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
lmao texted my dad like “heyyy did u remember to buy mom the earrings i specifically picked out and sent you a link to a month ago [because you always pick out weird earrings for her bc u still don’t know her taste, and i happened to come across a really nice pair]” and he was like “um. i don’t recall. when did you send this? did i buy them right then? if not probably not. i really don’t remember.”
and like……………… she doesn’t, strictly speaking, care, except inasmuch as she 1. is constantly losing her earrings as she loses all objects and 2. wants to feel cared for, but like. dude. i did all the legwork for you here. a month ago i did this to give you time to order them and have them delivered. my friend. buddy. my moderately cherished pal. do this one thing, for your wife, who you have driven insane with your inability to access normal human emotions,
while we’re here, did you know that one time gore vidal took tennessee williams skeet shooting with (then senator) john f. kennedy. when jfk stepped forward for his turn to shoot, williams whispered an aside to vidal admiring jfk’s ass. vidal told williams that he shouldn’t cruise the next president of the united states, and the remark was then repeated to jfk, who responded with, “now that’s very exciting!” (this is apparently documented on multiple vidal-related websites)
there really is no way to describe that Gay Sadness™ when you hear your family being homo/transphobic
it’s such a fucking wakeup call on how i am in a bubble and my own imaginary world where its okay and normal to be gay, and then reality hits you in the face
my little brother is applying to colleges this year and of the ones he’s applied to he’s been accepted to all 7 that he’s heard back from so far, all with direct admissions to the graphic design programs he wants, multiple with honors college spots/scholarships as well– these are really good schools too, basically all the major midwest public schools w/ art programs (so far he most likes msu and uiuc and u of m where he just got admitted today, and we could definitely afford uiuc at least) and i just–
god, i’m so proud of him, he deserves this! he works really hard, he’s a really talented artist, he has had a miserable past three years and been horribly chronically ill and had to deal with a whole bunch of awful shit from my parents, way more than i ever did tbh, and i’m just so glad that he’s going to get to go to college somewhere he likes and study what he loves. he’s a really good person, and i love him so much, and sometimes things work out! sometimes a situation is just uncomplicatedly good and you get to watch someone you love succeed at something they care about.
must a sport be entertaining to watch? 