Promethean task: When you know the consequences are gonna suck but the payoff is worth it.
Procrustean task: When you are going to make this fucking fit no matter what you have to fuck up to get there.
Penelopean task: same shit different day.
the fact that we only have “herculean task” and “sisyphean task” feels so limiting. so here’s a few more tasks for your repertoire
icarian task: when you have a task you know you’re going to fail at anyways, so why not have some fun with it before it all comes crashing down
cassandrean task: when you have to deal with people you KNOW won’t listen to you, despite having accurate information, and having to watch them fumble about when you told them the solution from the start (most often witnessed in customer service)
feel free to chime in i ran out of ideas much faster than i anticipated
I was on the Spirit Halloween website and I will say, a better informed public have really made them pull up their socks in terms of extremely cheap and flimsy historical costume.
But I am not here to show you one of them. I shop at Value Village. It takes more than cheap and flimsy and honestly better-than-it-could-have-been to make me sit up and take notice.
And oh all my #aesthetic gothic lesbians, did this one turn my head
It’s a
ALT
It’s a
ALT
SEXY PLAGUE DOCTOR
I want to shake the hand of whoever designed this. 😂
For a moment I'd like to ramble on about Public Libraries.
The combination of Tumblr, book recommendations and my bank account got me in some (very) minor trouble. I bought a lot of books that just didn't fit, and a couple that were not worth the paper they were printed on.
That's where the library, Seattle Public Library Central Branch specifically, came in.
The Library gets funding regardless of my patronage. It will have better funding when I do patronize it.
And miraculously THE LIBRARY WILL SAVE ME EVEN MORE MONEY when I am a patron.
How?? Because when Book XYZ comes out and y'all go wild over it, I can BORROW it and the library benefits. I then read it and the following things can occurr:
1. YAY I LOVE THIS BOOK and proceed to Bookshop.org and buy it new. (I'm investing in hardbacks now, because they last longer around me.)
2. Not too bad, add to list of "Check the book section when you go thrifting."
3. Erm, no thank you not a good fit.
4. Egads I can't even make it past chapter 2 so this goes on my List Of Do Not Recommend.
In the last three months, Seattle Public Library has saved me at least 200.00usd.
What have I recently bought?
The Starless Sea -Erin Morngenstern
Night Circus -Erin Morgenstern
Braking Day -Adam Oyebanji
Legends & Lattes -Travis Baldree
Hunger Pangs -Joy Demorra
Cinderella is Dead -Kalynn Bayron
Ancestral Night -Elizabeth Bear
Machine -Elizabeth Bear
The Remarkable Retirement Of Edna Fisher -E.M. Anderson
So YES LIBRARIES!
YOU WIN!
THE LIBRARY WINS!
THE AUTHOR WINS!
today in “things i’m disproportionately emotional about”:
it’s facial reconstructions of prehistoric humans!!
like, look at this part-homo sapiens, part-neandertal man from well over 30,000 years ago:
doesn’t he just look like a dude you’d wanna hang out with? like he probably washes dishes in the kitchen with you, and has excellent weed
what a charming fellow. what stories he probably has to tell. i’d definitely go shoot the shit with him on Contemplation Rock after i’d finished my day’s work carving a bone flute for the autumn hunting ceremony, or whatever
people have been people ever since people first became people, i tell you what
they all had lives and histories and families and friends and dumb gossip and games they played and total bullshit in which they believed wholeheartedly
they all argued about the nature of the world, and of themselves
they all sang songs
they all drew pictures
they all buried their dead in graves, and they buried their dead in graves well before they did a lot of that other stuff. they buried their dead with flowers, with panther claws, with the bones of animals they’d killed, with the bones of family members who had died at the same time or earlier. they buried their dead with their arms folded across their chests
they fell in love
they took care of their old and their sick and their disabled, even when it cost them
they made new things, and worried about what the new things meant for people everywhere, as a whole
having anxiety is like being given permanent unwanted custody of a halter arabian. like okay buddy is it panic time again. cool you probably need more exercise and an apple and then maybe you'll calm down.
Sunlit lemons in a cobalt bowl making me so happy I had to share. (at South Hadley, Massachusetts) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp0AKvIuCce/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
Shaved Ormr's belly for a little ventilation because he was so sweaty with the warm winter... so of course, snow. He's still airing it out though so I think he's fine. (at Amherst, Massachusetts) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpU-HR1u7GY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
Fadhrd climbed onto my shoulder on his own and then had too many feelings and had to start biting my hair and shirt. Poor little trauma kitty. Relatable, dude. (at South Hadley, Massachusetts) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpPxu3qu7v2/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=