oh yeah it’s not really an issue, it just made me realize i had no desire to adapt to the immutable way of doing things after looking into fixes (since a buncha scripts explicitly call bash instead of sh)
also this is a bizarre anecdote but the first time i ever installed linux i tried and failed to setup nixpkg as my primary package manager for some reason
just finished and it touches on a lot of the points tangential to the blog post i just made (thanks for fantastically fitting recommendation!). i'm going to need some time to digest, critically reflect, and apply it
the principle example of “showing more skin” i had in mind was wearing a t-shirt, so i’m not sure how slutty that is. but phrasing it that way certainly confirms i am extremely stupid :>
girls with body image issues that exclusively wear baggy sweatshirts putting on something normal instead: i'm usually fat but wow look how cute and skinny i am!
i tell myself (and genuinely believe) that i just like wearing comfy clothes, but the issue is that "comfy" is not a pre-political concept. part of the reason an article of clothing counts as comfy for me is that it acts as a barrier for my skin from itself and my skin from the world around me.
it's bad and i'm embarrassed. it basically doesn't address anything despite dawdling for so long. i was just determined to actually put it out there once i had the idea this morning. thanks for understanding chat
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