listen. aging into your thirties rocks. yes your joints get a little creaky. yes you can’t sleep in a pretzel on the floor anymore after a concert or a convention. and you lose some friends. but the thing is that you sort out who your real friends are and you sort out who you really are. and you get to see your friends settling into careers they like, and adopt new dogs and cats, and you find a job you can stand, and get really good at arts and crafts, and maybe that book you loved as a kid gets a movie deal and it doesn’t suck, and you learn to like new food and bake your own bread, and you realize that the great portfolio of self harm scars you all used to curate are going white with age and not updated, and half your friends are a different gender now and so much happier and maybe you are too, and you know who you are, and that it’s a journey and not a revelation. it’s a direction you’re headed, and you’re enjoying the trip.
reaching your 30′s rocks. and i’m hearing good things about what comes next, too.
i am looking into your eyes, i am holding your hand. i absolutely promise.
if you can just live long enough, your soul will build your body into a home. you will live there and you will find a way to be at peace. it’s worth the time and it’s worth the work. i promise.
#this post was *not* queued to ensure proper timing because it felt like bad luck to schedule a post like this in advance #we are coming to you live from shortly after midnight on November 14th #it’s my 30th birthday #and I am thrilled to have made it to this milestone #despite all of the everything‚ I have survived #(I…don’t super *expect* my early thirties to be a turning point for a lot of the stuff described?) #(they’ve been happening for a while) #(my left knee went creaky in January 2022) #(around March 2021 I started gradually losing the ability to comfortably lie down without increasingly unreasonable amounts of cushioning) #((I have now replaced my mattress with a springless one and am up to five pillows and sleep on top of a doubled-up comforter)) #((I don’t think I can do much to shore up my couch though)) #(ditched a *lot* of toxic friendships over the course of 2015) #I’ve had quite enough of entities that might pee on the carpet when I’m not looking #but I *am* hoping to adopt a bunch of houseplants #(hypoallergenic ones obvs) #and I could see myself having a pet fish again someday‚ in some more prosperous time #I know who I am #but knowing what your home *would* look like if you built one isn’t the same as having it #(though TBF I *am* an even more kickass cyborg now than I was ten years ago‚ which I *very* much appreciate) #and I sure do want a job I can stand #…I can’t say I exactly *believe* this post‚ deep down #I’ve known too many people in their late thirties who were still barely surviving #and for that matter too many people whose *thirties* were great and then everything fell apart in their *forties* #but we shall see #as one of the meshnet projects used to say: #deus nolens exitus #birthdays #tag rambles #aging cw?
I need. Adult sized playgrounds. I did rock climbing for a bit until I got injured and chalk gives me sensory ick anyway, I did trampolining as a kid, but that’s not enough really its not the same its too Sports coded. I need to go to a big softplay and run around with my friends and get into social bonding fights with other people there. I need to go play on the swings. I think it would be good for society generally if there wasn’t a cutoff age on Going To Play on the proprioceptive stimming machines and hurtling benevolently and haphazardly into things. Running around used to be so Fun. I don’t wanna do rock climbing again even a fraction as much as I want a jungle gym yken? I don’t wanna swim laps I wanna play on the big floating inflatable obstacle courses and go down the flumes and it’s much harder to do that as an adult
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#…yeah that’s a good point #I guess I do have child-passing privilege in this regard #I played on a public swingset‚ like‚ last year #and they do let me on bouncy castles #people who can’t pass for 13 should get to have that too #this post was queued because my to-reblog list is too long and I didn’t want to dump it on you all at once #this probably deserves some warning tag but I am not sure what #aging cw?
We got in a transport today from our rural shelter partners (history: pups abandoned on person’s property) and one was a 9 week old puppy with “a swollen face and unable to use his legs.” They thought she was sick with something.
The face is because she is a shar-pei mix
Though I admit she does look like she ate a spicy sky raisin, but she’s been like this for a week. It’s just her face.
The legs however…
I palpated one limb and felt a very thickened, broken femur, and on the other the femur as a whole had gone walkabout so I thought dislocated.
Vet agreed with me so we took rads.
I mean, that left leg is *technically* not dislocated. Technically. The break on the right is so old there’s nothing we can do.
Puppy is going to foster for a month to build muscle in the right leg to, and I quote my vet, “to give her a leg to stand on” since we will be amputating the left.
Also, how long do you think it will take the algorithm to incorrectly flag this?
Her body is actually already working at removing it via a process called remodeling. That’s why it has a more ‘ghostly’ appearance than the new femur that she built. In a few more months it will be gone entirely.
A collection of my favorite tags on this fabulous little creature and what a good job she did with her three (3) femurs.
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#dogs #fun with loopholes #body horror #animal abuse cw? #aging cw? #anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #(”isnt this what happened w the tenth doctor”) #this post was queued because my to-reblog list is too long and I didn’t want to dump it on you all at once
#yeah what he said #time #Frozen #this probably deserves some warning tag but I am not sure what #aging cw? #this post was queued because my to-reblog list is too long and I didn’t want to dump it on you all at once
#I didn’t actually laugh aloud but it still amused me enough to reblog #…things move so fast huh #we haven’t bought any more game consoles since getting a Wii‚ so it still kind of feels new to me #similar deal with Kinect except we’ve never actually had one #death tw? #aging cw? #Space Warlord Organ Trading Simulator
#I know what this is *trying* to say but it is saying something very different #it’s *trying* to make a statement about underestimation and foundations and the importance of ordinary things #but what it comes across as is something about the importance of experience and mentorship #the information in you can remain useful even if your body has given out to the point you can no longer make use of the info *directly* #even if you can’t use this key *in its own right* you can use it as a guide to how to make a functioning copy #in fact you can use *this image* as a guide to how to make a functioning copy #ceci n’est pas *encore* une clé #(remember folks‚ treat images of your keys with as much caution as you’d treat the keys themselves) #(you do not hand them out to just anybody) #art #keys #aging cw? #tag rambles
Brinens and Things 