I woke up at my regular time today and decided to catch some extra z’s. I woke up with a horrible stiff neck.
This has happened to me a bunch of times before. I get up, go back to sleep and wake up with a stiff neck. I’ve no idea why but maybe I should just get my ass out of bed when I wake up from now on.
I’ve been without a car for two weeks now. My mechanic needs to replace a part and he can’t find it here. He’s going to have to order it. *sigh*. My Dad brought in that car from Australia of all places. It’s a limited edition so finding parts for it has been a nightmare. We usually make do but this time there’s no fix. I’m going nuts being stuck at home not able to leave when I want and Chris has had to run all my errands for me lately. This sucks.
According to a recent New York Times article, more Asian-American actors and activists have spoken out with raw, unapologetic anger.
When Constance Wu landed the part of Jessica Huang, the Chinese-American matriarch on the ABC sitcom “Fresh Off the Boat,” she didn’t realize just how significant the role would turn out to be. As she developed her part, Ms. Wu heard the same dismal fact repeated over and over again: It had been 20 years since a show featuring a predominantly Asian-American cast had aired on television. ABC’s previous offering, the 1994 Margaret Cho vehicle “All-American Girl,” was canceled after one season.
“I wasn’t really conscious of it until I booked the role,” Ms. Wu said. “I was focused on the task at hand, which was paying my rent.”
The show, which was just renewed for a third season, has granted Ms. Wu a steady job and a new perspective. “It changed me,” Ms. Wu said. After doing a lot of research, she shifted her focus “from self-interest to Asian-American interests.”
Other actors lending their voices include Kumail Nanjiani of “Silicon Valley,” Ming-Na Wen of “Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.” and Aziz Ansari, who in his show, “Master of None,” plays an Indian-American actor trying to make his mark.
They join longtime actors and activists like BD Wong of “Gotham”; Margaret Cho, who has taken her tart comedic commentary to Twitter; andGeorge Takei, who has leveraged his “Star Trek” fame into a social media juggernaut.
I’ve had stalkers. People monitoring my activity online, people calling me at all hours of the night. Not the kind of stalking where I needed to call the police but only because someone intervened on my behalf to get them to stop.
Until about two years ago I had a constant harasser who escalated to threatening to rape me. Who had my phone number and knew my name. I am pretty sure I know who the person is and they are mental. Like actually sick in the head.
A few months ago a friend alerted me to the fact that someone with a fake profile on Facebook contacted him asking questions about me. I don’t know who they are but it made me very uncomfortable. This has been going on in my life off and on for at least ten years. Different people. But it makes me very cautious about my online activity.
So when I say that anons creep me out its for good reason. I’ve had anon off for most of my time on tumblr. Clearly turning it on was a mistake. So yeah I’m sitting here feeling anxious and alert now. Thanks. Hope it was fun for you.
Bob Marley’s Family Reunites for Its First Photo Shoot in More Than a Decade
The Marley genes are by far the strongest in history. It’s so beautiful to see everyone together like this. I just wish this was a full-length feature, but i’ll take this!
Anon always creep me out. Like really why do you need to send me a question anonymously? Anyway I’ll answer cause they’re innocuous.
10:do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?
I got to sleep on my side and I turn back and forth and usually end up on my back at some point.
11:what’s an inner joke you have with your friends?
Oh man I have no idea. In that I can’t think of any right now. I have lots of different groups of friends but I haven’t been seeing much of them these days so I guess I’d have to be around them to figure that out.
Oh wow, this is such a cool question! So I chose 36 of my favourites (cause the collage program I was using had either 20 or 36 and 20 was too few):
Some of these are iconic for everyone, some are more personal (I love them because I’ve spent so many hours staring at them), some are funny or quirky, some because I just really enjoy the artwork. I own most but not all of these albums so it is a partly a reflection of my music taste as well, but there are one or two that I’m not familiar with but still came to mind. My top three would be Beatles Revolver, Fleetwood Mac Rumours, and The Clash London Calling. I’ll change my mind about this in five minutes. Don’t hold me to it.
