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Was just informed that "any sufficiently deep enthusiasm is indistinguishable from academic rigor" and hoo boy we are really in a crisis of anti-intellectualism.
#highly specific websites created by enthusiastic individuals who wanted to share their knowledge#blogs from people documenting their learning process#wikipedia becoming a source#over websites that are stolen content and ai generated word scrambles for ad mining.
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Weaving with quilling paper, no pattern.
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I know that some British people take umbridge at Americans calling the Great British Bake Off relaxing, but it's just because GBBO is such a different kind of stressful from American baking shows.
American baking shows will be called something like "Cupcake Knife Fight", there's horror movie lighting everywhere and dramatic stings every 5 seconds. All of the contestants are shit talking each other and fist fighting over the one single deep fryer provided by production. It will show the judges all whispering to each other at their super villain table overlooking the whole kitchen, and one will be like, "Oh my god. Everyone look at Brenda right now. She's straight tanking it." And it will cut to Brenda, who is running around covered in flour and crying and also bleeding for some reason. Then you get a clip from an interview with one of the contestants, and they're like, "I really need to win this. Without this award money, I'm gonna need to close my restaurant, sell my dad, and live out of my car. AGAIN." Then the giant digital doomsday clock overhead lets out a horrid klaxon, the judges tell half of them that their cupcakes taste disgusting, and one of them gets eliminated and sent to walk down the dramatically-lit shame hallway never to be seen again.
Meanwhile GBBO is in a lovely, brightly colored tent, there are delightful and friendly hosts/jesters there to keep everyone entertained, and all of the B Roll is of like... a bumblebee going into a flower, or a lamb running in a field. And yes, there will be moments where someone will mess up their timing or something, and they'll be looking at their bake through the oven door like, "oh gosh I don't think this will rise in time!" Then they stand up to find Paul Hollywood directly behind them ominously. His creepy whitewalker eyes will glow white, and he'll say something like "the 12th of June. 2035. Drowning." And his eyes will go back to normal and he'll walk away. Then the baker gives a playful grimace to the camera and says "that didnt sound great, did it?". Cut to a sweet looking older woman sipping tea on a stool and she says "oo I do hope that Prue enjoys the taste of my sugary, sticky baps!". Then, at the end, someone gets a gold star for doing good, and the loser of the episode gets in the middle of a giant group hug. You see all of them at the end of the series at a giant carnival with their families and the post credits informs you that all of the contestants have become a Partridge Family-style traveling band and stayed friends forever.
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there was a brief period of time in my childhood where for some reason I thought pelicans and storks were the same thing. so when people referred to "babies brought by the stork" i (very naturally!) would picture a pelican carrying a baby around...in its mouth. bc a pelican mouth is about the right size for it. great for carrying baby shaped objects.
when i tell you the Pelican Put Baby In Mouth post recalled something absolutely primal in me...
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Never in history has violence been initiated by the oppressed. How could they be the initiators, if they themselves are the result of violence? How could they be the sponsors of something whose objective inauguration called forth their existence as oppressed? There would be no oppressed had there been no prior situation of violence to establish their subjugation. Violence is initiated by those who oppress, who exploit, who fail to recognize others as persons—not by those who are oppressed, exploited, and unrecognized.
—Paulo Freire, Pedagogy of the Oppressed
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Enjoyed it!
💙 Homecoming by EClairatee
💙 Homecoming
by EClairatee
E, 54k, Endgame Wangxian
Summary: On camera, Lan Zhan has everything. A picture perfect life with a doting boyfriend, a posh downtown apartment with a gorgeous view, and 10 million subscribers that pay for their lifestyle. He has Sunday morning brunch, a sunlit studio where he composes, and romantic dinners on rooftop cafes. He has it all, as long as it's on camera. Off camera, he has a failed relationship whose ending must be timed perfectly. January, according to their publicist. He feels like a prisoner, their posh downtown apartment slowly suffocating the life out of him. So when his brother begs him to come back for the summer, it's not a hard decision to make. Until he meets a fellow instructor and is pulled kicking and screaming into a confrontation with his past-- an unrequited first love and a lost friendship. OR: Lan Zhan finds Wei Ying in the place he least expects... living the life he'd left behind. Kay's comments: You know, I never actually imagined modern Lan Wangji as a YouTuber, but it really worked out in this story, with him being thrown into this life due to his partner. And this story also really incredibly protrayed the toxic relationship he found himself him and how it's difficult to recognize when you're in it, how it's slowly creeping up during the relationship. Things are slowly revealed as the story progresses and as Lan Wangji finds himself back in the city where he grew up, growing familiar with his friends and family again. Wangxian finding their way together here was so lovely and so heart-breaking at the same time, because both of them went through sooo much to reach that point. I loved it though! Also, extra kudos for Wen Qing and her role in this story! And Lan Qiren! And honestly, all supportive side characters! Excerpt: They talk about very little of substance. His uncle asks no questions about his personal life, and why should he? It's there on the internet for all to see. He knows his family watches the channel; Xichen has admitted as much. It's embarrassing but there's nothing he can do about it now. Instead, Qiren asks about his hobbies. If he's still composing. If he's got any special plans for the summer. "Xichen arranged your room how you like it. I assume you'll be staying with us? The accommodations might not be as nice as what you're accustomed to, of course." "Of course I'll be staying with you, uncle. I've been looking forward to it." It was a small bit of honesty, but it went a long way to relaxing the lines on Qiren's forehead. He smiled as some of the tension faded from his uncle's shoulders and realized the man is just as nervous as he is. "Then I'll have to trouble the chef for an additional plate at dinner. I assume we'll be feeding you as well," his uncle gruffs, now feeling allowed to be a little cantankerous. "I would appreciate that."
pov lan wangji, modern setting, modern no powers, lan wangji/other(s), endgame wangxian, past wei wuxian/other(s), eventual lan wangji/wei wuxian, sad lan wangji, unhealthy relationships, first love, youtuber lan wangji, teacher lan wangji, teacher wei wuxian, hometown healing, angst and hurt/comfort, healing, slow burn, good uncle lan qiren, supportive lan xichen
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(Please REBLOG as a signal boost for this hard-working author if you like – or think others might like – this story.)
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Got some bad news yesterday, a problem I need to fix is going to take loads of money to do so, and my savings won't be able to cover it. It has put me in such a funk, since I had to spend a lot of money last month fixing my car. I live in a city where public transit is not helpful. A ten minute drive to work is over 60 minutes in transit.
And world news is terrible. Friends and families are going through really rough times... Dark timeline.
The energy I felt this week when I felt I finally had a grasp on life and could turn things around for myself is at a really low point. I'm allowing myself some wallowing.
And I found this channel on YT that just ... Was a cool find. I wanted to share it to the void.
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Me: my weight fluctuating is totally morally neutral. I don’t need to dedicate large portions of time to gaining or losing weight because my weight doesn’t define me. As long as I eat nutritious food and get in some movement, my weight isn’t important :)
Also me: my fouckingPAMNTS
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Amazed.








