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"This is how colonialism works. It convinces us that the fallout from resistance is entirely our fault, that the immoral choice is resistance itself rather than the circumstances which demanded it."
- R.F Kuang, Babel

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I mowed the lawn. Now I'm sitting in the sun drinking a beer while eating bread and cheese.
This is the good stuff.
She just walked! It was like five steps before plomping down on her bum.
Wow. I can't believe it.
KICK THE CAN!
Letās play the biggest game of kick the can on the internet.
To kick the can, reblog it. I wanna see how long this can go on for.
the oldest reblogs for this post that i can find are from january 2nd of 2013. this can has been getting kicked around tumblr for almost 13½ years now
And yet somehow this is my first time kicking it!

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To our dismay, the artist and author Marjane Satrapi has passed away.
As she wrote, ordinary Americans and Iranians have more in common with each other than we do with either of our governments, which have far too much in common with each other.
We honor her memory and oppose the war.
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She was also part of the editing team for Martin Scorseseās 1970s films āTaxi Driver,ā āAlice Doesnāt Live Here Anymoreā and āNew York, New
Marcia Lucas was the editor on 1983ās "Return of the Jedi" and the pre-"Star Wars" George Lucas-directed films "THX 1138" and "American Graffiti."
She was also part of the editing team for director Martin Scorseseās 1970s films "Taxi Driver," "Alice Doesnāt Live Here Anymore" and "New York, New York."
Marcia Lucas was often called the unsung hero of "Star Wars," the original film that after sequels, prequels and spinoffs has come to be known by its subtitle, "A New Hope."
She convinced husband George that he should have Obi-Wan Kenobi, played by Alec Guinness, in his light saber battle with Darth Vader and become a spirit guide to Mark Hamillās Luke Skywalker.
And she had to make sense of the raw footage that couldāve been a mess in the wrong hands, including the climactic rebel attack on the Death Star.
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"Her influence on film is indelible, but those who knew her best will remember the way she made life feel more vivid, more beautiful, more fun, and more full of love," a family statement said. "Her work was known for its emotional intelligence, rhythm, and humanity ā a rare ability to find the truth of a scene and bring heart, momentum, and clarity to the screen."

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I'm gonna say it. Rain is worse than snow.
When it snows we can go out and stay relatively warm and dry. We can't do that in the rain. Nothing will keep us dry and warm. We will get wet.
I am so fucking annoyed at this stupid fucking rain. We need it and I don't want it to stop bc we desperately need it. But I hate it.
Lately I'm starting to think my mom has changed a little bit. Like...maybe just in relation to me? And not on some fundamental or really meaningful level. I think maybe the best way I can describe it at this time is she is just older and more tired with less energy to expend in anger.
Maybe I am different and older and have a baby now so she also sees me differently? And thus treats me differently. Maybe I also don't take the bait as much which means she is less likely to flip out suddenly.
Something is different though. And I can't quite put my finger on it. It's elusive and maybe not actually true. Maybe it's all me.
But it was different this time. It was different last time too (Christmas when BebƩ was 5 months old). Last time was a short visit so I kinda figured it was just the nice arrangement we had. This time she was here for 10 days though! That's ages. And we did two long car drives and were together almost constantly at the hotel. We had our (early) nights to ourselves in our own room but that was it. She didn't even start to get weird by poking us like she often does at the end of the trip.
I dunno. Maybe she wants something. I can't trust it. It's different, sure, but I cannot trust it is better. I can embrace and enjoy this particular experience.
What I cannot do is trust it to be like this all the time. I must maintain and reinforce my boundaries for the weaknesses this exposes. I have to stay on top of these changes.
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We got back from Kananaskis Friday late afternoon. We then drove out again to Miquelon to see our friends for the day at the annual birthday camp for N.
Yesterday we just stayed home and I did so much fucking laundry.
My mom was really great the whole time. She was great with BebƩ and helped give us time on our own. It was probably the best visit we've had with her. But of course that does almost nothing for my anxiety and even makes it worse in some ways. Like...what faux pas did we make that she is fuming about silently. I don't think there is but I just cannot trust this scenario bc of all the history.
But I am trying to absorb and feel the positive experience. I really am. But it's hard!!!
I go back to work in two months and I simultaneously feel excitement and dread.
It's raining a lot. I know we need it and I'm happy to have it. But it's a lot easier to get through the day with BebƩ when we can go outside. She's so active these days! She's constantly on the go and needs a lot of stimulation. So outside makes that all a lot easier.
Anyway, my brain is so so frazzled and I'm doing my best to process it all. I've gotta write more later to help that.
Ringing in Pride Month with rain, rain, rain!