#irked

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #401

I went to work today, but there was lots to do, and so I didn't get to take any yummy pictures for you. I'm sorry about that.

I did meet the new store manager today, though.

…

...I will do my best to suspend judgment for now. But... the impression he made on me, given his behavior and manner of speaking, was not favorable. I've heard a few other things from other people, too, which is definitely leaving me more than a little wary. He's from the south or southwestern United States, and the culture there is VERY different from the culture in the northeast where I live. I'm hoping he just maybe needs some time to adjust; surely moving is very stressful, and perhaps his head isn't on quite right at the moment. I guess we'll see.

That being said, the next time he tries to make strange, unfamiliar gestures at me to get me to do things as though I am a trained animal instead of a human being, I'm gonna fucken let him have it; I like this job, but I do not need it, and I refuse to be treated like some kind of object. It'd be one thing if he had invested time and energy into building mutual trust, understanding, and vocabulary with me. But when he walked in today to talk to Tr, he looked right through me as though I wasn't there. Didn't bother to introduce himself or even acknowledge my presence at all. And then he's gonna what? Expect me to respond to hand signals from across the room (which was apparently code for “sweep the floor in front of the pastry cabinet”) as though I'm a clicker-trained dog? Fucken forget it.

To be clear, I'm more than happy to sweep the floor. I'm kind and loyal, and if you treat me like a person, I'll do pretty much anything for you. But if you're gonna act like we've got that trust, vocabulary, and understanding when you don't even know my goddamn name, then you're barking up the wrong fucken tree, friendo. Something akin to actually taking the time to walk up to me and say, “Hey, I'm so-and-so, the new manager! Pleased to meet you! Your name's Lumine? Great! Hey, Lumine, would you please sweep the floor in front of the pastry cabinet? Thanks!” would have been nice, just sayin'.

The vehemence of my distaste is fueled by the knowledge that he apparently came in rolling his eyes at the manager and assistant manager of my department, both of whom are female. And he came in and acknowledged Ma (male, and beneath Ka and Tr in terms of leadership) while basically ignoring Tr and Ka. So there's that. I don't know how true it is; time will shed more light on this new person's behaviors. But it's safe to say that for now, I am feeling cautious and skeptical of this new person. I miss Jo already.

Well. I got home and then made myself a lunch...

After that, I had to switch to a new set of braces. The amount of progress I've made from the first set seems really pronounced; I'm on set number 11 now.

Here's the lower jaw; the one I'm holding in my hand is the newest set, and the one on the table is the initial set:

Here's the upper jaw; the one I'm holding in my hand is the newest set, and the one on the table is the initial set:

Finally, here is one that compares the position of my snaggletooth; the new set is the top one. It's a lot less of a snaggletooth now!!!

...This one seems to be REALLY emphasizing the movement of my snaggletooth and the tooth on the bottom that's sticking out weirdly. Putting these ones in, the consensus of the inside of my face, as informed to me by my teeth, is, “GAH!!! Fuck!!!”

But that's okay. The price for progress is often discomfort. It is the way of things. It's how it goes. In a few years' time, I'll be able to smile properly at you. It'll be good.

...And then after that, I worked some more on my crafty project that I'm still not gonna say anything about just yet. It's coming along well, but just this one thing is taking a lot of time to do, and I need to make a whole lot more of them. So far, I'm enjoying the process, though; there's something very zen about it. I'll show it to you when it's done!

Then I took a short break to look at the link Su sent me after he returned home from my house yesterday. I found a couple state jobs that might suit me. But I'm having trouble parsing the language of the minimum qualifications. I'm well aware that in my country, much of a job offer description is not meant to be taken literally, and that is a bit of a nightmare for an autistic person such as myself. Su will visit on Saturday, after my shift at work ends, but before we go to visit R at his house, to help me.

An from work is hopefully coming with me and J to R's house, too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I mean... unless he changes his mind of course. He can always change his mind. And if he doesn't have the time or energy to support joining us, then I hope he will do what is right for his own peace of mind.

…

...I am well aware that I am disproportionately excited about Saturday. I am well aware that I am likely not especially interesting to An. I am aware that I am just someone he only barely knows. I know that. I do. He is very busy all the time; I imagine I'm probably bothering him by talking to him way too much. I'm well aware that I am not entitled to his time, energy, or interaction. I know these things. I do. He is just an acquaintance – a full human being, whom I do not yet know. It is presumptuous of me to feel safe in his presence. I have no business being this excited about it.

...what is wrong with me. sigh.

I guess... I guess I'll get my bed things ready – move my CPAP from J's room to M's room. Wash it out. And then... maybe after that, I'll continue working on my weird crafty project. Maybe I'll put it on Twitch if anyone wants to hang out. If I do, you'll find me here:

I'll stop writing for now.

I love you a whole lot, and I'm eager for the next time I get to see you again, even if it'll probably be a couple years from now. Please... please, when the time comes... please stay safe. Don't get killed opposing the wrong people. Please remember that your real enemy is Jenova and Shinra – those who would seek to use and exploit you and the planet you're living on. The people of your planet know nothing about the things you struggled with; if you told them, I'm sure that lots of them would welcome you and try to heal you and help you feel like you belong. Please try it. Please use your voice instead of your fists.

People are not bad. But what they do with their unresolved trauma often is. What they do when they do not know how to communicate their needs effectively often is. Please try to make that distinction. Please try to remember that you're a people, too. Please remember that you're worth love and belonging. Please.

