if you're scrolling tumblr right now because you're struggling to complete a project or assignment, take a moment to do the following:
- get up and grab a resealable plastic (ziploc) bag
- fill it with warm water from the sink
- it will probably be somewhat difficult to fill it with warm water from the sink. youre taking a break. don't worry about it. trying to fill up the plastic bag full of warm water even though it's silly and slippery and soaks your hands. it's part of the fun
- when it's full, go show someone. tell them you filled a bag with water. when they touch it, they won't expect it to be warm, and they'll tell you "ooh, it's warm!" you know this though. it's a little surprise for them
- enjoy the warm water bag with them. it's fun. it probably won't spill if you sealed it well. hold it with your hands. press it against your face-- it's relaxing. jiggle it around a little bit. feel the nice, plasticky-warm texture. it's the warm water bag. it's the bag filled with water and it's fun
- when you're done, take a pin or other sharp object (a pen works, but pins are best!) and bring the bag back to the sink. poke a hole in the bag with the pin. the water probably won't come out very fast. poke more if you'd like. maybe try dragging the pin across the bag and see if you can make a cut. poke many holes in it. it's fun!
- throw the bag away when you're done. youve just relaxed with the bag of warm water
congratulations! try to go do your project again and you might find it easier. and if not, you've made a few water-bag based memories, or at least had a laugh or two :)
You could also fill your socks with river water and then wear them if you want :)
I like this option since It's quick, it's easy, and it's free.
A little girl who knows her stuff..
*slowly reaches for the popcorn*
Yesterday I had been feeling so horribly depressed furious and irritable all day that I saw no possible relief for the bottomless pit of existential agony within me. Then I went into the kitchen, poured all that remained of a one pound box of pasta into a pot (over half, around five servings) cooked it, dumped mozzarella cheese over it, and sitting at my desk ate nearly all of it in the span of 15 minutes, finishing what was left a short half-hour later. I felt almost immediately restored and so sleepy that I dozed off at 9:45 pm before getting up around 10:30 to brush my teeth
I think potentially there is something to be understood from this
When you hate everyone: eat something
When you think everyone hates you: go to sleep
When you hate yourself: take a shower
Hana-Rawhiti Kareariki Maipi-Clarke, the youngest MP in Aotearoa, starts a haka to protest the first vote on a bill reinterpreting the 1840 Treaty of Waitangi
More context from Instagram, for the non NZs out there.
This is amazing. I wish my country had the culture and the actual ability to fight right winged bullshit. I'm in awe of these folks.
scantily is basically the most classic way to be clad
This is iron clad erasure
I need to live long enough for the opportunity to say "the iron in which your argument is clad is scanty"
I’m going to the conservatory and the zoo tomorrow; treating myself like a blue-haired senior who needs to be bused from her retirement home to on weekends for cultural enrichment.
I made this post two years ago, and nothing has so meaningfully improved my life as “treat yourself like a senior citizen and schedule some enrichment.” I have an honest-to-god enrichment calendar now. It exists specifically as a place to put all the stuff that I might want to do on a random evening or weekend. And I read local papers a lot more, searching for things to do, smaller events that are more up my alley or offbeat street fests that I wouldn’t know about otherwise. (Side benefit—I know a lot more about local reporting too.) It doesn’t matter that I put plenty of events on the enrichment calendar that—because it’s on a Wednesday, because I’m tired, because the planets are in the wrong position—I don’t go to! The point is not create an unbending obligation that will haunt me to my grave; the point is to pay more attention to the world, and leave my apartment to join it sometimes.
yes it is
The world would be so much better if people would just unironically write stuff like this. I’m tired of books that Take Themselves Seriously
who tf is looking at the foam
See, I can't decide if I really hope Trump eventually realizes that Putin and his government see him as a useful stooge and not as a Fellow World Leader...
...or if I, well, still want that to happen but only after I can be sure the nuclear launch codes are well out of Trump's hands, because the orange horror is well capable of starting WWIII over his bruised pride.
Bonus
a little while later…
Planes, Trains and Automobiles (1987)
This is like life right now.
My cat just died last Thursday. She was in my arms. She was a little gray tabby. I felt this in my bones, but more than that, I'm going to talk about her much more.
You can see someone else also using the devices' second seat, and I think that's so cool. Mobility devices help everyone, here other employees also get a chance to sit while they're working. I just love mobility aids, man. It's like the cut curb effect