So I was explaining my gender-fluidity to my grandmother
- Me: So sometimes I'm a boy, but sometimes I'm a girl.
- Grandma: I have enough idiot granddaughters already
- Grandma: But I also have enough idiot grandsons, so having an idiot who isn't really either one is kind of refreshing.
- *then later*
- My mom: Alex, can you come pick up these LEGOs?
- Me: Yeah... *doesn't move at all*
- Grandma: Katie, go pick up the LEGOs
- Me: Yeah, alright *goes to pick up LEGOs*
- Grandma: See, you addressed the boy, but I addressed the girl. Boys are lazy, girls get crap done.
WOW PERFECT GIFSET FOR MY SITUATION THIS MORNING. BOOM. BIRDS WHY DO YOU NOT LET US SLEEP???
FUCKING BIRD WAKES ME UP WHY LIKE SERIOUSLY WHAT THE HELL WHY DOES A FUCKING BIRD JUST BALANCE ON AN IMPOSSIBLE LEDGE FROM A WINDOW SCREEN HALFWAY UP A WINDOW AND THEN PROCEED TO TAP THE SHIT OUTTA SAID WINDOW??? BIRD, THE ONLY ONE OF YOUR KIND I WOULD NOT MIND WAKING ME UP VIA EXCESSIVE TAPPING AT 5 FUCKING 30 AM IS A HOGWARTS OWL.
so yesterday i got home from my best friend’s birthday party and thirty seconds later my sister comes into my room and asks me if i can keep a secret and i said it depends and she pulled a fucking cat out from behind her back and i was like “i think we can keep this between us”
his name is peanut and hes this country’s most precious secret
well now 171 people know about this you had one job
I’ve got a little something in my eye
#PLEASE;GIVE ME DORKY DEAN TRYING TO MAKE IT LESS BAD FOR SAMMY #GIVE ME DEAN JOKING #GIVE ME DEAN MAKING DUMB JOKES ABOUT ”OOOH ITS REALLY SUNNY OUTSIDE BETTER PUT ON MY SHADES” //flish #”SAMMY I BETCHA YOU CAN SEE YOURSELF IN MY EYES” #”CAS LOOK I CAN DO ONE AT A TIME NOW” //blink blink blink #”EY SAM I THINK I CAN DO MORSE CODE NOW” #”SAMMY LOOK” (via heysammy)
listen when guys layer shirts like this
that’s actually all it takes once that happens i don’t even need to hear him speak i don’t care what kind of music he likes or how he feels about obama or how many potential stds he has just give me that shirt on a guy and the next scene in our lives will be a wedding i am the definition of easy i just need some layered fabrics
I did this once and it was the only time a girl ever complimented me on my outfit
This is also immensely attractive on girls as well. Pretty much anyone in layers is 110% more aesthetically pleasing. I don’t know what evolutionary quirk made it so, but THANK GOD FOR IT!
he never said ‘no’
Cobra Bubbles. SHIELD Agent. The end.
I don’t picture Cobra Bubbles being just any SHIELD Agent. I picture him being Nick Fury before he lost his eye and before he became Director. Cobra Bubbles was his code name while undercover.
Nick Fury’s code name would absolutely be Cobra Bubbles. No one will convince me otherwise.
Let’s not forget the scene where one of his sunglass lenses pops out.
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Me getting ‘officially diagnosed’ with ADHD after asking my psychiatrist if it was a possibility: “ADHD, huh? Oh, okay. Let me look up the diagnosis for that. Oh, here’s a one and a half page checklist of possible symptoms. Why don’t you fill that out? Oh, yeah, you ticked ‘yes’ or ‘probably’ to most of them? Well, I guess you’ve got ADHD, then. Hold on a second, let me google which medication I should be prescribing you.”
