MADE HIM CRY AND GOT OUR MONEY BACK FOLKS !!!
attention this is your captain speaking chag sameach pesach to all celebrating and a reminder do not open the airlock to greet elijah the vulcan rabbinic council ruled that opening the door to the room where the seder is occurring is sufficient elijah can get on a starship just fine himself he just likes to be personally invited in to your seder we dont need another incident like last year thank you
curious that you think I'm a bitch, considering the homunculus clone of you that I keep in my basement has never said something like that to me. could it simply be that the stresses of your daily life are making you irritable?
The drugs are making him paranoid. I know how to deal with this—
I KNOW YOU’RE ON DRUGS! YOU ARE IN BIG TROUBLE! IM CALLING THE POLICE RIGHT NOW!
ranking chopping blocks i've placed my head on
Straight culture’s orientation toward heteroromantic sacrifice is also influenced by socioeconomic class. Respect for sacrifice—or sucking it up and surviving life’s miseries—is one of the hallmarks of white working-class culture, for instance, wherein striving for personal happiness carries less value than does adherence to familial norms and traditions. Maturity and respectability are measured by what one has given up in order to keep the family system going, an ethos that is challenged by the presence of a queer child, for instance, who insists on “being who they are.” Queerness—to the extent that it emphasizes authenticity in one’s sexual relationships and fulfillment of personal desires—is an affront to the celebration of heteroromantic hardship. As Robin Podolsky has noted, “What links homophobia and heterosexism to the reification of sacrifice . . . is the specter of regret. Queers are hated and envied because we are suspected of having gotten away with something, of not anteing up to our share of the misery that every other decent adult has surrendered to.”
For many lesbian daughters of working-class straight women, opting out of heterosexuality exposes the possibility of another life path, begging the question for mothers, “If my daughter didn’t have to do this, did I?” Heterosexuality is compulsory for middle-class women, too, but more likely to be represented as a gift, a promise of happiness, to be contrasted with the ostensibly “miserable” life of the lesbian. The lesbian feminist theorist Sara Ahmed has offered a sustained critique of the role of queer abjection in the production of heteroromantic fantasies. In Living a Feminist Life, she notes that “it is as if queers, by doing what they want, expose the unhappiness of having to sacrifice personal desires . . . for the happiness of others.” In The Promise of Happiness, Ahmed argues, “Heterosexual love becomes about the possibility of a happy ending; about what life is aimed toward, as being what gives life direction or purpose, or as what drives a story.” Marked by sacrifice, misery, and failure along the way, the journey toward heterosexual happiness (to be found with the elusive “good man”) remains the journey.
Jane Ward, The Tragedy of Heterosexuality
I feel like pirating media that isn’t sold or offered anywhere legally anymore shouldn’t be called piracy. Girl thats archaeology
Literally the most important words ever spoken
These are smocking patterns. If you stitch these patterns into flat fabric and then pull the threads to gather the fabric, it will produce these patterns on the finished fabric. Smocking manipulates flat fabric into three dimensions.
The beautiful fabric that looked like dragon scales on costumes in the tv show Game of Thrones were produced by smocking, by sewing a particular pattern into the fabric and then pulling those threads just the right amount to gather the fabric into that pattern.
One form of arrowwhead/dragonscale smocking:
and a full tutorial by Michele Carragher, the head embroiderer on Game of Thrones (with step-by-step photos) reposted here [original website link is no longer live]
and as seen on game of thrones:
SO THAT'S HOW THEY DO IT
Sea Pinks and Cliffs - Alexandra Buckle , 2022.
British , b. 1984 -
Linocut , 69 x 49 cm. Ed. 10.
in my arms [id in alt]
Façades
Its National Coyote Day! I look to them as my guiding animal, a true spirit of resilience, resistance, and growth. Every day I am grateful to embody and honor them.
it really is incredible that they managed to convince an entire generation of people whose lives were ruined by private capital that "being too nice to people" in the form of woke is what ruined everything
these buttons from the dying party city go so hard
you see my vision