majestictortoise:

puttering around the house is an underrated form a self-care. make some tea or coffee. put on a podcast. sort the mail. tidy some pillows and fold some blankets. start the laundry. thaw some soup. just casually wander around aimlessly doing little things to make your space and life a little nicer. who cares if you get distracted or only do a little. you aren’t being productive. you’re puttering.

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title:

“What a wonderful next year it’s going to be. What fun we’ll have!”

An Affair to Remember (1957), After the Thin Man (1936),Carol (2015), Sunset Boulevard (1950), When Harry Met Sally… (1989), Penny Serenade (1941), The Holdovers (2023), Remember the Night (1940),Phantom Thread (2017), The Apartment (1960)

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concerningwolves:

reading about the history of the cochlear implant and i just found these incredible descriptions of ways that deaf people in the 1800s made assistive/alert devices for themselves.

first, an alternative to the doorbell:

We cut the bell away, attached a spring to the wire and to this another piece of wire, which had a block of wood fastened to one end and the whole was so contrived that the least pull of the bell handle at the door woudl send the block of wood with a dull, heavy, thud, to the floor of the room and the … vibration it caused never failed to attract our attention.

but the one that brought tears of laughter to my eyes was this alternative to an alarm clock:

We had one [alarm for waking deaf sleepers] in our house … for a long time and it always worked perfectly. The simplest is a cord attached to teh alarm wheel of a clock, passing from the drum to a point in the cieling over the head of the bed, where a small spring or trap is fixed with a little wire, upon which a pillow or cushion can be hung. The alarm being set at the desired hour, when it strikes, the drum winds up the cord and the pillow … drops upon the sleeper, who is aroused thereby.

deaf people (and other disabled people more broadly) have never been this miserable, helpless and inherently downtrodden group that hearing/abled society imagines. except when it comes to waking up on winter mornings. everyone, hearing or deaf, is miserable about this.

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biglawbear:

zedogica:

ok. i survived 25 years outside the international space station. who gives a shit

Technically most moss is outside the international space station

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phantastische-illustrationen:

‘Cinderella - And her godmother pointed to the finest of all with her wand’ from 'Edmund Dulac’s Picture Book for the Red Cross’, 1915 (Edmund Dulac)

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owlinaminor:

the legacy of the band t.A.T.u. is so wild in hindsight.  it feels like something I would’ve made up at a party to impress friends.  like what do you MEAN these two russian teenage girls pretended to be lesbians because their producer thought it would help them get popular, and they did have massive hit songs in english and russian, and they competed on eurovision and protested the iraq war, except turns out one or both of them was really homophobic the entire time??  oh and i found out about this band in middle school because of a redwall amv???

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puppygirldick:

Viktor Lyapkalo Artwork: ‘Blowing bubbles’ & 'Evening’ Painted 9 years apart.

Same woman

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hercorrupterofwords:

happy twelfth night everybody, remember to celebrate by: experiencing a shipwreck; crossdressing; entering a gay love triangle; duelling with swords; getting your identity horribly mistaken or just wearing some yellow stockings

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most-precious-garbage:

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thedownloey:

do u think the next season of heated rivalry will address the existence of gritty

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