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getting ur feelings hurt so badly by a woman that you reconsider men. new life stage unlocked
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Maggie Smith as the fairy queen Titania, “A Midsummer Night’s Dream” (1977)
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one of my favorite this american life segments of late is about the people who played orchestra pit for phantom of the opera on broadway and how, like, a sizeable majority of them had literally been playing the show since it opened in 1988 (on broadway. I know it opened in 86 on the west end, you random pedants, but I am specifically talking about broadway musicians) because their contracts stipulated that they'd have jobs throughout the show's entire run... but nobody anticipated that phantom would become the longest-running broadway show of all time.
and none of these people wanted to walk away from a guaranteed job, so very few of them ever quit. they just kept doing the same show eight nights a week... for twenty or thirty years... and by the time it finally closed last year most of these musicians (who had been working together for DECADES) hated each other and really really fucking loathed phantom. I can't stop thinking about it. it's indescribably hellish to imagine but also the funniest thing I've ever heard in my life.
can you imagine.
[ID: excerpt from an article reading: One of my favorite stories, which should drive anyone who has every played in a band crazy-- there’s this bassoon player who has sat next to the same clarinet player since 1988. She’s convinced he plays half a note4 flat on every note he’s every played. He denies this. /]
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“i need him in a way that’s concerning for feminism!”
well i need Ruby Cruz in a way that will power feminism into world domination. i see edits of Her, and suddenly i understand what bowser feels like about princess peach because i NEED Her so bad. it’s actually unbearable at this point i might have to check myself into a hospital.
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Been rereading Little Women recently... or technically, properly reading it for the first time. The last time I touched this book was when I was ten, and the book I touched was a shortened chinese edition (or was it just the first half? anyway) Here are the sisters in 21 century post covid and I think Beth would've loved the groundbreaking invention that is the Hoodie
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what doesn't kill you makes you weird at intimacy
it’s 8:35pm and the smell of garlic keeps drifting through our living room windows. right before this it was some kind of bread baking, the smell of fullness and hearth, but now i can taste the broth of something rich practically sitting on my tongue. it makes me warm; knowing someone is feeding and being fed.
it’s 8:37pm and i’m feeling the heaviness of summer give way into the possibility of night air. i’ve always loved the extremes of summer– the breaking of dawn, sun hesitantly peeking over cracks and crevices, a chill still trying to linger at your doorway. the perfect stillness of nighttime, when the bugs hum a happy tune and you spend all of your wishes on this moment, right here, right now, i wish it could be like this forever.
it’s 8:40pm and i’m pretending that i am good and righteous and that i can love without hesitation. if i pretend hard enough, i’ll believe it. i want someone to show me the roadmap, the explicit right and wrongs, i want there to be a black and a white to my life. most of all, i want chlorine to burn at my eyes and a girl to burn at my mouth.
it’s 8:42pm and i know that if we only had black and white, we would never see the inky blue of a summer night’s sky. stars mottled with swirling. i’m looking up. i’m smelling the food we’ve prepared. i’m ready to eat, to gather, to be full.
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nicole homer, underbelly
it used to be that twitter was by and far the “worst app for my mental health” and was “making me worse” but somewhere between my last deletion and most recent redownload, my feed has become exclusively butch lesbians celebrating national butch day. so now twitter is “good for my wellbeing” and “my favorite app ever, actually”
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Window appreciation post
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ayo, ebon and jeremy taking a smoke break at the season 3 bear premiere :’)
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i love to learn about my cat i love to google “should you trim cat last claw? trim all cat claws? cat last claw called? cat fifth claw? cat claws labelled. trim cat dew claw?” and then say hi graham i learned something about you! your weird claw is called a dew claw and it will not be worn down by regular walking so it is extra important to be diligent about trimming to prevent it growing into your paw pad! and he bites me and bites me
i wish graham could google. maybe he’d google “human skin thickness? humans skin cut bite? humans red line arm leg? how hard bite humans? human pain tolerance? human vs kittens safe play” and then he would say mads im so sorry i didnt realize that humans are prone to injury from skin punctures. we should engage in remote play through means of toys as you were suggesting
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Thinking about him (the soldier in Poynter’s Faithful Until Death painting watching an apocalypse unfold around him with horror in his eyes as he tries to keep himself standing beneath a doorway, based on an actual 19th century archeological find of a man in full soldier’s garb under a doorway at Pompeii)
We see you, fictionalized version of a man who died nearly 2,000 years ago in Pompeii. And we grieve for you still.