I'll write again tomorrow.

Your friend, Lumine

[aaliyahunleashed]

Tuesday October 13, 1998

"Iiirrrrrkkkkeeedd!!!!"

If you tuned into @tremajor_beauty IG Aaliyah birthday special on clubhouse back in 2023 You already know!!

Tre' shared how Aaliyah would motion her pointing finger a certain way to indicate to her crew that she was annoyed.

Kidada and Aaliyah photographed by @nynightclubbing doing the (inside joke) finger motion of being "irked".

Shout out to the lovely @popculturejunkie95 for bringing this photo to our attention after Tre' told the story. I had no idea this was ever photographed.

In THIS attached photo: Aaliyah attends a surprise birthday bash @ Studio 450 in New York for Tommy Jeans vice president (Andy Hilfiger - Born October 14). One of the performers at the party was reunited rap act "3rd Bass".

[doraemonfanclub]

Doraemon being irked at Nobita, hardcore, and maybe about to blow a fuse.

[boitedeconcert]

Irked

The Cluny 2, Newcastle, England. 18/01/25.

[kitschhazel]

You know what the funnest part of being perceived as smart is? That people form instant expectations and demands of your mental bandwidth and if you dare to not know something or remember something suddenly you’ve committed a major crime and suddenly you’re a problem

[spilladabalia]

Irked - Crippling Empath

[wildbluesorbit]

Everyone refuses to say my name right no matter how many times I correct them and I usually let it go but today it’s going to be my 13th reason🙄

[dream-catcher-eternally]

You used to hear me,

I’ve never felt less listened to.

You used to see me,

Now I get less than a glance.

You used to enjoy my presence,

Yet I feel like an irritation- dare I say, a bother.

You used to make me feel at home.

I’ve never felt more alone.

-Isolated

[whats-in-a-sentence]

More than ever, he saw himself as the leading citizen of the town. This so irked Bantam Cock Howard that one night in 1960, when Uhr had taken the chair uninvited at a meeting in the Court House, Howard called on all present to choose a chairman for themselves.

After some show of acrimony on both sides Mr. Uhr descended from his position. It was then proposed, seconded, and carried that Mr. Uhr take the chair.

The Chairman opened the proceedings by saying that he felt much obliged to Mr. Howard for what he had said as it caused him to be placed in a much prouder position than he was in before for he was now elected by the voice of the people, and he thanked them for the honour they had conferred upon him.

"Killing for Country: A Family History" - David Marr

[someplace-that-is-else]

GOOD AFTERNOON, LIKERS!!! How is your #tuesday going? The day was going by quickly. And so many errands going on...but here I was.

But...how was I? Let's find out. #Otherwise known as EDITING, TYPING, and WRITING.

EDITING. Slow and steady wins the race they say.

I have been more like #irked. LOL!!!

Editing/rewriting on HOW THE OTHER HALF LIVES has begun!!! So of course, my work schedule was all over the place. LOL!!!

However, it was good to be back to it after a break. Even better, I was going to have some wiggle room in the next few days. So I was going to be able to do something that I have not done in...well, a year apparently.

What was it?

Take my laptop out of my room. I needed to see if my #WIFI was back on the up and up anyway. And I could use the change of scenery anyway. Since most coffeehouses downtown no longer had sitting areas post pandemic, it meant that I really got to go and explore.

An adventure? A writing adventure? Yes, I was down.

TYPING. In case you missed it, my blog was up and live.

It could be found at https://someplace-that-is-else.tumblr.com/post/731188718537457664/traces-of-you-part-the-first

If you like it, be sure to leave a #comment.

WRITING. Still nothing. lol.

But it's been on my mind.

When I'm sitting in a coffeehouse tomorrow, #MeThinks that I'll do some scribbling. I can't wait.

So...an adventure awaits...

[macaronichewtoyz]

GRAAHHHH PUT FAT PEOPLE IN YOUR FUCKING VIDEO GAMES GODDAMNING !!!!!!

[pretendiamfamous]

Missing out on life with the people you "love" is saddening.

[revenge-of-the-shit]

Idk I feel like making Maddie Nolen a traitor loyal to Ambessa does an extreme disservice not just to Maddie's character but also to the potential political message of Arcane. Had Maddie really, truly been earnest and kind and compassionate the whole time, and had she died in the battle, it would have done so much more for her, for Caitlyn, for the show. Here is a gentle character whose life and innocence would've been stripped from her because of war, because of imperialism. Here is a ray of sunshine who followed Caitlyn loyally through thick and thin, who shows Cait price of working with other oppressors.

But also: here is the bubbly character with a smile, the first to eagerly join in to a descent to fascism and martial law. Here is the "good cop", the gentle enforcer, who faithfully joins in a quest that involves gassing innocents of a city. Here is a kind soul, but also a soul who after expressing some doubts about the methods used, continues to work directly with and as the oppressors of innocents. Even the best of the enforcers is a part of the unjust oppression of Zaun.

Instead, she's written off as a spy, a mole, bad all along. Any nuance that her character could have brought is stripped away and she's killed and discarded without a second glance. The enforcers as a whole I feel could've been approached with more nuance, and she would've been a part of it. Instead, she's one-dimensional, a complete turncoat.

[boitedeconcert]

Irked

Little Buildings, NARC. Fest '23, Newcastle, England. 15/07/23.

[spilladabalia]

Irked - Backstreets

[voltaical-art]

whatever it takes