my life ~ left behind

I have one of these and it’s bigger than me. 

what i actually do:

Also, in a large number of counties, there are public paramedics paid for by the taxpayers, so ALS transport is free. I’d advise researching your local system.

Please don’t avoid calling 911 for a medical emergency because you’re afraid of bills, you have the right to refuse transport which is where the bills occur.

Me, internally: Well at least you know where the brain is

Neurologist, a few months later: So it turns out your brain isn’t even all in your head

Too many people made fun of the Prime Mininster of China for looking like Winnie the Pooh

When speaking of most authors,

"these female characters reflect everything he, the author, finds wonderful and terrifying about women"

would be An Huge Red Flag.

And then there's Terry Pratchett--humanist, writer, good person (when he couldn't avoid it), perpetrator of literature (when he really couldn't avoid it) and student of human nature--with his witches.

Who are not othered, eroticised or made monsters. They are intensely human and intensely woman. They are simultaneously a commentary on all civilisations being built on the (largely unpaid) backs of women, and damn funny, sharp, practical characters you wish you knew in real life.

I have a friend wasp named Queeny. She built her nest on a really inconvenient area where I often dump my birds’ uneaten seed or shake towels out. She would come out angrily and buzz at us, ready to defend her home from the strange giants.

Queeny didn’t know that it was our porch she built her home on, she saw a nice ledge and decided that it was a suitable spot to begin her life as a lone female.

So instead of removing the nest and poisoning her with bug spray, you know what I did? I moved the area where I dump my things and started feeding her. I would tap three times on the railing before leaving a treat like fruit, honey, dog food, or pesky beetles I find in my garden, then move away to give them lots of space. At first she would buzz out, wings spread and ready to fight, but after doing this for just a few days…she stopped!

Now when she comes out, it’s slowly and non-threatingly. She tilts her head at me before gingerly inspecting the offerings. She doesn’t threaten my mom any more either, she’s learned that we mean no harm. We’ve started using that ledge to shake sheets out and dump bird seed and she doesn’t mind at all! She just watches quietly.

She even has a family now! Five daughters and one lad- a husband or son, not sure which lmao -who greet us the same, she must’ve taught them that we’re not enemies (or they just grew up used to us). They even protect my garden, since Queeny’s family has grown the invasive Japanese beetle population has plummeted! They really are delightful neighbors.

When you see a person and feel an urge to become sexual with them.

Sexual attraction is not:

Sexual thoughts

Libido

Sexual activity

Fantasies

Romantic interest

Willingness to be sexual with someone

Thinking someone is aesthetically pleasing