#with this fucking heat I still killed it

[11oh1]

A mi fi tell yu! 🗣️

[stepfordgoth]

If you're not having any kind of joint pain today, take a second to thank your body..... And do some stretching RIGHT NOW.

[raziraphale]

I've been reluctant to rewatch gsnk for a while bc I was kind of worried time and distance from high school would make it less funny and ruin it a bit but glad to know I was wrong

[assassinregrets]

LANDLORD RAISED MY RENT $100 I AM GOING TO FLUSH MY ENTIRE COUCH DOWN THE TOILET PIECE BY PIECE

[hsslilly-blog]

i should’ve been the one to write hollywood u and i would’ve filled it with obscure references to golden age movies to the point it’s unintelligible. to be fair they did do that but with marvel movies.

[starlooove]

The Jackie lives au in my head

[oogaboogaghosttt]

ok wrestling is dirt pits by ethel cain is sooooo raph and leo coded. to me.

[cobaltscribe]

One take that pisses me off is the constant decrying of how music is getting worse. Especially when people whine about how the problem is because music is "too accessible" now, both with regards to production and listening.

Like not only do these takes always reek of the undertones of the "degradation" of society, but they always go hand in hand with the mythologizing of the idealized past and of live music (especially from the 90s). From this one video that spurred this rant alone, there were plenty of comments reminiscing on skipping out on school lunches or bus fares to save up money for just 1 cd/album and then they compared it to how all music is just under one subscription now. Like I fail to see how making music more affordable and accessible (not even just by streaming but by the advent of online piracy) is a bad thing! At all!

I think it's a good thing people can access infinitely more music than they could 30 years ago! That you don't need to know people to make a band just be able to make music as long as you can access a production software, that's a great thing!

People who think there isn't good music anymore are generally also simply blinded by nostalgia. I mean, how convenient is it that music was best when you were listening to it as a kid. Baseball was greatest when everyone was 14! Like if you can't find good, creative music, then you need to look harder! The problem with the commodification of music is more to do with the hegemony of streaming platforms and their recommendation algorithms, but to act like the music industry was somehow easier to get into before the age of the internet is blatantly untrue!

This also applies to people complaining about digital art. I think its great that people don't need to shill out for good physical materials to be able to draw what they want, actually. There are still people making art in the genres you hold as the pinnacle of their medium (generally always western centric/European movements btw) so if you hate shit like dadaism or post modernism there are still people studying classical styles!

Stop blaming the fact that you can't like good music on some social degradation, fall-of-the-west bullshit and accept that maybe just maybe you are biased. And people have always made bad art. And that the influences of capital have always pushed any commodity towards hegemony and the lowest common denominator! I can't stand most popular music in many genres even from the 90s and 80s and before, and that's not because of some decay of the soul of real music or whatever the fuck but its just because I don't like it!!!

[ratanarchist]

spent the whole day at the lake with some new people that i really really like and the vibes were pristine and i’m soo tired from the sun

[passiveaggressiveturkeys]

So I was meant to be having an operation today, would’ve been going through intake right now. I was prepared for it, I even had to stop taking my medication that helps control my condition in order to have the operation but I figured that was okay because the operation would sort that out anyway but now I will only be getting sicker

Why was my operation cancelled? Because after the tories refused negotiations and so naturally the planned strikes started, the hospital became so overrun that they’ve literally put people in broom closets

I was told with the aftereffects of this that they don’t expect there to be much improvement going into January. I have no idea when I’ll be able to have a relatively simple operation

I am pretty much bedridden, I can spend maybe a couple of hours a day out of my bed, maybe a bit more if most of that time is spent on the couch. The only place I have been in weeks is the hospital, one 3 night emergency admission and once for my pre op assessment. They almost operated during my emergency admission, they decided against it as I was scheduled to come in for it only 3 weeks later

My operation cancellation along with having to be off my medication for it only means the chances of another emergency admission is more likely. Except this time there would be no space for me. The last time it came very close to turning septic, close enough that I know I would’ve died without medical intervention. I am terrified for the coming weeks and months before I can potentially get this sorted out

I live in a country with a free national health service and I am having to consider using the money I spent years saving for my masters degree, for my future, to even have a future at all by paying for the operation myself

But why the hell am I having to choose between my education and my health? It’s not even really a choice, I can’t do the degree until I’m better. So I’ll pay for the operation and once I’m better I’ll work to save my money again, all while paying taxes to a system, a country, a government which has failed me completely. I want to pay taxes for the NHS, I want that free healthcare both for myself and the millions of others who need it but I’m honestly not sure that version of the NHS is ever coming back

So anyway anyone feeling like a little revolution?

