Ever Since I Was A Little Girl I’ve Loved Information

just got the call. fired. i was the DEI coordinator at Lumon in charge of making all the old men on the severed floor gay

i do think id look good as fuck after receiving an obviously lethal blow. like i feel id do a great job looking down at my body to see a gaping hole in it, making eye contact with you, saying “oh” very quietly before i keel over… stuff like that

delicious in dungeon!

I need the power of the internet to work in my favor here. I am trying to figure out if this memory I have is a fever dream or if it was real...

I remember when I was little, so maybe ~13ish years ago, there was a short animated series that I think may have been on Disney (although the more I think the more I start to believe it may have been on PBS or something, I just know it had to have been a slightly educational channel bc after there was a short about how to take care of plants and fun ways you can plant seeds without access to a large garden). Similar to Choo Choo Soul or those singing potatoes, except this was an animation of the story Three Billy Goats Gruff. The animation style was, to my child eyes, absolutely beautiful. It started out as a book, but the setting and characters would flip up and become moving 2D parts. And there was also a narrator that was not visible during the storytelling, of course. I believe there were other stories told in this format, but I specifically remember Three Billy Goats Gruff. Please tell me if I have made this up in my dreams or if someone else remembers this is crucial to my adult life

"ohh 00s diet culture isn't back because of ozempic, you're overreacting"

idk i keep seeing previously size-inclusive brands remove plus-sized versions of their clothes from their catalogues entirely, even lines specifically aimed at bigger sizes are cutting their size range down and chopping the bigger ones. i keep seeing mean skinny tiktokers get famous because they said something rude about fat people. when i ask my doctor about weight loss (which my country's gender treatment clinic requires before i can access even preliminary talks about hrt), i'm immediately offered drugs about it - drugs which, according to the doctor, we don't know the long-term effects of. but surely! surely it can't be worse than being fat!

like why are people acting surprised? we've made being extremely wealthy the aspirational aesthetic to strive for, made 'being skinny and having a lot of time and money to stay beautiful' a not only viable but lucrative carreer for people, and then released a drug that is wildly expensive and will make people thin.

of course people are gonna make being thin the ultimate status symbol again - it more than ever before signals wealth and leisure-time.

like, do you think it's a coincidence that people are back to constantly spouting 'nothing tastes as good as skinny feels' again? and pretending being fat is a matter of lacking self-control around cake or whatever? as if people haven't spent decades trying to get these fucks to understand that actually healthy produce and the time to maintain your body are extreme luxuries in our society?

anyway my broke fat ass can't find pants i like and can afford because the size-inclusive lines i'd have shopped at previously have axed anything over a size xl

and like. i'm not even that fat. what the fuck do people bigger than me do. it's really heinous right now for fat peeps.

idk where all of this weed-smoke discourse erupted from, but “weed is fine and you shouldn’t be a snitch about it” and “don’t burn plant matter in public spaces where someone you don’t know might have, like, a lung condition” are two sentiments that can and do coexist. i have asthma and i hang out with stoners pretty much constantly. i’ve never felt the urge to snitch and no one has ever blatantly disrespected my avoidance of smoke. they’re always eager to help keep it away from me when needed, which isn’t difficult to do. i hate to say this, but my only takeaway from a hypothetical scenario in which a stoner is blasting weed smoke in public like a dragon and an asthmatic feels the need to involve the cops is that both individuals are unpleasant and i don’t want to be around either of them lmao

why are so many things learned through "trial and error" i cant do this anymore i want to know everything immediately umm awkward

i think men should kiss each other more. Who give a shit

This is a lesson I am still actively learning for myself but still very true and important

choosing to allocate spoons to hanging out and having a good time at the cost of perfectly completing all your work is not a failing it is in fact an act of survival. “too sick to work = too sick to play” is in fact ableist bullshit that you don’t have to buy into. and the fact that leisure time is treated like a privilege is a fucking travesty