100:if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?
Huh. This is a really interesting question. I’m basing my answer on the condition that wherever I go, I don’t have to stay there and that I can come back to the present. If that’s the case then I would go five years into my past. If I could spend some time with my Dad again I’d really love it. Five years ago he didn’t yet know he was sick. Maybe I’d get him to pay better attention to his health. Maybe he’d still be here. I really have no interest in going into the future. What if I get there and I’m not there (I’m already dead)? It’s cool I can wait to see what the future holds. That’s part of the excitement of life. If I knew what was coming I’d get bored waiting for it to happen.
18:tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.
Ok so this isn’t about me cause I don’t really tend to have those kinds of moments but I was there: So when I was 14, we were invited home to Chris’s parents house for dinner. The “we” was not just my family it was aunts and uncles and cousins too.
All the young ones were sitting outside having dinner and chatting while the adults were inside with all the doors and windows open. So it was a lot of noise and talking and laughter.
Chris’s mom got up to do something in the kitchen so was overlooking us through the window. Someone said something that my cousin misheard. Suddenly at that moment ALL the talking stopped at the same time and that was when she blurted out really loudly, “A BLOWJOB??!!!!” Everyone froze and turned to stare at her. And then we all turned to look at Chris’s mom. She just finished up what she was doing and went back into the living room. Everyone else giggled nervously and tried to start back the conversation in another direction. Keep in mind we were all between the ages of about 11-17. I am SO glad it wasn’t me.
19:do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?
Not anymore, I used to, from probably about 11 or 12. I had years of them but I burnt them all. It was very cathartic. Sometimes I wish I still had them to look back on but I don’t regret it. I have several sketchbooks that I’ve kept since college with drawings and writings in them. I’m keeping those.
55:what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?
I can’t think of anything really. I’m very good at arguing and making my point so I can’t imagine I’ve ever had to resort to anything dramatic to do so. Maybe draw a diagram or something but that’s about it lol
65:is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with?
Gosh who do I pick? There are so many. I’d pick Victor. Victor was one of my best friends in high school and his family moved away when I was 17 and I haven’t seen him since. We’ve kept in touch over the years, he now lives in Sweden. I’d really, really, really love to see him.
73:what are some of your worst habits?
I’m not a great listener and tend to interrupt. In that as soon as a person is talking my mind starts racing with a response and I want to answer because I’m afraid I’ll forget what I want to say. I still smoke although I’ve quit many times. I really need to stop. I’m really shitty about calling people and keeping in touch with my friends. *shrug* I dunno I don’t have that many
85:do you read comics? what are your faves?
I was a huge Tintin fan and have a small collection including some of the rarer ones. Asterisk and Obelisk was fun. I love Calvin & Hobbes and The Far Side. I used to follow some of the comics that ran in the papers. I’ve read one or two graphic novels (a Batman one I bought in college, Watchmen). It’s funny cause I started answering this and was like, nope don’t read comics and after I gave it some thought I realised to do, or did. Ha!
1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?
2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?
3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?
4: how do you take your coffee/tea?
5: are you self-conscious of your smile?
6: do you keep plants?
7: do you name your plants?
8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?
9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?
10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?
11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends?
12: what’s your favorite planet?
13: what’s something that made you smile today?
14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?
15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!
16: what’s your favorite pasta dish?
17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?
18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.
19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?
20: what’s your favorite eye color?
21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.
22: are you a morning person?
23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?
24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?
25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?
26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit?
27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor?
28: sunrise or sunset?
29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?
30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?
31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.
32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.
33: what’s your fave pastry?
34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?
35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often?
36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now?
37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?
38: tell us about your pet peeves!
39: what color do you wear the most?
40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you?
41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving?
42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!
43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?
44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?
45: do you trust your instincts a lot?
46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.
47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?
48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?
49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?
50: what’s an odd thing you collect?
51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them?
52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?
53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them?
54: who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?
55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?
56: what are some things you find endearing in people?
57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?
58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why?