Me ‘self-diagnosing’ myself with autism, and having my psychiatrist tell me that I ‘shouldn’t worry so much about labels’: Talking to multiple people with autism about their own experiences, taking multiple online tests and getting a positive on all of them, reading message boards and blog posts and articles written by and for autistic people, finding the section on autism in my university library and reading or at least skimming through well over a dozen books on the subject, making detailed explanatory lists of the ways that my own behaviours matched up with various versions of the diagnostic criteria, recalling the way I identify strongly with characters many autistic people consider to be autistic, stimming a whole lot from the stress of thinking about it all, finally recognizing my stimming for what it was, remembering the two or three separate instances in my life when an autistic person (unprompted) asked me if I was on the spectrum), carefully considering my personal history and experiences over the entirety of my life, and coming to the conclusion slowly over the period of a number of weeks.
So can we please stop acting like psychiatrists know everything and anyone who self-diagnoses does it on a foolish whim with zero thought put into it?
Seriously you know how I was (mis)diagnosed with schizophrenia?
My shrink, who had never met me before, went down the DSM criteria and asked me to give him examples of how each one applied to me. He didn’t even ask whether they applied, he just asked me to give him examples. Given the way I communicated at that age, I didn’t stand a chance of saying “No, this doesn’t apply.” And he wouldn’t have given me a chance either. (He skipped the part of the criteria where you have to say that various other conditions don’t apply, of course, because they knew damn well I fulfilled the criteria for some of those other conditions.)
There is no way that doing that is a better way of figuring out if you have something, than the research people put into self-diagnosis most of the time. I mean both can be right and both can be wrong but come on people. (And the idea that being wrong about yourself is such a horrible horrible thing, too, what’s up with that?)
"…carefully considering my personal history and experiences over the entirety of my life, and coming to the conclusion slowly over the period of a number of
It was about 2 years between between starting to realize it was a distinct possibility and admitting to another person that I even thought it could be true. It was another four years of self-searching and ruling out other possibilities before I went to get an official confirmation. Granted I’ve taken the longest of practically anyone I know. But I know no one who self-identifies as autistic, who either took one online quiz, or read one article, and went “Oh hey I’m autistic!” Although those things often provide the spark of recognition to look deeper.
(Are there a non-zero number of people who have done that? Probably. But having met not a single solitary one of them, I’m skeptical that this is some kind of epidemic of uninformed self-diagnosis going on.)
But everyone I know has gone through some kind of intensive process ranging from weeks to years long in order to fully accept that this is the only frame of reference in which their life makes sense. Because the stigma against autism and the stigma against self-diagnosis are both actually still really high.
(And I’ve also been professionally misdiagnosed with other things based on a single checklist, if even that.)
My psychiatrist told me I wasn’t depressed because I didn’t meet all the criteria listed on the Wikipedia page.
I was given meds that screwed with my head for over a year after being diagnosed with depression that I didn’t and still don’t suffer from. Having non typical reactions to loss is a perfectly normal thing for people who have Aspergers -like I do have- to do. I had that diagnosis revoked, but a paperwork mishap when changing therapists saw me diagnosed with depression. Again. And I wasn’t able to get that taken off.
Guaranteed basic income to every citizen, whether or not they are employed to ensure their survival and that they live in a dignified, humane way, preventing poverty, illness, homelessness, reducing crime, encouraging higher education and learning vocations as well as helping society become more prosperous as a whole.
Wow. Forget raising the minimum wage. This is much much better idea.
The minimum wage could actually drop if we had basic income.
But Americans would never go for it. Miserably slogging through 12 hour days and having businesses open 24/7 is too engrained in our culture.
"BUT WHERE WILL THE GOVERNMENT GET THE MONEY?" screamed Joe Schmoe, slamming a meaty fist onto the table and getting mouth-froth all over the front of his greying tank top. "You libt*rds all think money grows on TREES!! HAHA!"
"But where will people get the incentive to work?!" Mindy Bindy cried, flapping her hands in front of her face. She’d had a fear of the unemployed lollygagging about ever since she was a child and her mother told her to be afraid of the unemployed lollygagging about. "You think people should get paid for nothing? I work hard for my money!”
