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My grandpa plays a single game, and he plays it well. Three different phones, three different accounts, and all skill. He has an entire tactic and an entire addiction—it’s MONOPOLY GO
Your average swedish garden soil: so bad not even the most stubborn swedish 18th century farmer would attempt to grow crops there
So i was reading up on gardening outdoors in sweden, and found an amusing popular science article that explained that the absolute majority of swedish homes are built on the land that literal swedish 18th century farmers deemed impossible to grow crops on.
(This is no considence, sweden has very little land that can grow crops. Therefore it has been avoided at all cost to place houses on land that could grow crops. Even farmers would do this when they placed their homes.)
Anyway, the article therefore dryly points out that trying to grow some carrots in your average swedish villa garden, can therefore be almost impossible if one just plant them in the existing soil.
It had this little helpful diagram in how to transplant better soil, and then make that soil be able to support crops for many years to come
(This was a diagram over year one. The potatoes are there as a part of making the soil be able to next year support other crops. But one can also eat the potatoes, as the article writer points out haha)
My mom, talking about the nephew: You know, it doesn’t seem like the food doctor is helping him eat. They may want to take him to an autism specialist and see if they can rule that out.
Me: That…isn’t a bad idea.
My mom: It’s so weird though. No one else in the family is like that.
Me, having not told my family about my diagnosis from several years ago or the fact that I was suspicious and researching for fifteen years before that because I don’t know how to open that can of worms: Um….
Me, also looking at what I suspect is my extremely undiagnosed dad: …well…
Me, also also looking at my brother, who was referred to be tested for ADHD by his 1st grade teacher, but who never was tested due to my parents having a severely limited understanding of ADHD at the time, and my sister, who’s about as suspicious about autism as I was: …hhmmm.
hellooo your posts about living with your parents right now are reminding me so strongly about a summer i had to spend with mine. i got through it and i am so certain you will too!! hope you find some joy during this transitional period <3 <3 <3
ugh thanks i’ll be fine there’s lots of sources of joy and they are not nearly as bad as i make them seem i just have to get my melodramatic teenage angst out a lil lmao
At one point, I was clipping my fingernails when a severed nail dislodged just so, with such force and velocity, that it ended up becimjng lodged inside of an apparently gaping pore in my forhead. And in that moment I realized that, however unlikely it may be, it was indeed possible to lose an eye clipping fingernails let alone those on your toes.
I then concluded that at some point it becomes probable that someone will lose an eye in the process, and thus at some point it becomes inevitable. Furthermore Susan, I suspect someone out there, and perhaps a quite a number of people, already have. That said, to put a bow on this, I close my eyes when I clip my fingernails.
listen there really was just something about how in the book, snow’s 3-page descent from hesitant lover boy to deluded psychopath happens entirely in his mind. lucy gray gives him no indication whatsoever that she suspects him, that she’s going to leave or betray him. he’s just sitting quietly in the cabin waiting for her to return when that seed of calculated suspicion, which he has needed to survive the capitol, takes a hold of him and chokes the life out of any goodness left inside him. it really drives home your terror as a reader that “oh my god did he kill her? did she escape? what happened to her? why would he even think that?” in a way that when the movie had to adjust for visualization it lost some of that holy shit this guy has lost it emphasis.
Personally, it's always a bit wild to me to see commentators interact with the Hunger Games franchise as if Collins were writing science fiction stories instead of essays with faces. She's just not that interested in fleshing out side characters or digging into the details of the worldbuilding. These characters are concepts and symbols before they're people. There's an almost mathematical precision to who and what she explores and how deeply she does it. This is a step or two away from pure allegory. If she were writing a couple of centuries ago, she'd have named her characters things like Innocence and Anger and Watch-Carefully-Your-Soul-Lest-Ye-Be-Damned, but since she's writing for modern audiences, she has to settle for puns and allusions. If she has another essay to write, she'll assign some faces to it; she's not going to look into backstories or other eras just for the sake of storytelling, and it's not a failing as a writer that she doesn't.