59: what’s your favorite myth?
60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?
61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? the stupidest one you’ve ever received?
62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind?
63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?
64: what color is the sky where you are right now?
65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with?
66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?
67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?
68: what’s winter like where you live?
69: what are your favorite board games?
70: have you ever used a ouija board?
71: what’s your favorite kind of tea?
72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it?
73: what are some of your worst habits?
74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.
75: tell us about your pets!
76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t?
77: pink or yellow lemonade?
78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?
79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?
80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why?
81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.
82: are/were you good in school?
83: what’s some of your favorite album art?
84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?
85: do you read comics? what are your faves?
86: do you like concept albums? which ones?
87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?
88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?
89: are you close to your parents?
90: talk about your one of you favorite cities.
91: where do you plan on traveling this year?
92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?
93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most?
94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?
95: what are your plans for this weekend?
96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?
97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?
98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it?
99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.
100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?
Sometimes second rate fried chicken joints have great food 🙂
This is very true, but as usual I am thinking as a graphic designer. They always have horrible photography!
As an introvert, you can be your own best friend or your own worst enemy. The good news is, we generally like our own company, a quality that extroverts often envy. We find comfort in solitude and know how to soothe ourselves. Even our willingness to look at ourselves critically is often helpful.
Damn my dinner was good. No pics. You know I don’t take pics. The lighting in my kitchen is shitty and makes all my food look like its from a second rate fried chicken joint. But it was good. The lamb especially. Garlic and fresh rosemary. Yum
Anne Henry, co-founder of the BizParentz Foundation: “We believe Hollywood is currently sheltering about 100 active abusers.”
OMG! i’m so glad he’s in a space where he can talk about this, because its pretty well known that Hollywood is a cesspool for child molesters and are basically all high ranking individuals. absolutely despicable
BREAK THIS WIDE OPEN. GOOD FOR HIM FOR SPEAKING UP. MEN NEED TO CALL OUT OTHER PREDATORY MEN. MORE OF THIS. NOW.
Been hearing about this for YEARS. I’m glad he has spoken out.
I cubed some sweet potatoes (a task let me tell you) and fried it up in some olive oil and seasoned salt (that I got at UpMarket!) and I must say it tastes amazing. Might be my new thing (WAY faster than baking them).
There are some lamb chops in the oven waiting to accompany them and some stir fried veggies. I’m hungry and really looking forward to dinner 🙂
I would be so torn between contempt or the urge to profit from their naivety.
well you know I can’t do either. I mean I can but it’s just bad business so I’ve opted to be honest and neutral (my superhero name). it’s funny how often it comes up to be honest, I’m always surprised. no. what I’m surprised at is they take it for granted that it’s a universal belief.
i’ve been working 3+ years in a job during which i’ve seen hundreds of women’s bodies in a medical context
lemme tell you a thing
women are fucking hairy, ok? i’ve seen women covered with hair from their ankles to their armpits. women with super visible pubic hair that approaches their bellybuttons, regardless of race/ethnicity. we have hair absolutely everywhere and our public image as women is totally devoid of this reality.
men really have no idea how hard women have to work to make ourselves hairless. it’s as unnatural for us as it is for them but this is something that doesn’t even cross their minds as they emerge from their caves looking like unwashed wookies not even aware of how much they’re just allowed to exist.
Customer: Are these Quartz? How come they’re blue?
Me: They’re titanium coated.
Customer: oh they’re so pretty! But… Does it affect the properties of the Quartz?
Me: I don’t know.
Customer: *puts it back*
Me: *thinking I should just say no*
We got some new plants for our little home garden! Peppers, rosemary, chives, chadon beni (cilantro) and some other stuff in the other planters. Happiness 🙂
My first foray into jewelry making was in college. I did a few classes and really loved it but at the time it wasn’t my area of concentration so I pretty much left it alone.
Many years later (ten…fifteen?) I was looking into picking up a new hobby and I discovered metal clay, which is metal in actual clay form that could be molded, carved, textured etc. and then fired to leave pure metal behind. I took it up as a hobby and thought of making it into a side job. It was a good way to get back into jewelry making because it required very few tools compared to traditional metalsmithing.