"But who will serve me?" grumbled Marty McMoneybags. "Who will make me feel important? Who will do my laundry and cook my food and stand in front of me wearing a plastic smile while I take out all my stress—because I do have a lot of stress, you know, being this rich is stressful—on them?” He paused and straightened out the piles of hundred dollar bills on the desk in front of him, then raised his two watery, outraged eyes up to the Heavens. “Lord, if there are no poor people, how will I know that I’m rich??”
I laughed. This is perfect! Well said!
The thing is, while I’m sure you could scrape up a few people who’d be willing to just float by on a guaranteed minimum income? For most people the choice to work would be a no-brainer. “Hmmm. I can get by on 33k a year, or I can take that part time job and make 48k… enough to move to a better apartment, maybe take the family on vacation. Sold.” Hell, most people would want to work simply because it gives one a sense of dignity and something to do with one’s time. (Speaking as someone who’s been unemployed, on extended sick leave, etc. in her time, the boredom and sense of isolation that comes with not having a job is almost as bad as the humiliation of having to depend on other people for one’s survival.)
And with this system, part-time jobs and “non-skilled” jobs would be much more readily available because nobody would need to work two or three jobs just to stay afloat!
Which would ALSO mean that employers and customers couldn’t shamelessly exploit employees the way they can today, because if losing a job weren’t necessarily a financial disaster, more people would be willing to walk out on jobs where they weren’t being treated with dignity.
And if this also applies to students (and it should) then student loans would become much less of a problem, and fewer people would flunk out of school because of having to juggle studies and work.
Far fewer people would be forced to stay with abusive partners, parents or roommates because they couldn’t afford to move out.
And the thing is, all those people who suddenly had money? They’d be spending it. They’d be getting all the stuff they can’t afford now - new clothes, books, toys, locally-produced food, car repairs - and with each purchase money would flow BACK to the government, because VAT, also income tax.
The unemployed and/or disabled wouldn’t need special support any more - which would also mean the government could fire however many admins who are currently engaged in humiliating - *cough* making sure those people aren’t getting money they don’t deserve. Same for medical benefits and pensions. And I’m no legal scholar, but I somehow imagine less financial desperation would lead to less petty crime, and hence less need for police and security everywhere?
TL;DR Doomie thinks this is a good idea, laughs at those who protest.
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They tried something like this out in Canada as a sort of social experiment, called Mincome. What they found was that, on the whole, people continued to work about as much as they did before. Only new mothers and teenagers worked substantially less hours.
But wait, there’s more. Because parents were spending just a little more time at home and involved with their families, test scores increased. Because teens didn’t have to work to support their families, drop-out rates decreased. Crime rates, hospital visits, psychiatric hospitalizations and domestic abuse rates all dropped, as well. More adults pursued higher education. Those who continued to work reported more job flexibility and more opportunity to choose employment they preferred.
Basically, now you can go prove to your asshole family members that society won’t collapse without poor people for you to feel better than.
The first 5 people who reblog this: I will draw them as anime characters with wings, a mermaid tail, horns, ears and a tail, etc… whatever they want. I will add their URL too and tag them in it. I will message them for details if they are one of the five who reblog this.
I’m gonna reblog this every day till someone does it.
If you submit me one ill probably cry and love you
Submit some applications pls and thank you
someone do this rn RN
If someone ever submitted this to me, I will bake you cookies I swear aw
WHY IS IT STORMING IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE SUNNY TODAY?! I suffered through a day of sweltering heat for the rain to come JUST AS IT STARTS COOLING OFF. I call bullshit.
Today’s Gender of the day is: those nameless but delicious strawberry candies
My physical therapist has these in a bowl at the reception desk, and every time I go in I grab one on the way out, so for Christmas last year I brought in a bag to replace the ones I took, but the receptionist had a bag of them for me and it was the weirdest thing ever. We just traded bags awkwardly. XD
Today is not my day. I have writers block, and while weeding this morning I discovered the black widows I thought I was rid of are not, in fact, gone, but alive and well.
My bounty for today: 2 yellow cherry tomatoes and a baby carrot. I am a master gardener. Totally. XD