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tangle of rainbows

@tangleofrainbows / tangleofrainbows.tumblr.com

just an enby in new york . . . agender, 29, it/itself
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apparently when i get really fed up with my roommates i start . . . passive aggressively doing their dishes for them? like i was literally up to my arms in suds the other day and i found my brain doing the grimly smug and self-satisfied thing of “hah! this’ll show them!” and like . . . ok brain? if this is going to get you to not be crabby and pissy at the ppl yr living with, that’s great, but i am not sure how this is supposed to help on the “get other people to chip in with the housework” front

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@nicethighsnicereyes replied to your post: “so i was interviewing this rad trans composer for a profile (which...”

Is this there another dmab trans person you know outside of music you could run some stuff by?

it’s tricky. there are definitely people whose thoughts i’d love to have, but it feels like an imposition — it feels like a lot to ask someone who’s busy with their own full life to carve out some vaguely indeterminate amount of time per week that’s not, like, friend time but is instead “i’m gonna present some stuff and then ask you to do intellectual work while i sit there and do my cryptic ‘i am receiving critique so i’m just gonna sit here and go “huh, ok” unless i have a clarifying question’ thing”. so idk. there are people i’d like to ask, but it’s a v artificial thing, and i’m not sure how to go about it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

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The other day I answered the door to my postman. I was signing for stuff, like you do, when my kid came downstairs with only his underwear and a t-shirt on.

Now, the postman couldn’t see him from the front door, and I scribbled my signature and said, to my son, “You need to put some trousers on.”

My postman, very slowly, looked down at his trouser-clad legs with a mixture of confusion and horror, and then looked back up at me.

When I explained I was talking to my little boy out of his line of sight, he gave a very solemn nod and said: “I thought I’d put trousers on this morning, but suddenly when you said that, I really wasn’t sure.” 

Years after this, I still have the same postman. He still always wears trousers, but every time I answer the door, I’m pretty sure we both remember this incident.

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listen, when you asked me to leave the electricity on to the end of the month so you could show the apartment around, i was not expecting you to run up a $200 bill … 

update: i logged on to the actual ladwp website to see what the heck accounted for this massive uptick and it turns out that the ladwp just doesn’t believe in negative numbers for the purposes of e-mail. b/c their e-mail to me says quite clearly “Amount Due: $201.07” which you would think would mean “you need to pay us $201.07” but actually what they meant was “we’re returning your deposit*, and once we add the interest on it and subtract the ~$5 of this month’s electricity usage, you have $201.07 coming your way!”. so i am a v happy camper and would like to apologize for the wave of spite i sent in the general direction of my landlord

but also ladwp you should maybe increase your budget for e-mail hyphens they are terribly useful things in times like these

*which i had forgotten utterly about

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@sigmastolen replied to your post: “in news that is Utterly Shocking, it appears that the australian...”

ughhhhhhhhh what a pain, good luck & stay strong <3

@shippyard replied to your post: “in news that is Utterly Shocking, it appears that the australian...”

best of luck getting the australian government to do your bidding! <3

thanks friends <3 it seems like it’s gonna be ok, it’s just been frustrating to hash out with the administration b/c of the time difference and the inability to call. plus also now i have the Added Social Anxiety of having to go to my doctor in california and be like “ok so i know i already asked you for a thing about this but now i need you to fill out this totally different form which seems like it’s asking you to say i’ve had hormones+surgery but really i promise it isn’t i even have it in writing from the pertinent state government also you need to get it notarized” so that’s fun -________-

@ladymurgatroid replied to your post: “in news that is Utterly Shocking, it appears that the australian...”

maybe they are talking about haircuts?? practically every queer person I know has gotten a rad haircut around the time they start being in charge of their own gender expression.

omg so my gay and lesbian lit teacher in high school had this Theory that whenever someone made a big life change (esp a big life change around gender/sexuality), they would get a Dramatic Haircut and i was so resistant to this theory at the time b/c i was insistent that i could make big internal changes w/o making big external changes AND YET here i am newly out with a bright purple pixie cut and i feel like ms barber-just is Newly Vindicated

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on occasion, i browse the clearance racks at overpriced hipster-y boutiques cause from time to time you can find amazing deals, but being in Rich People Places always makes me a little nervous– and today when i was picking up a layaway from one of these shops, my nerves resulted in a story the shopkeepers are probably gonna be telling for quite a while.

i’d just come from the feed store for lizard food (ie: bugs), and it was like 95F out so they were slowly being smothered to death in my backpack. so when the clerk, who i’d overheard was only on her second day working there, gave me my fancy sundress in a bag way too big for it, i pulled out two dozen crickets in a plastic bag and a tub full of mealworms from my pack and set them gently on the bag so they could breathe better till i got home.

this girl’s eyes go wide and she looks imploringly back at the equally startled-looking manager helping her through the transaction, and i realize that this might look a little weird to folks who aren’t reptile keepers. so, instead of doing the logical thing and explaining that i’m feeding leopard geckos, i sorta chuckled and shrugged apologetically, and just said “dinner, y’know?”

for the briefest of moments, there was an awkward silence so sweaty and suffocating you could drown in it, and then, in true daytime comedy fashion,

the fucking crickets started chirping.

so i guess i’m never going back there ever again.

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