I was established in my career as a graphic designer at that point but I’d reached a place professionally where I was unhappy with the lack of creative freedom in my job. My work environment also had a deeply negative impact on my feelings about my career. I wanted to leave but I didn’t know what direction I wanted to go in. But jewelry was in the back of my mind. And one of my co workers who’d been studying fashion took a jewelry course and made that her side job and eventually her full time job and I was very inspired by that.
I got laid off from my job in 2011. Almost immediately after that my father was diagnosed with cancer. I chose not to go back to work full time so I could be there to support my parents. After he passed away in 2013 I was left in limbo not knowing what to do with my life.
It was shortly after that that Chris, my husband, and I got together. I spoke to him about my career and wanting to change directions and told him of my love of jewelry making and how it had always been in the back of my mind to explore it further. He told me that he would support me while I pursued my interest in it. Without him there would be no Sundara Jewelry. He was content for me to just have it as a hobby but I saw no point to investing all that time and money in it if I wasn’t going to do something with it. My main passion came from just wanting to explore the medium itself, but I felt that if I wasn’t working, then this had to become my work. So while I never had a sold plan to make this into a business, it was the obvious path to take as I no longer wanted to do graphic design.
Once I decided to make a business of it then I had to learn everything I could about the jewelry business. And pricing. And photography. And marketing, packaging, selling, social media. Where to source my raw materials. And figure out my direction as a creator, something I’m still doing. Next month will be my first anniversary in business. To say this has been a learning experience has been an understatement.
Thanks you for this question. It gave me the opportunity to reflect on the journey I’ve been on and the progress I’ve made 🙂
I was looking at metal stamp alphabets and I found this one. It’s so beautiful. I’d absolutely love to buy it. But the stamp set is over $200 and I cannot afford that.
I did, however find a FONT that’s a little similar. I could make rubber stamps out of that and stamp on metal clay 🙂
The last time we share a free font bundle was many months ago, that’s why we are here selecting the best fonts we can find.
This font bundle includes 20 different fonts, from hand-made look to serif and sans serif fonts. The only thing that you have to do is subscriber to our email list and a link to download will be sent to your email. (May take a while, check your spam folder if you don’t see anything)
In his travels Marco Polo vividly described the cold province of Badakhshan, a prosperous land where horses that descended from Alexander’s horse Bucephalus were once bred and where priceless rubies and the finest lapis lazuli were found.
Since ancient times lapis lazuli has been sourced in this remote region, north-east of modern Afghanistan, and exported over vast distances. Its mines on the steep Hindu Kush Mountains, above the Valley of the Kokcha River, can only be reached through a tortuous and dangerous route.
Lapis lazuli consists of a large number of minerals, including the blue mineral lazurite, the white mineral calcite and golden specks of iron pyrites.
A laborious process transforms this composite mineral into the pigment ultramarine; various grades of ultramarine can be obtained, from the purest extremely expensive deep blue, composed mostly of lazurite particles to the pale grey so-called ultramarine ash.
Our conservators recently attended a 2-day workshop learning how to make their own ultramarine pigment for use in our own conservation. See the entire process in our Case Study!
Nepal marked two consecutive years since its last rhino was poached on May 2, 2014. This exceptional success is a result of a combination of high-level political will and government entities, and the active involvement of conservation communities.
I finally made it out if my house at 8:30 last night. We didn’t make it to the party until around midnight. Chris ended up coming with us. It was awesome. The old folks limed until after 3 in the morning. Of course I’m feeling completely worn out now but it was so worth it. I got to see my people. I have awesome friends. I’m gonna crawl back in bed and wait for Chris to bring some BBQ. Famished.
Well it’s 6:45 and I’m still home. My friend is waiting for someone to drop off some money for him. The guy was supposed to show at 4. I think he’s stringing him along but whatever.
