you know words like “-core” and “-gate”? in both cases the second half of a compound word is reanalyzed as a productive suffix, for aesthetics and scandals respectively. is there a word for this?
nvm i found it, it’s called a libfix! other examples are -burger, -cation, -ageddon, -holic, and -athon
It really annoys me that skillshare makes the people it sponsors call it an “online learning community”, because like. As far as I can tell it is in no way a community. AFAIK It’s just a bunch of videos!
Side note but “mangaka wearing fun masks to interviews and fan events” seems to be a whole trend
Like, I love excuses to post that Hiromu Arakawa photo b/c FMA is my favorite and I enjoy her entire cow shtick:
but here’s Paru Itagaki (Beastars):
Gege Akutami (Jujutsu Kaisen):
Kohei Horikoshi (My Hero Academia):
and I’m not much of a weeb, these are just the ones people have told me about. Do comic artists do this in other countries? (I definitely would if I were in such a publicity and fan-driven business and I could get away with it)
idk but a bunch of amateur japanese musicians on youtube also do this
@rustingbridges oh neat! That reminds me, I think it’s also (or used to be) a big thing in the EDM scene – like Deadmau5 and other DJs I don’t remember names of (I know even less about EDM than I do about manga).
The most popularly mentioned symptom of hypersensitivity is thinking or feeling that things are polluted when they aren’t. But it’s not the only one. Many hypersensitives also have “obstructed melioration”, where – especially if something is actually polluted or actually has something on it – they are so paralyzed by their feelings of disgust that they can’t take actions to clean.
You can be diagnosed with some forms of hypersensitivity even if you never make a mistake on a test of pollution identification. If you can’t touch the dishes so you can’t wash the dishes; if you can’t stand the smell of dust so you never jack up the couch to sweep it up; if something spilled in your fridge last month and you haven’t been able to open it since then even though it was only ketchup at the time, so now it’s a mold ecosystem you’d need to go after with bleach? If you have a meltdown every time you visit the bathroom and spend two hours sitting there panicking and procrastinating on cleaning up because that would mean thinking about it? If you can’t wash your hands because you’d notice the slightly less clean water rinsing off them? If you haven’t shampooed in six weeks because whenever you wash your hair it accumulates in the drain catch and then you’d have to pick it out? If you have any trouble explaining what needs doing to a professional cleaner because the words taste bad? Then you’re (insofar as you can be diagnosed online) hypersensitive.
If something is so gross that you can’t clean it – not because there aren’t enough gloves and masks and chemicals, just because you can’t stand to think about it that hard, engage with the existence of a mess that needs to be cleaned up – then that’s hypersensitivity, and it’s a disability.
Anyway, how do you all feel about cleaning reds?
#unreality cw? #yet also‚ at the same time‚ very true #I think about this post every fucking time I flinch away from cleaning my fridge #(today’s reblog brought to you by my brother finally throwing out the ~month-old corn that was‚ in his words‚ “no longer yellow”) #(I soaked the bowl with lots of soap for a day or so and managed to clean it after that) #(…now I just need to clean the *other* moldy food container‚ currently sitting beside the sink with its lid on) #(……maybe I will wash the other dishes first)
Update:
About twelve days later, my brother came home with a takeout container from his workplace. He mentioned he was planning to recycle it once he was done with it, because “we already have enough containers”.
I proposed that we instead recycle the moldy one and wash the new one, and everyone with a stake in the matter agreed. (That is to say, I did not bother to ask Dad because I knew he wouldn’t care.)
All’s well that ends well.
(In my defence, I’ve been covering a *lot* of shifts at work the past few weeks (especially those couple weeks), and had a lot less time and skin-HP [link] for dishwashing than usual. At no point during those twelve days was I caught up on all other dishes.)
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#oh look an update #reply via reblog #(ish) #in which Brin has a food poisoning phobia #domesticity #in which Brin has a job #food #unsanitary cw #Amenta RP #unreality cw?
@rustingbridges replied: “how expired are expired filters anyway. what causes them to go bad”
I’m not sure.
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Some googling *suggests* that shelf lives for particulate filters are mostly a legal fiction, with a side of “the longer it sits around, the more opportunities for it to get physically damaged without you noticing”. Gas filters have a finite capacity to absorb gas which is eventually used up even just with normal traces of stuff in the air (I’ve noticed that the added nuisance-vapour filtration in my P100s stops working after 3 – 4 months of use), which vastly broadens the scope of possible “physical damage you didn’t notice” (a pinhole in the formerly-airtight packaging might do it). (Also gas filters fail open, so using a gas filter you falsely believed to have capacity left in it could severely fuck you over depending on how toxic the gas is.)
I wouldn’t want to bet my health on it, especially since 20 USD for [a primary set + a spare set] every few years is pretty cheap. But I think I’d take a ten-year-old P100 over a cloth mask, if those were my options.
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For disposables, the main problem seems to be the nosepiece and edging, which break down and deform over time and make it harder to seal the respirator properly.
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(For the record, I’ve been replacing my filters every four months or so when I can smell the ethylene or whatever the fuck it is stinking up the walk-in refrigerator at work (I assume nobody else has noticed it because for them it’s being drowned out by the particulate scents), but keeping all of the old filters in their original boxes (which have opening dates Sharpied on them) on a shelf in my bedroom. *Germs* don’t clog filters, but *smoke* does: if–and I would not be remotely surprised if this happens, with the way the world’s been going [link]–I find myself dealing with smoky air on a scale of months with a rickety-at-best supply chain, I may be glad to have those filters on hand.))
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