
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Gendered parenting is so weird. As a little kid I was a total daddy's girl, I was told I would always try to sneak into the garage, I was always very interested in everything he was doing and would follow him around while he was working, but while my family was never the type to outright say "you can't do that because you're a girl", they simply didn't entertain the idea that I could possibly be interested in cars. Then when my little brother was born, it was just assumed he would become a mechanic like our dad because he was a boy. Even though he, unlike me, didn't like being in the garage much and wasn't all that interested in what dad was doing. Once he got to a certain age, dad started making him help and would drag him away from his actual interests for it, which lead to a lot of arguing and not much actual learning.
Gendered expectations sort of create doubles of children. There's the real child with their actual personality, interests and behaviors, and then there's the Gender Child.
My real brother hated soccer and team sports. The Gender Child that existed only the minds of the adults in his life needed to play soccer because that's what a Boy Child does.
Growing up, I always felt like adults didn't actually know me as a person and they weren't interested in getting to know me. Because they felt they'd already learned everything there was to know about me when they were told "it's a girl".
When I talk about how I never got gifts I actually liked from my relatives (to this day I still don't like getting gifts that aren't something I picked out myself), it isn't actually about the gifts themselves. I don't even remember them. What I do remember is the feeling of being given gifts that were seemingly not bought with the real me in mind. They were for the Girl Child™️ version of me. The me that adults wanted me to be, not who I actually was.
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what i love about mlp fim is that the power of friendship is not a symbolic thing it is a real and tangible force so potent it can be channeled into killing people
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