At this rate I’ll reach Port of Spain in time to meet Chris after class. Steups. I really hate living outside of POS. I’m going to rectify that within the next year or so. I can’t stand being so far from everything. I’m moving back.
I’d forgotten what it was like to look through glasses that weren’t as scratched up as mine. When I first put them on i thought everything looked amazingly clear. But then I remembered I didn’t change the prescription. So I had them on together and switched back and forth. Yeah my old ones are really a mess. I’m gonna wear them when I’m working though. Cause I get bits of metal flying at my face sometimes. I don’t wanna scratch up these new ones.
“Sex and the City” has an overall rating of 7.0 on a scale from 1 to 10 — the average score of an English-language television series with 1,000 or more ratings is 7.3. So why did a show roundly considered seminal in the now ubiquitous genre of driven-New York-women-make-a-go-of-it programming score so low?
Yeah, it’s men.
Nearly 60 percent of the people who rated “Sex and the City” on IMDb are women, and looking only at those scores, the show has an 8.1. That’s well above average. Male users, though, who made up just over 40 percent of “Sex and the City” raters, assigned it, on average, a 5.8 rating. Oof.
Because I have no car I arranged for a friend to come pick me up today and take me into town. We’re going to a party tonight. Chris has class after work and will be skipping the party so I was just gonna hang out with him all day. We last spoke at 2 and he said he was getting ready to come get me. Now his eta is 6pm. Which will most likely be 7pm. So I’m gonna waste the whole day waiting for him. I’m not even mad. It’s exactly what I expected. I’m just gonna chill. STEUPS.
I got new glasses. I decided to try out this website that Chris had bought several pairs of his glasses from (Zenni Optical). He was happy with what he bought and more importantly with the price. So I got these, they were about $15. They’re very light and comfortable and they fit pretty good. The arms were a little long but that’s because I used the measurements of my old glasses which also had too long arms. I’ve sort of adjusted them and they fit better. They arrived really quickly too. Sure beats the price of the glasses at my optician’s. I’m a satisfied customer.
1,400 Square Feet of Cotton Candy-Colored Resin Flood Inside German Museum
Painter Peter Zimmermannhas covered the Museum für Neue Kunst in Freiburg, Germany with cotton candy colored hues of bright blue, pink and peach resin on over 1400 square feet. Inspired by contemporary painting, the resin layered work is an abstract manifestation of art and installation, which appears as a lagoon beneath the feet of its visitors.
So I thought to myself just now, why don’t I take the day off and read? I worked hard this week. Sounds nice.
But then I want to cook dinner tonight and I have to start thinking about that from now (meat to defrost etc.). And I’m doing laundry so I can’t relax cause if I do I’ll forget and the clothes will get smelly. And I have to drop off some orders. And I have a ring to clean and package.
Either a bunch of people I follow changed their names or tumblr is following people for me again. Cause lately I keep having who the fuck are you moments.
the president of nigeria is about to fuck boko haram up and cut his own salary in half and criminalized female genital mutilation
the president of guinea built/is building infrastructure and school and wells all over the country and is decreasing youth unemployment exponentially
the president of cote d’ivoire made school mandatory of children ages 6-16 and banned plastic bags while also building ultra modern trasportation infrastructure
the future is for real in africa
I think this should have a hell of a lot more notes on it than it does. This is what good news looks like folk, and the continent of Africa surely deserves a shed load of it.
Chris got a call today from a friend of ours. He used to date my cousin when we were teenagers. Apparently they reconnected through the magic of the internet and have been messaging and talking up a storm over the past 48 hours.
I spoke to him tonight and he told me that if she would be with him now he’d drop everything in a heartbeat to be with her. They are both in relationships. But they both admitted that they still held deep feelings for one another.
I understand the allure. I am, after all, married to MY first love. And while I know that not all first loves are great, ours was, and so was theirs.
There’s something very magical about that period of your life, when you’re young and haven’t yet experienced heartache. When you don’t know what life has in store for you and your entire future looks exciting. When you’re too inexperienced to even dream of the hardships that will come your way.