Hand embroidered, self drafted, birch tree inspired buttonup shirt.
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The fastest way to shut down my "freelance life means I have to constantly be working" thoughts is to remind myself that if I was a boss holding a worker to the standards I hold myself to, their union would hunt me for sport and nobody would blame them.
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Mind blown. The precision! The joy of these puppets solving a challenge
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Colorsssss
Taluj 🧺 ulsuhwida sakonige 🟦 gasuyvsga ijeiyusd 🟩 ale dalonige 🟨.
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Part1: pitch woes
Part2: I made a thing
P1
I had been eyeing the mini cinch. It seemed like a cool little machine and I was looking at a more durable binding option than the plastic comb binding, since the plastic tends to shatter with age. I had it in my shopping cart for months , but didn't buy it. Then I went to a creative reuse center in a different city and found a binding machine. The zutter bind-it-all v2. I was delighted because it was $12 and exactly what I needed... Or so I thought. I started to hunt for the coils, and found a box of coils near it, for $7 . It had no other label, but there were dozens of coils and they were the perfect size for the booklets I would need to bind.


I got home and tested it out and that's how I found out that cinch uses a particular type of coil, with something called a 2:1 pitch. The machine I got uses that same 2:1 coil.

The box of coils? Not a single one fit. They were all 3:1 pitch.

Now I had coils and a machine that did not want to work with each other. As I looked more into it, I realized that the booklets I needed to bind would not work with the bigger 2:1 pitch, the diameter of the binding wire would be too large for the 5-8 page booklets I needed to bind.
I looked for low budget 3:1 machines, but the lower end were maybe at the same range as the cinch, but some could go up to the hundreds or thousands of dollars. Wild. I kept my eye out on FB marketplace and found one that was being sold for $20, and knowing that it wouldn't be top of the line and also knowing it would probably be good enough for my purposes, I got it. I also picked up some 2:1 coils for the bind it alla machine, and plan to bind my child artwork that they want to hold on to.

P2
I am at the end of the hardest two years of intellectual preparation with an absurdly ridiculously hard training program. I spent too long thinking I needed a new planner to help myself prepare mentally for this upcoming gauntlet, and after watching jibun techo videos, realizing I barely use my planners as it is and that we are halfway through the year, I found a solution for my novelty seeking self. I found these study sheets inspired by the Japanese study planners, and used my binding machine to make it.

I made a mini planner! Mini because it is an eight week planner for preparing for my oral/practical exams and finishing my assignments.

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I'm weaving at Lilies!
#ah#that looks amazing. foldable loom? never considered rigid heddle something portable at longer widths
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The Wedding Night




absolute mood killer: your father having to help your husband undress you
#of all things#i would spend hours trying to untangle before asking for help#thats the fiber artists in me
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