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fursasaida · 8 months
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every once in a while I'm just overwhelmed at the terrifying convenience of The Supply Chain. it viscerally feels like it shouldn't be this easy. of course I am well aware of the political economy behind it, but what I'm talking about is an affective reaction to the action of that system. the sensation is like very low-grade cosmic horror.
today it's because I 1) remembered that having a second monitor is really helpful for online teaching, 2) remembered I don't have the right adapter, 3) while looking to buy said adapter remembered that actually the issue is that my existing monitor is so old it's incompatible with my computer and this just hasn't come up in a long time, 4) in light of the fact that my first teaching day is tomorrow, went on the Best Buy website and ordered a new monitor to be ready for pickup 15 minutes from me within an hour, for less than I expected to pay. and then got the text that it's ready in 20 minutes.
like, in the immediate sense of "I have to teach tomorrow," I am grateful. but I absolutely feel like a fairy-tale character who's gotten Nice Things 1 and 2 waiting for the other shoe to drop on Plot Incident #3. if there were a Marxist spidey sense, mine would be tingling. it's just too much like getting something for nothing.
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thirtysixsavefiles · 6 years
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Consider the following: Rhys as a very confused tourist who ends up as Handsome Jack's PA by mistake, and just wants to go home but can't figure out how to leave now that Jack has decided he likes this new PA. Rhys just winging everything and somehow succeeding, while also trying to resign and go home every damn day.
I am unreasonably charmed by the notion of Rhys trying to resign every day and Jack just steamrolling right over him.
“I quit.”“Cute. See you tomorrow.”
“I didn’t actually sign up for this.”
“That’s what they all say. Be sure to send me the Zlazny files before you go home for the day.”
Rhys really would leave, would grab his passport and run, except for two things: 1) Jack desperately, desperately needs someone to take control of his schedule, and 2) Rhys is actually kind of good at this.
The longer he stays, the harder it’s going to be to leave. Rhys knows this.
Just one more day.
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(The following lines I wrote to Alex Bryson (now deceased) on behalf of Anna for his kind regards to her after her illness. Unfortunately I lost his letter which was written in verse of a very high standard.)
Weel Alex, my chiel, it pleased me right weel, When the postie he brocht me your note, man, Mony thanks for the card, likewise your regard For my health, etcetra, an' a' man.
Nae doot that ye flatter, but what does it matter I ken ye're juist rhymin' for fun, man Wi' troubles we're stressed, an whiles sair distressed Sae we maun hae oor joke, an' oor pun, man.
I'm pickin' up fine, tho' inclined tae repine I'm missin' the company, an' a man, Since my appendix they've ta'en, I'm fair itchin' again Sae be back in harness, an' a' man.
Tho' my appendix I've lost, I'm nae gaun tae boast An' improvement in temper as yet man, For whiles I get wabbit, ye ken I get crabbit It's time then tae watch oot your step, man.
But it sums just a shame that I should be ta'en Tae Fa'kirk, whan things are sae slack, man. Noo the wark's ta'en a turn, an' when I return We'll be up tae the ears, an' a' man.
But I'll nae be cribbin' at wark I'm nae jibbin' I'll dae my fair share, an' a man, We'll still hae oor tea, at eleven an' three Hae a crack an' a smoke, an' a' man.