We were a foursome in those days, always together. My cousin was quite young then, 14, 15. But she had a lot of freedom in part because she was with me and Chris. We were good kids, our teenage years were pretty innocent. Really, we just loved partying and hanging out. And we have so many wonderful memories from those days.
I don’t suppose anyone can really compete with a first love. I know that every relationship I had after Chris paled in comparison. For him too. And even our relationship today cannot compete with what we had before. We’re not teenagers anymore. We’re not innocent anymore. And we’ve both been damaged. But I am still happy that we got our second chance. Because it is still better than anything we ever had with anyone else. And as I told him tonight, I’m glad I’m not having that conversation with him while I’m in a relationship with someone else. I don’t have to long for him anymore. Thank god.
For them I don’t know what the future holds. I hope they can rekindle their friendship without causing their relationships any damage. But I can’t help but think that something must be lacking for them to have reached out to each other in the first place.
I just spent five minutes perusing the blog of a women who first and foremost declares herself anti feminist. And basically that’s all her entire blog is about. And I was like, so you’re going to spend all this time dedicated to writing about something you hate? And don’t believe in? Like, Jesus go play with some puppies or something girl you need a hug.
I was sitting on the porch a little while ago and the mom of the little girl downstairs came to pick her up to take her home. I don’t know what was going on with her today but she raised all holy hell. Even her grandfather, for whom she can do no wrong raised his voice at her. Her mother kept telling her to stop it and eventually she just lost it and started spanking her while demanding that she stop crying.
It was really hard to listen to that shit. Naturally she started crying even harder. Her grandfather tried to gently intervene but the mom just put her in the car and sped away.
I’d say that most Caribbean parents discipline their children that way. My parents weren’t big on it thankfully. I think it’s a brutal way to discipline a child. And if I’m not allowed to do something to an adult I shouldn’t be allowed to do it to a child. But Trinidad is so fucking backward when it comes to things like that.
Right now there’s a big debate going on about child marriages. While legally you can’t marry under the age of 18, with parental consent Muslim girls can marry as young as 12 and Hindus at 16. And it’s unbelievable to me how many people support this shit. But this is what happens when a society doesn’t view children as people who have rights of their own. It was only just a few years ago that they outlawed corporal punishment in schools. Imagine a teacher being allowed to beat your child. It’s unreal. But culture is hard to change. At least we are having the conversations that need to be had. Before it went unquestioned.
I actually intended to do some not-jewelry-kind-of- art this week. But then I suddenly got flooded with a bunch of orders (yay moneeeeey!) so that’s thrown off my plans. I really am in the mood to paint!!!
I passed out really early last night (thanks migraine) and found myself wide awake at 3 this morning. I finally fell back asleep at 4:30 and woke at 9:30 feeling like shit. This interrupted sleep thing is not for me. I don’t know how people do it, good god.
I finally had a chance to finish this lovely pendant. I darkened the stamping to give it more contrast. It’s for sale message me if interested! #pendant #amethyst #sterlingsilver #jewelry #handmade #caribbean #trinidad
My car was supposed to be at the mechanic for three days. It’s been a week. I’m going mad not able to leave the house. It’s not helping.
Also my neighbour took my parking space again. I’m in the mood to key that fucking car but I won’t cause he’s trying to sell it. But it’s very tempting.
I’m working on listing some new items and for some reason I have a kind of mental block about it have no idea why. Ugh. I’m trying to soldier through it. I’m usually very good about that. But today I keep finding shit to do other than this. Ughhhhhhhhhh
So the girl that had gotten my twisted out of shape and then eventually made an order with me? Well we’re in business! She’s been promoting my work (she seems very well connected) and had a confirmed order for me this morning and has a few more in the pipeline. I met her yesterday when she came to pick up her order (she was too excited she couldn’t wait) and she is just lovely. I’m hoping, fingers crossed, that this turns into a long, fruitful relationship for both of us. *happy dance*
At 11 o’clock at night, you moved across the train car to sit far too close to two girls about half your age so you could interrupt our conversation to tell us how pretty we are. We said thank you, have a good night, and went back to our conversation.
