July 2012
55 posts
Affection in RL and Internet
In real life… I hardly ever offer to hug anyone, unless I’m arriving or leaving. I’ll lean companionably, or do conversational touching of fingertips on hands/arms/knees to make a point (depending on positions while conversing), but I’m not actually crazy affectionate.
On the internet… when I see someone sad or wistful or lonely or worried, I will often type virtual hugs, cuddles, snuggles, and a variety of other affectionate type things. I can’t remember if I did that when internet interaction was more… um. Full-sentence structured (less tumblr and twitter and more mu* oriented where the text base was kinda like the chat windows in MMORPGS where you can /me etc). I suspect I probably did, a bit.
But still. I wonder why I hesitate in real life (and occasionally on blogs, where I can remind myself I don’t actually know the person - it’s not completely a true dialogue/interaction), and not on say Twitter. The people who would prefer not to be touched, the people who would take advantage of those who are overly affectionate, the people who judge… they are still on the internet. Some are still very vocal. I haven’t lost my sense of how to read a room in real life. Why do I do this on the internet? Am I actually incredibly affectionate? Or is it that I cannot show reactive emotions with my face, and thus use affectionate verbs to try to relay facial reactions via text?
Listening to my boys drift off to sleep is soothing. Not enough to cure my insomnia, but still soothing.
T is finally breathing evenly, and Domino has stopped snuffling and sucking his tongue in his early sleep to be simply breathing. My foot is on top of the covers near him, and he’s wrapped a paw around my toes - and now relaxed his grip. It’s weird but comforting, like a pile of family in one bed, or rather, is.
Just wish I could sleep, too.
You can be body-positive and still have preferences.
You can be a feminist and still love men.
You can be sex-positive without being interested in casual sex.
People seem to forget that the core principle of all of these is as simple as not being an asshole.
OKAY TUMBLR. IT'S TIME TO SETTLE THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL.
Reblog this if you pronounce “.gif” as “GIF.”
NOT JIF,
GIF.
And here is the link for the opposite.
WE SHALL SEE WHICH ONE PREVAILS.
Democrats introduce bill to raise minimum wage to $9.80 →
dailykos.com
More than 100 House Democrats introduced a bill Thursday to raise the minimum wage. Rep. George Miller’s proposed legislation would raise the minimum wage to $9.80 over three years, 85 cents per year, then link it to inflation, so that raising it wouldn’t have to be a giant political fight every few years. Tipped workers, who haven’t seen their $2.13 minimum wage increased since 1991, would get 85 cent raises until the tipped minimum was 70 percent of the full minimum wage.
If you work at the current minimum wage for 40 hours a week, 52 weeks a year, with no time off at all, the $15,080 you earn puts you $50 below the poverty threshold for a family of two. That—and the fact that many minimum wage employers keep workers at part-time levels—is why so many working people are forced to rely on the Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program and Medicaid and other aid programs. It shouldn’t be controversial to say that if you work, you shouldn’t be poor. But to today’s Republican Party, that counts as a radical statement.
Something else the GOP will probably filibuster.
It will be interesting to see of this goes through, it’s necessary but given my current job it’s going to be something I will hear about to an annoying level. We will see.
I would like to see this go through , particularly the tipped worker minimum wage.
I had a good dinner out last night with a friend. I ate food I knew was bad for me, in the sense that it was pretty much all fried. It tasted REALLY good. I drank beer. It actually tasted good (partly because it was cold and had an orange in it).
Then, I went and watched the last half of the city league game my sweetheart was refereeing. A nice Jamaican lady was wandering through the park and sat down to watch with me. I liked her. Turns out, she’s a musician. I need to remember to look at her website, even though reggae is something I got overexposed to at one point, so instead of relaxing me, it makes me want to smash things.
We got home and eventually, my tummy started aching a lot. I took some Alka-Seltzer, which usually works… but didn’t. So now it’s 2pm and I’m sitting her, looking at a pretty bland and harmless sandwich wrap, kind of scared to eat it.
*sigh*
Mmmmm. Potatoes.
If you think about it potatoes don’t really get all that much credit
they’re fucking awesome
this one thing here
can be made into:
different variations of fries
regular,
curly,
waffle.
It can be made into chips
or ruffly
you can make hashbrowns with it
even a salad
add some fuckin cheese to those potatoes
you can have it sliced and diced
or baked
you can make tater tots
hell you can even eat the skin
or just have little potato nuggets
thank u potatoes