[nedsseveredhead]

in a real big This Isnt Fair kind of mood rn

[imwritesometimes]

the headache days are winning 😖

[anarkhebringer]

Day infinity of my mother reinforcing why I have a personality disorder.

[piratewinzer]

I was so absolutely targeted and gobsmacked off my rocker by the very specific "mid-00s horse RPers know what I'm talking about" and the example that is straight out of something my indeed 12 year old self not only wrote but ADMIRED in others writing at the time.

This is a dangerous sentiment for me to express, as an editor who spends most of my working life telling writers to knock it off with the 45-word sentences and the adverbs and tortured metaphors, but I do think we're living through a period of weird pragmatic puritanism in mainstream literary taste.

e.g. I keep seeing people talk about 'purple prose' when they actually mean 'the writer uses vivid and/or metaphorical descriptive language'. I've seen people who present themselves as educators offer some of the best genre writing in western canon as examples of 'purple prose' because it engages strategically in prose-poetry to evoke mood and I guess that's sheer decadence when you could instead say "it was dark and scary outside". But that's not what purple prose means. Purple means the construction of the prose itself gets in the way of conveying meaning. mid-00s horse RPers know what I'm talking about. Cerulean orbs flash'd fire as they turn'd 'pon rollforth land, yonder horizonways. <= if I had to read this when I was 12, you don't get to call Ray Bradbury's prose 'purple'.

I griped on here recently about the prepossession with fictional characters in fictional narratives behaving 'rationally' and 'realistically' as if the sole purpose of a made-up story is to convince you it could have happened. No wonder the epistolary form is having a tumblr renaissance. One million billion arguments and thought experiments about The Ones Who Walk Away From Omelas that almost all evade the point of the story: that you can't wriggle out of it. The narrator is telling you how it was, is and will be, and you must confront the dissonances it evokes and digest your discomfort. 'Realistic' begins on the author's terms, that's what gives them the power to reach into your brain and fiddle about until sparks happen. You kind of have to trust the process a little bit.

This ultra-orthodox attitude to writing shares a lot of common ground with the tight, tight commodification of art in online spaces. And I mean commodification in the truest sense - the reconstruction of the thing to maximise its capacity to interface with markets. Form and function are overwhelmingly privileged over cloudy ideas like meaning, intent and possibility, because you can apply a sliding value scale to the material aspects of a work. But you can't charge extra for 'more challenging conceptual response to the milieu' in a commission drive. So that shit becomes vestigial. It isn't valued, it isn't taught, so eventually it isn't sought out. At best it's mystified as part of a given writer/artist's 'talent', but either way it grows incumbent on the individual to care enough about that kind of skill to cultivate it.

And it's risky, because unmeasurables come with the possibility of rejection or failure. Drop in too many allegorical descriptions of the rose garden and someone will decide your prose is 'purple' and unserious. A lot of online audiences seem to be terrified of being considered pretentious in their tastes. That creates a real unwillingness to step out into discursive spaces where you 🫵 are expected to develop and explore a personal relationship with each element of a work. No guard rails, no right answers. Word of god is shit to us out here. But fear of getting that kind of analysis wrong makes people hove to work that slavishly explains itself on every page. And I'm left wondering, what's the point of art that leads every single participant to the same conclusion? See Spot run. Run, Spot, run. Down the rollforth land, yonder horizonways. I just want to read more weird stuff.

[mrmathmanwr]

OMFGGGGGG. Listening to the InuYasha soundtrack on soundcloud as I look for a download for opening 1, and by god I keep getting chills. IT'S JUST SO GOOD. I really can't describe it in a way that does it justice, and to be fair, I can see from the outside how it wouldn't be anything special - but when you think of it from the perspective of the series? I can't even think of a follow up to that. The emotions that form in me are far beyond the - what I'd like to describe as rather large - vocabulary I possess. I may give the InuYasha anime a lot of shit, and I may mock Sunrise incredulously, but by God, I really have to give credit where credit is due. Nothing else hits quite the same way. God, play this shit at my funereal.

edit: GOD I WANNA FUCKING HIT SOMETHING IT'S SO FUCKING GOOD.

