weeaboo hipster trash living in the Frigid Northern Wastelands of the US
If food waste is a concern, I wonder if US-style leftover culture will spread, except I don’t know how that might impact disposable container consumption.
Personally I’m okay with slice of life stuff. It’s about the experience rather than the plot, but I get it if that’s not your jam.
I want a picture rail so it’s easy to hang all them things.
Given my extremely ambiguous feelings about some of my uncles, I dunno that it always means that much.
My problem is that I would end up more unfitted granny-hippie than punk. Just wear shit inspired by hanfu, caftans, and elastic waist pants. Me and my muumuu don’t need no tailor.
I have mixed feelings about this because it often ends up meaning that people feel entitled to free female labor. What do I get out of this village, huh? Do I at least get a casserole?
So many deadbeat dudes who finally got served divorce papers just turn around and snag another woman to dump all the domestic labor onto.
Man, assuming they have the money, indigenous tribes also in the US could do some amazing solarpunk shit. Renewable energy like this, rewilding and traditional sustainable land management, maybe even guaranteed housing in a communal setting. But they have a hard time getting the feds to give them the funding for the treaty-mandated healthcare shit as it is.
Black Forager, whom I mostly follow on F-book.
I got into solarpunk mostly because I’m too butch for cottagecore, but I might be too granny to satisfy the punk requirements. I wanna stay on my couch and knit, you guys, I’m so tired.
Strawberries is top of my list of things to start when I’m in a better situation to garden. Gotdamn squirrels got em when I tried before, and the maintenance guys just kicked over the barren-looking pots (tried to garden on the communal stoop since I don’t have a balcony or private patio, did not work).
This is the kind of thing I think about to get the useful bits out of the “touch grass” meme.
Unfortunately I’m not very good at it and time isn’t real until the stores put out the commercialized holiday crap: It’s only really summer when the 4th of July kitsch is put out on the shelves. It sucks and I want to be better about it.
I’m ready to defend my girl KonMari.
The TL;DR of this article is that KonMari method doesn’t work for the author. Author feels defensive about her collection of sentimental items and wants more advice about organizing than KonMari offers.
Maybe this book isn’t helpful for some people. That’s okay. Doesn’t mean you need to do clickbait libel to my girl with “debunk.”
maybe too this will offset all my Kindle recommendations from the trash romance novels I borrowed via Kindle on my library’s ebook app. I don’t actually want to purchase trash romance novels, thank you, just trash slice-of-life isekai manga
As ironic as it is to purchase yon library-economy-promoting book, our comrades still need that cash money to function in real life. And this indie ebook is significant cheaper than the last mainstream ebook I bought.
lol, even better
Crisis averted, my dude pulled the other cat bed out of the hall closet. But why was it in the hall closet?
Yeah, the sticky thing is that money is a useful, often convenient social construct, but I am not educated enough to know if it’s possible to effectively uncouple it from the baggage of capitalism.
Like how marriage can be a useful legal construct, buuuuuuut most of that is about property rights, and originates from when women WERE the property to be regulated. :/
Entirely possible I’m misremembering something I read for class as far as housekeepers, but chances are strong that he sent out his laundry, because laundry was heavy work.
He at least borrowed female labor from Emmerson if he didn’t hire himself. What was he gonna do, wash his own underwear?
(Glances at AO3 stories left un-updated for 2 years. Glances away as if I didn’t see that.)