accounts that don't touch on those things.
And I also know it's probably not a choice but just the stress reaction of the person behind those accounts. I'm not even saying I'm not doing the same.
Just that it makes me sad.
Accidentally scrolled on twitter for a bit. I still have my account bc of a longstanding convo w a friend in the messages.
Twitter feed made me sad. Ppl are becoming so polarised. And yeah, I get it, but now it's not just about war and famine etc. Anger is seeping through even formerly peaceful
My great aunt had a loom and she wove these wallhangings with pictures and wrote poems to go with them. I have one of those and a poem about me and the Aries ram in it.
And I want to illustrate my book of fairy tales w my loom.
Just a tiny project.
In three weeks I've gone from two small weaving frames (third a bit bigger one that arrived yesterday) to dreaming of a proper loom.
Do you have any idea how much weaving stuff there is on Pinterest? Or what ideas bloom in my head?
Writing is so strange. You spend days staring at the tiny knotholes and twigs, trying to find any kind of pattern to even recognise the winterbitten tree. But then suddenly one day the whole forest lies ahead of you with sun speckled paths, denser parts and still hidden caves to explore.
Right?
My colleague proudly told me how the AI monitoring her dog sends her a message once a week about how active her dog has been. I feel like a curmudgeon, but 🤨
Can't I just, like, walk upstairs to see what my cat is doing? Instead of checking an app.
Frankly, I think I'm just beyond irritated at all technology rn bc the electric scooters have appeared everywhere again.
I loathe those things.
But I guess I should just be realistic and loathe the absolute zero braincell humans who leave them everywhere and use them recklessly.
Just bc I CAN do something doesn't mean I'm going to.
Colleagues were talking about how they track their dogs w tracking devices at home and outside. Then they suggested I put one on my INDOOR cat.
Frankly, I can live without 24/7 surveillance of my pet.
I get why it makes sense for dogs who go out and might get loose. But my INDOOR cat?!
Kiitos ❤️❤️❤️
Kiitos ❤️❤️❤️
if you don’t like the process of writing then don’t be a fucking writer, it’s not that complicated
It was kinda fun actually. This happens to me often at work bc I see so many ppl. I asked him quickly about his travel plans and then left. I think he'll be confused for a few days at least 🤣
I went to the bookshop today and my cousin was there looking for travel guides. We've not met in probably 15 years so I called him by name tentatively. He didn't recognise me at all first but then did that: oh hey, how are you (person who will answer in a manner that clues him in who tge hell I am)
Lots and lots of rocks.
Welcome to my brain.
I read those threads about ppl adding whimsy to their lives. Cute.
So I started greeting this one rock every time I passed it on my walk/run.
But then I started feeling rude towards the other rocks on my route. Which is how I ended up nodding to them as I passed.
This area is old sea floor.
I read it in uni and the Rupert Everett/Colin Firth film version is very good. I also saw it in London w David Suchet as Lady Bracknell. There was a webseries too! The National Theatre's production was fun!
I recommend reading it. Oscar Wilde at his sassiest.
Maybe add a touch of whimsy to your yardwork? A fairy door of twigs you can knock on? I always talk to the plants, but have done that for decades so can't count that as new.
I watched the National Theatre's Importance of Being Earnest last week and I've been craving cucumber sandwiches ever since. I made them today and they can never live up to the hype.
trying out way too complicated things immediately, but being proud of the mess. Combining it w my pandemic crafts.
Which hobby did you pick for this end of the world?
While the world is... *gestures at the dregs* I've been learning to weave. Seriously, there's just something so joyous in learning a new skill, seeing what awesome things other ppl are doing w it, sucking at it so hard but getting better, planning how to utilise it to survive when this all blows up,
That sucks. The noise from the hockey arena has usually ended around midnight. But I think there's a bar now w events. And of course it's on this side of the arena. And of course it's less soundproof than it should be...
Aren't there, like town rules about this kind of stuff? If it was a residence, I'd have called the cops to go tell them stop the music.
Finished listening to my audio book. Now hoping the racket from the hockey arena will stop soon. I know there aren't too many other houses this way but it's past 1am and it sounds like teenagers listening to music too loud in their car outside my window. It's not. It's some kind of concert.
I'm kinda proud how gentle I've been with myself during this vacation.
I've bought ready-made food for most days and not felt guilty about not cooking.
I've stayed in bed (got up to feed the cat and getting back into bed) until I'm not tired anymore.
of ppl ever read that manuscript.
Such a strange thing, writing.
I just read about a spell where you bury a coin in your garden for prosperity. The garden that instantly flashed in my mind? The one I wrote into my first novel. I can smell that place. It feels more real than my toes. Yet it exists only on paper and only a handful
Surely a bag of potato chips/crisps and dip count as dinner?
I always thought I'd react somehow to seeing her again but I really didn't. I noticed more that I didn't react emotionally. I guess that's healing.
I was glad I was wearing my nice clothes and red shoes, though. Bc I'm petty like that.
I'm now having red wine and hanging w the cat.
