part of the reason marx’s analysis that workers are compensated for the time it takes to produce and reproduce themselves is so brutal is that the weekend feels like just enough time to get back on my feet, but before i can start stretching out and pursuing my own interests, i’m knocked down again
and frustratingly, it instrumentalizes my so called “free time”. i couldn’t tell you why, but my entire life i have been deeply preoccupied with having autonomously determined free time; i have been and continue to be profoundly disquieted by its absence.
listening to her is actually incredibly emotionally for me. there are vanishingly few times in my life where i have felt understood in this way and able to resonate with someone's experiences and emotions on the particular dimensions she discusses. i am so appreciative.
this is actually a wholly inadequate passage for the contextual significance i'm experiencing but if i use my own words it would be offensively inapt to dotes' mode of impressionistic presentation
you're a super thick half black russian goth girl living in japan that pins me up against a wall and whispers "я использую Gentoo GNU/Linux" in my ear, thereby convincing me that i'm not a tough guy and rather a beta bitch
yeah, which is honestly impressive considering we actually host this customer’s servers and they’re basically down the hall. but between filezilla through citrix, nested vpns, etc….