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why do so many freaks go right to “there should be exams or tests before you have kids” when the real solution is better social services, robust infant and child development education that is accessible both financially and schedule/distance accommodating, and resources throughout any stage of a child’s life. genuine question like did you think about any social development before going straight to eugenics

some of you are miserable because you’re mean. like you’re just mean to people and things

“why don’t i have any friends” because you are mean

this can be fixed at least in part very easily though! just stop being mean. i believe in all of you 👍

Is there a reason they are all about water or apples

complete accident.

Are you sure you aren’t a horse

trots away from you....

My woke take, as someone who has worked in both a public library and a school library, is that we desperately need both more books that are at a higher reading level but a less mature subject matter, and more books that are at a lower reading level but a more mature subject matter, because 8 year olds who are advanced readers are still 8 year olds and don't want to read about graphic violence and torture, and teens and adults who have learning difficulties or who are just later readers for whatever reason are still teens and adults and don't want to read about Billy the Bunny going to school or whatever the hell.

phones love to go "do you want to clear up .3 GB by deleting these cherished pictures that you havent looked at in more than 30 days?" while also installing random apps and AI bullshit you didnt ask for. and you cant even uninstall half the apps

i know i said i did not want to talk about the nolan odyssey but i do have one more nodyssey post in me. i actually think the idea of odysseus understanding his story as existing both in and out of a historic timeframe is a fun way to handle the liminality caused by the story being part of an extensive oral tradition. however having him say "our age of bronze is collapsing" is perhaps not the way i would have done that

Ochrophytes stole my oyster harvest. Can't have shit in Cornwall 😤

Evil macklemore (mackleless) song about buying brand new shit you don't need called Gift Shop

I have been on multiple dates where they assumed I was transmasc, and was ghosted when they realized I was transfem. I know it happens when I am inexplicably treated with dignity and respect on accident

I've talked to a lot of lesbians, and most assume (because I am butch) that I'm transmasc. Also because I have a deeper voice, a lot of people assume that I'm on testosterone. When they find out I am not, that's where pleasant conversation ends. Queer people are fine with a masculine woman, except when she's transfem.

Happened to me a few times earlier in my transition when I presented more non-binary. Stubble also grew out disgustingly swiftly and contributed to these kinds of misunderstandings. And yeah the amount of people who ghosted me after finding out I was a transfem was all but one of the people with the misconception (and that one still stopped seeing me as a viable romantic partner after realizing)

at some point after I started E, I started getting he/himmed in the same conspicuously-supportive way that I had been getting she/hered. took me a while to figure out that that people were thinking I was transmasc. I didn't understand why they were conspicuously supportive but, when I corrected them to she/her, they'd give me this politely strained smile.

happened to me at a bike mechanic when I was getting my wife's bike fixed. They seemed to intuit me as transmasc until when I had to give my name for their billing system - since we got a free repair and tuneup if something happened in the next few months, they needed to record a name. <Fem name> I offered. "Nah, you can use your real one." "Yes, <fem name.>" (bike mechanic gets moment of realization and starts treating me like I don't know what fucking pedals are, after I've spent the past hour talking shop about bike and electronics repair)

Was closeted in a queer dorm about three/four years on E. 5'10, Tits, Short hair, Dahmer glasses, the works. Everyone assumed I was a particularly lucky pre-T transmasc. I was moderately popular. When I finally came out everyone gave me the cold shoulder and started spreading rumors about me being a massive creep.