…O…K…

dollsandcrafts:

beezeeart:

Is this heaven

Yes. Yes it is. I literally gasped.

Heaven is JoAnn Fabric?  Don’t tell Hobby Lobby…

OK, time to make pizza dough.

Maybe I’ll be able to get something sewn later today?  Even if I don’t, I will have dealt with international postage, gone to the post office, donated the unwanted pictures/frames to Goodwill, bought a little something for The Child’s birthday (one of those solar powered dancing flower things for 40¢—“official” summer things are 90% off at Big Lots right now—with the flower needing to be glued back in place, which I also have done), checked Halloween stuff in Dollar General (where I found that they sell the permanent fantasy color Sassoon hair dyes at the MSRP, something to think about), started the creeper blanket, and made a pizza by the end of the day, so I will have definitely gotten things done today, even if it doesn’t feel like it.

But I’d still like to get more done =\

gothtriggers:

Aw, common. Gary Numan froze again. Could you try unplugging him and plugging him in again?BECAUSE YOU’RE CLOSER TO THE OUTLET THAT’S WHY!

gothtriggers:

Aw, common. Gary Numan froze again. Could you try unplugging him and plugging him in again?

BECAUSE YOU’RE CLOSER TO THE OUTLET THAT’S WHY!

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remember to drink lots of water, because your insides are a swampy bog and a water shortage would affect the local frog population

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last-snowfall:

geardrops:

swanjolras:

out of all the aspects of millennial-bashing, i think the one that most confuses me is the “millennials all got trophies as a kid, so now they’re all self-centered narcissists” theory

like— kids are pretty smart, y’all. they can see that every kid on the team gets a trophy and is told they did a good job; they can also see that not every kid on the team deserves a trophy, and not everyone did do a good job

the logical conclusion to draw from this is not “i’m great and i deserve praise”— it’s “no matter how mediocre i am, people will still praise me to make me feel better, so i can’t trust any compliments or accolades i receive”

this is not a recipe for overconfidence and narcissism. it is a recipe for constant self-guessing, low self-esteem, and a distrust of one’s own abilities and skills.

where did this whole “ugh millennials think their so-so work is super great” thing even come from it is a goddamn mystery

what fucking kills me is, yeah, maybe we got the trophies, but who gave them out

this is not a recipe for overconfidence and narcissism. it is a recipe for constant self-guessing, low self-esteem, and a distrust of one’s own abilities and skills.

Which is pretty much what mental health practitioners observe happening.

It’s also what I observed happening as a singing teacher: the older kids literally would not believe a positive word I said until I had proved I would tell them they screwed up/had done badly/etc. I did so in as useful a way as possible (“So this passage. We really need to work on this passage. A lot. This passage is not good yet.”), but with almost every adolescent I taught I had to prove I would give them straight-up criticism before they would parse my praise as anything other than meaningless “the grownups always do this” noise.

#THIS A THOUSAND TIMES #of course they think we’re cocky tho #we react to all praise with ‘yeah yeah’ #but they see that as us being ‘obv I’m wonderful’ #when really it’s ‘can we move on to something helpful’ #millennials #generation gap

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Made the 44 green squares (plus extras) and seven of the 20 black squares, but now he’s home so that’s as much of the creeper blanket as I’ll be able to do today.  Still, a start is a start.

Hmmm…I might start cutting squares for the creeper blanket now…

retrogradeworks:

I’ve never had eBay problems quite as bad as the ones I’m dealing with over these fucking clothing listings.  I just want them out of my house, brand new and barely a fraction of what they actually cost.  Two fucking unpaid cases opened today over less than 7$ each, not to mention the string of just idiotic questions and pestering.

What the hell is wrong with people?  Like, ok, you decided you don’t want it, just fucking tell me so I can relist it and be on my way.  Why would you drag it out and get an unpaid item strike?

One lady won an auction last week and didn’t tell me until today that she ‘won’t be paying until the 23rd.’  No, that’s not how it works, eBay’s going to close the unpaid item case long before that.  These people don’t have bad feedback either or even really low feedback.

Why do I get stuck with the stupid?

Yyyyyeeeeaaahhhhh, that’s why I dislike selling on eBay so much—it’s bad enough when selling niche items, but, selling things that ‘normal’ people might like, so it has a broader bidder base…and so many ‘normal’ people are…um…  Yeah.

I moved the remnants of my rock collection from the old metal bulk film container (yeah, yeah, I know) to this box.  Most of these came from the rock swap that would be at the county fairgrounds in the summer when I was a kid, but the wedge-shaped piece of stone with the geode in it was something I found in the fresh gravel on the main path at a Girl Scout retreat one year…