(by James Thomson. Written sometime in the 1950s)
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byrone1983 · 5 years
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Day #40 - a jibbin with this hand and jabbing with that... just freestylin over this instrumental. Original song off of @vastaire2090 2004 album "Look Mom... No Hands"... dope album and this song was just one of my favorites featuring the multitalented late great Camu Tao. ✌😜🤙  #100DaysOfScratching  #The100dayproject #schoolofscratch @schoolofscratch #djironbyron100daysofscratching #djironbyron #ironbyroninzion #byronrichterart #byronrichterallday #turntablism #turntablist #turntablistcowboyfromthewest #nyc  #queens #newyork #2019 (at Queens, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtKIysMh7mg/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=5jxs9y4l8o2u
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fursasaida · 3 months
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i am in a 2-hour ethics training for employees of my (public) university and I'm really not sure if I need to be here bc like, I'm not exactly an employee (i'm a fellow), but on the other hand i have employee health insurance, so? but i'm half an hour in so i guess this is just happening now
real strong emphasis on how using your state employer's printer for private business such as a publishing side hustle is a violation. does this happen a lot
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fursasaida · 11 months
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the wildfire smoke situation in NYC right now is truly fucking untenable
we have at least dropped from #1 WORST URBAN AIR QUALITY IN THE WORLD (NORMALLY NOT IN THE TOP 3,000) to #2 BEHIND DUBAI
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fursasaida · 5 months
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I haven't been able to see properly or get a proper night's rest in two days, I no longer have COVID but I do feel like my insides were scraped out with a spoon, my jaw is fucked up enough now that it's affecting my speech and my ability to eat, and I have a piece of work that has to get done by wednesday before I have to start dealing with my mother. somehow I need to make the apartment less disgusting by then too. my radiator is shrieking like a theremin right now and buddy, same
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fursasaida · 7 months
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since I always enjoy those "on such small things is society built" posts that go around, here's one from me:
i went out underequipped for the rain and therefore arrived at errand location #2 - the laundromat, to pick up my laundry - soaked. the guy working goes, "you don't got no umbrella?" and would not let me leave until he'd pulled some of the plastic they use to wrap finished drycleaning off the roll, carefully squinched my whole laundry bag into it, and tied off the end. "better than nothing," he announced over my profuse thanks. a weak social tie with a local small business is something that can actually be so personal
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fursasaida · 10 months
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it has been a long week of Obligations so i am fully engaged in minor self-destructive behaviors in order to assert my autonomy to no one but myself. i’m a Romantic hero who got shrunk in the wash
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fursasaida · 10 months
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in a faint echo of my old habit of doing more or less anti-double features (I’d go to the theater and watch two movies back to back that seemed aggressively unrelated and then inevitably discover some thread of connection after the fact), I have seen Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny and Crimes of the Future on successive days this week. the secret relationship in this case is that the extensive de-aging CGI in the opening Dial of Destiny sequence is a transgression of the flesh
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fursasaida · 9 months
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this summer I am learning that my many reasoned and bodily dislikes of air conditioning are all masking some kind of abstemious puritan value judgment and I don’t know where I got it. not from my parents. maybe it was just the ambient massachusettsism
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fursasaida · 1 year
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I need to clean this whole place by thursday and I can't believe it. not in the "ugh so annoying" sense, like I literally can't make myself believe I actually need to do it. makes no damn sense
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fursasaida · 10 months
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unexpectedly had a long conversation about Vampire Weekend last night so I did a relisten of Father of the Bride and am looking further into some of the lyrics. trudging through the shallow "oh it's a breakup song" comments on genius dot com to find the most downvoted entries about US Ashkenazis' relationship to whiteness. fools to the left of me jokers to the right etc etc
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fursasaida · 1 year
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I accidentally took a sleeping pill along with my first-thing-after-waking meds so I guess today is going to be a highly lethargic adventure
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fursasaida · 1 year
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there is a game show on like. comedy central or funny or die or something. there is a white male host who dresses sort of like a brooklyn hipster from 2008 who is going to the wedding of an older family member (fairly conservative suit and tie, big beard, longish hair slicked back, glasses). there are three players, a white (australian?) woman, a vaguely sweaty at all times white man whose name i believe to be brennan, who may or may not be the same brennan who does all that D&D stuff but unsurprisingly seems to be most popular because he is most regularly named, and a black man with medium-length locs or braids IIRC who i KNOW one of my mutuals called by name and declared sexy within recent memory.
i have seen clips from this show a million times on here and have always thought “i’ll probably want to watch this properly one day.” i have reblogged some of these clips. i have regularly gone into the notes or tags to remind myself what the name of it is for whenever the moment comes.
the moment has come, i cannot find the clips on my blog, i cannot remember the name, and none of my sneaky workaround searches is working out for me. naturally.
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fursasaida · 11 months
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went out to my friend's band's show, saw three very different acts that were all good, had some drinks, went to the diner with the band after, got let in on a song idea that will go devastatingly viral on this site whenever they actually record it and sworn to secrecy about the concept
this would have been completely inconceivable even three months ago. the medical system is fucked but it does provide some pretty amazing things (if you can gain access, self-advocate, etc, but this isn't the point right now). feeling, sincerely, hashtag grateful
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