most important thing i’ve learned this week is that you can use creme fraiche instead of yogurt in pancakes, but the pancakes will be denser, dramatically golden in color, and brown in an uneven way rather than uniformly across the surface of the pancake (the latter at least is presumably because of the higher fat content? since it looked similar to the effect of adding extra oil to the pan)
jesus what fucking platform are you all even planning to move to that allows like, reblog levels of interaction/content curation+ actually seeing people write things/journal + tracking individual users, because that is what tumblr is for imo and like…what else…..does that
twitter is the worst website in the world and i only care about things that are more than three sentences. pillowfort is a poorly constructed piece of string that says “don’t fight hate with hate :)” on it and costs real human money. no one has gone on dreamwidth in twenty years
if people are Leaving Tumblr or whatever i may need to acquire some kind of intensive therapy to get over the fact that 70% of my brain’s social activity/empathy stimulation is going to be gone. i am going to have to fill the hole in my seeing-other-people-think needs by systematically reading the entire archives of Blogger, or becoming a high school teacher, or moving to the woods and cultivating intense levels of empathy for the day-to-day experiences of the garden toad
your age + the day you were born x the month you were born
the total is your pokedex number
mine is Marowak
it’s possible that i like tumblr because i really like seeing other people’s thoughts and how they think and feel about things. this is also why i will read like 300 pages of an unknown person’s longform personal-and-knitting blog from like 2014. this is also why i hate facebook, because everyone on there is so annoying and doing weird uninterpretable heterosexual status games instead of perfectly logical and transparent gay status games, so i wouldn’t be able to figure out what they’re like even if they weren’t unbearably annoying
anyway that wasn’t the point of this post. the point is that every time i reach the last place i read on my dash i get really lonely
yesterday i was downtown with my family and we saw one of my mom’s fourth grade students climb up on a giant planter on michigan avenue and do extremely rapid fortnite dancing while various adults tried to get him to come back down
children are good, actually
unnervingly i’ve started just occasionally… wandering out into traffic…
i never used to do this but this year i’ve started sometimes just being so fixated on something i’m thinking about that i hit a crosswalk and just keep going without checking, for instance: the light. if there is a car right there and it is going very fast.
must a sport be entertaining to watch? 