[inkskinned]

i got rickrolled today but it didn't work because i have adblocker installed, so youtube just told me i violated the terms of service. yesterday i was trying to edit a picture as a joke for my girlfriend, and google made me check a box to prove i'm human because i wasn't "searching normally".

it isn't just that capitalism is killing fun and whimsy, it is that any element of entertainment or joy is being fed upon by this mosquito body, one that will suck you dry at any vulnerability.

do you want to meet new friends in your city? download this app, visit our website, sign up for our email list. pay for this class on making a terrarium, on candlemaking, on cooking. it will be 90 dollars a session. you can go to group fitness, but only under our specific gym membership. solve the puzzle, sign up for our puzzle-of-the-month-club. what is a club if not just a paid opportunity - you are all paying for the same thing, which makes you a community.

but you're like me, i know it - you're careful, you try the library meetings and the stuff at the local school and all of that. the problem is that you kind of want really specific opportunities that used to exist. you are so grateful for libraries and the publicly-funded things: they are, however, an exception - and everything they have, they've fought tooth-and-nail to protect. you read a headline about how in many other states, libraries have virtually nothing left.

do you want to meet up with your friends afterwards? gift your friends the discord app. you can choose to go to a cafe (buy a coffee, at least), a bar (money, alcohol) or you can all stay in and catch a movie (streaming) or you can all stay in bed (rent. don't get me started) and scream (noise complaint. ticket at least).

you want to read a new book, but the book has to have 124 buzzwords from tiktok readers that are, like, weirdly horny. you can purchase this audiobook on audible! your podcast isn't on spotify, it's on its own server, pay for a different site. fuck, at least you're supporting artists you like. the art museum just raised their ticket price. once, they had a temporary exhibit that acknowledged that ~85% of their permanent art galleries were from cis white men, and that they had thousands of works by women (even famous women, like frida! georgia o'keefe!) just rotting in their basement. that exhibit lasted for 3 months and then they put everything away again.

walmart proudly supports this strip of land by the street! here are some flowers with wilting leaves. its employees have to pay out-of-pocket for their uniforms. my friend once got fined by the city because she organized a community pick-up of the riverfront, which was technically private property.

no, you cannot afford to take that dance class, neither can i. by the way - i'm a teacher. i'm absolutely not saying "educators shouldn't be paid fairly." i'm saying that when i taught classes, renting a studio went from 20 bucks an hour to 180 in the span of 6 months. no significant changes to the studio were made, except they now list the place as updated and friendly. the heat still doesn't work in the building. i have literally never seen the landlord who ignores my emails. recently they've been renting it out at night as an "unusual nightclub; a once-in-a-lifetime close-knit party." they spent some of those 180 dollars on LEDs and called it renovating. the high heels they invite in have been ruining the marley.

do you want to experience the old internet? do you want to play flash games or get back the temporary joy of club penguin? you can, you just need to pay for it. i have a weird, neurodivergent obsession with occasionally checking in to watch the downfall and NFT-ification of neopets. if i'm honest with you all - i never got into webkins, my family didn't have the money to buy me a pointless elephant. people forget that "being poor" can mean literally "if i buy you that toy, i can't afford rent."

you and i don't have time to make good food, and we don't have the budget for it. we are not gonna be able to host dinner parties, we're not made of money, kid. do you want some kind of 3rd space? a space that isn't home or work or school? you could try being online, but - what places actually exist for you? tiktok counts as social media because you see other people on it, not because they actually talk to you.

there was a local winter tradition of sledding down the hill at my school. kids would use pizza boxes and jackets and whatever worked, howling and laughing. back in september, they made a big announcement that this time, rules were changing, and everyone must pay 10 dollars to participate. when im not scared shitless, i kind of appreciate the environmental irony - it hasn't gone below 40. so much for snow & joyriding.

i saw a bulletin for a local dogwalking group and, nervous about making a good first impression, showed up early. the first guy there grimaced at me. "sorry," he said. "there's a 30-dollar buy-in fee." i thought he was joking. wait. for what? the group doesn't offer anything except friendship and people with whom to walk around the city.

he didn't know the answer. just shrugged at me. "you know," he said. "these days, everything costs money."