youneedacat:

Seriously, it’s much nicer to get anon love than anon hate, but I keep thinking “crap people will think I’m actively encouraging people to think of me as this amazing person, and I’m not" or "how do I deserve this?" or "I can’t be as nice as people think I am" or other things like that. Sometimes…

Reblogging to note that - this is generally true for me as well, but I have also noticed the TYPE of compliment matters.

I am a lot more comfortable with compliments about things I have *done* vs. things that (people have the impression) I *am*.

E.g., if someone says “you’re an amazing person!” I will feel super squirrely and weird for a while. But if they tell me “that painting you did is awesome!” I will feel mostly happy (but slightly worried they might just be humoring me, which I guess is garden-variety lack of confidence).

I just learned how…

…to access the roof of my work building. With a screwdriver.

I am inordinately excited about this. :p

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It reminds me of the “bike to work” movement. That is also portrayed as white, but in my city more than half of the people on bike are not white. I was once talking to a white activist who was photographing “bike commuters” and had only pictures of white people with the occasional “Black professional” I asked her why she didn’t photograph the delivery people, construction workers etc. … ie. the Black and [Latin@] and Asian people… and she mumbled something about trying to “improve the image of biking” then admitted that she didn’t really see them as part of the “green movement” since they “probably have no choice” –

I was so mad I wanted to quit working on the project she and I were collaborating on.

So, in the same way when people in a poor neighborhood grow food in their yards … it’s just being poor– but when white people do it they are saving the earth or something.

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— comment left on the Racialious blog post “Sustainable Food & Privilege: Why is Green always White (and Male and Upper-Class)” (via meggannn)

Anecdata: I used to bike everywhere, when I was in college. I didn’t have a choice: I can’t drive for disability-related reasons, and the buses didn’t always match up with my class and work schedules. And I remember people used to frequently tell me how they admired my dedication to “green transportation”. That right there? Was white privilege, most likely.

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The phrase “cat furniture” has no meaning in my house. It’s ALL cat furniture. :)

The phrase “cat furniture” has no meaning in my house. It’s ALL cat furniture. :)

Like there’s something in the air

chavisory:

feliscorvus:

musicalandacademicblunderings:

karalianne:

chavisory:

feliscorvus:

Today is giving off a weird vibe (for lack of better terminology). No clue how to explain it but I hope it doesn’t mean anything bad. :/

"What’s with today, today?”

I had a weird day, too.  Not foreboding, just frustrating. :P

My husband and I both felt kind of strange today. Like just… not quite right.

I also felt off today. Interesting that I’m by far not the only one…

I actually feel quite a bit better now. But work was weird (a colleague I really like and who ‘gets’ me announced they were leaving to focus on their startup, which is awesome for them but scary too) and then the bus ride home was weird (different people-patterning and movements than usual somehow) and my partner started a new and fairly intense job today and the weather felt all funky and like it might storm, only it didn’t. So it was lots of little things building up but sometimes when that happens some part of my brain wonders if it’s like…an echo of something larger. If that makes any sense.

Yessss.  The “echo of something larger” sense.

I don’t know if I hate it or love it.

YES. It’d depend on what the something-larger was, I guess.

(I’m going to get a little weirder here than I normally do in public, but I’m guessing at least some people reading this will be able to make sense of it.)

What it feels like is…reality somehow “jumped out of a rut”. Or underwent a sudden growth spurt. Or something like that.

Like there were a bunch of patterns repeating to the point where I was taking them for granted, and now I can’t do that, and my brain is going “whoah, hold on a sec…”. 

But on some level I’m aware that *this is a thing that happens*. It’s part of the passage of time and part of being embedded in human history. 

Like there’s something in the air

musicalandacademicblunderings:

karalianne:

chavisory:

feliscorvus:

Today is giving off a weird vibe (for lack of better terminology). No clue how to explain it but I hope it doesn’t mean anything bad. :/

"What’s with today, today?”

I had a weird day, too.  Not foreboding, just frustrating. :P

My husband and I both felt kind of strange today. Like just… not quite right.

I also felt off today. Interesting that I’m by far not the only one…

I actually feel quite a bit better now. But work was weird (a colleague I really like and who ‘gets’ me announced they were leaving to focus on their startup, which is awesome for them but scary too) and then the bus ride home was weird (different people-patterning and movements than usual somehow) and my partner started a new and fairly intense job today and the weather felt all funky and like it might storm, only it didn’t. So it was lots of little things building up but sometimes when that happens some part of my brain wonders if it’s like…an echo of something larger. If that makes any sense.

Like there’s something in the air

Today is giving off a weird vibe (for lack of better terminology). No clue how to explain it but I hope it doesn’t mean anything bad. :/

canvaspaintings:

Sweet CALICO Kitty Cat Windowsil Flowers Art 10”x8” signed PRINT of Original unique Stained Glass Style by karenmccantsart (12.95 USD) http://ift.tt/1yYJdhd


Ooh. I want there to be actual stained glass of this!

canvaspaintings:

Sweet CALICO Kitty Cat Windowsil Flowers Art 10”x8” signed PRINT of Original unique Stained Glass Style by karenmccantsart (12.95 USD) http://ift.tt/1yYJdhd

Ooh. I want there to be actual stained glass of this!

(via ajax-daughter-of-telamon)

Anonymous said: Is staring at lights for hours at a time a thing? I'm just curious because I saw you mention ceiling fans and I do that with anything that moves in a circular fashion. I also watch fire in the same way. Or any bright lights, so long as they're not flashing.

youneedacat:

Yep it’s a thing.  Most things like that are things.  Watching things that spin is a very common thing, too.

Watching flashing lights can also be a thing for some of us. I don’t like the flicker of fluorescent lights at all, but as a kid/teenager I was absolutely fascinated by strobe lights. My friend used to have to bodily drag me away from staring at them (at middle school dances, etc.) so I wouldn’t get walked into or stepped on, because I would just sit or stand there totally entranced otherwise.

1 minute of Cora (amazing adventure cat!) being Cora. She was intensely making biscuits on my leg and sort of snuggling and inspecting the lovely blanket youneedacat made for my house. :D