You interrupted us a second time to say that you didn’t want to bother us, but we needed to hear it, how pretty we are. We said cool, thanks, have a good night, and went back to our conversation.
You interrupted us a third time to say you wouldn’t say anything else, you didn’t want to bother us, you just had to let us know. We said have a good night, and went back to our conversation.
This seemed to perplex you. You came all that way across a train car to bestow upon us this life altering knowledge – the fact we were pretty – and all you got was a polite thank you? You grumbled about gratitude, about how you better not end up on facebook, were we putting you on facebook? Why was my friend looking at her phone? Was she putting you on facebook? All you’d done was tell us we were pretty.
At this point, my friend says, “Sir, we’re trying to have a conversation. Please don’t be disrespectful.”
This was when you got angry. Disrespectful? YOU? For taking the time out of your day to tell us we were pretty? Did we know we were pretty?
“Yes, we knew,” says my friend.
Well, that was the last straw. How dare we know we were pretty! Sure, you were allowed to tell us we were pretty, but we weren’t allowed to think it independently, without your permission! And if we had somehow already known – perhaps some other strange man had informed us earlier in the day – we certainly weren’t allowed to SAY it! Where did we get off, having confidence in ourselves? You wanted us to know we were pretty, sure, but only as a reward for good behavior. We were pretty when you gifted it upon us with your words, and not a moment before! You raged for a minute about how horrible we were for saying we thought we were pretty, how awful we turned out to be.
I took a page out of your book and interrupted you. “Sir, you said you wouldn’t say anything else, and then you kept talking,” I said. “You complimented us, we said thank you, and we don’t owe you anything else. It’s late, you’re a stranger, and I don’t want to talk to you. We’ve tried to disengage multiple times but you keep bothering us.”
At this point, our train pulled into the next stop. My friend suggested we leave, so we got up and went to the door.
Seeing your last chance, you lashed out with the killing blow. “I was wrong!” you shouted at us as we left, “You’re ugly! You’re both REALLY UGLY!”
Fortunately, since our worth as human beings is in no way dependent upon how physically attractive you find us, my friend and I were unharmed and continued on with our night. She walked home; I switched to the next train car and sat down.
So, strange man, I know you’re confused. I don’t know if you’ll think about anything I said to you, but I hope you do learn this: when you give someone something – a gift, a compliment, whatever – with stringent stipulations about how they respond to it, you are not giving anything. You are setting a trap. It is not as nice as you think it is.
But you’ll be happy to know that when I sat down in the next car, a strange man several seats over called, “Hey, pretty girl. Nice guitar. How was your concert?”
“Thanks. Good,” I said, then looked away and put on my headphones, the universal sign for ‘I’d like to be left alone.’
“Wow. Fine. Whatever. Fucking bitch,” he said.
Again.
This this this…enrages me. I cannot tell you the half of what I’ve dealt with regarding strangers in public.
Thank you for putting it so eloquently, as I struggle to put it to words.
rully annoying when people don’t tag the pictures of naked people as nsfw. I get it, it’s art, but it’s still not something I want to see on my dash unexpectedly.
just unfollowed a new person I’d followed because there were just too many. I liked the tumblr otherwise. bummer.
On Mother’s Day I was having lunch with my husband, MIL and SIL. I had just gotten my food from the sushi buffet and was waiting for the others to come back to the table and opened tumblr. The first thing that greeted me was a pair of someone’s tits, right up in my face. I was so thankful my MIL was not yet seated beside me. It also REALLY pissed me off because it wasn’t tagged. I get that a lot of ppl like nudity on their dash but I don’t, and some consideration would be nice. It takes seconds to tag your nude pics for fuck’s sake.
I just took this piece out of the tumbler. It is so shiny it doesn’t even look like real silver, it looks like aluminum. I’m gonna put it away for now and probably set the stone tomorrow. I have orders to work on today to get out for Monday!
soulsistrin 