the first avenger: dr. erskine said that the serum wouldn’t just affect my muscles, it would affect my cells. create a protective system of regeneration and healing.
age of ultron: thor establishes that steve is not mortal.
endgame: we’re just gonna ignore all of that, and make steve old af to shock the audience, even though it doesn’t make sense that steve would age at all, let alone at the same rate as a non-enhanced human, because what happened in previous movies is meaningless.
that’s some good tea right there
Steve is hiding behind a nearby tree and trying not to laugh as the old guy he paid gives Sam the shield
Instruments are so expensive. I should get them for free for being annoying.
“You just let me take this home, no questions asked, and I won’t play it in your garden at three in the morning, okay? Decline my generous offer, however, and I will make your life a living hell.”
Eight-hundred dollars for a new keytar? No, thank you. I should just be allowed to have it, I think. I don’t have to justify myself to you.
Obviously, I’m partially joking, but like… The fact that instruments are so obscenely inaccessible is a big problem for me.
The amount of friends I had in high school who dropped orchestra or band because they couldn’t afford to rent their instruments anymore? Gross!
The amount of kids who give up on music because their cheap ass instruments sound like shit and they think it’s a lack of talent? Gross!
I’m privileged enough to have people in my life with money who have given me accordions and cellos and keytars to dick around on, but like.
You can pry my ukuleles and melodicas and stylophones and venovas and shitty, ancient, duct-taped-together Casios from my cold, dead hands. “Oh, they’re quirky funnyman instruments.” Fuck you. They’re cheap, fun, and easy to learn.
A kid learning “All Star” on a fuckin’ thumb piano or whatever is still a kid getting into music. If that teenage girl wants to pluck out Twenty-One Pilot’s entire discography on her First Act ukulele from Walmart, that’s wonderful. I can play the Tetris theme on this $40 children’s accordion, and I fully intend to make that everyone else’s problem.
And you’re an elitist dickbag who under no circumstances cares about music if you think that doesn’t rule.
being an adult and buying your own shit is so weird i don’t understand why anything is proced the way it is. why did my tattoo cost 8 toothpastes? why does a pair of socks cost a sandwich but a fancy dinner costs a whole jacket? why is book the same cost as 2 bag frozen vegetables? nothing makes sense i just wanna steal.
So my therapist has been helping me get to grips with my ADHD, and also the concept that I’m not shit at being an adult, I just can’t do things the way everyone has always told me to do them. Like every single “organize your life” books have always left me wanting to cry with frustration, and after I got hold of a copy of Organizing Solutions for People with ADHD by Susan Pinsky I realized that was because they primarily focus on “aesthetic” over “function”. And the function of most standard “organize your life books” is to “make things look Show Home Perfect”.
So the standard “hide all your unsightly things by doing xyz” may look nice for the first week or so, but by the end of the week it’ll look like a tornado made of pure inhuman frustration ripped through the house as I try to find the fucking advil.
To give you an example of the kind of hell I’ve been fumbling my way through the last 20 odd years: dishes will be washed and left in the drying wrack but never put away. Which means I can’t wash more dishes, which means dishes pile up, which means I can’t make food, which means I don’t eat, which means my CFS gets worse, which means I don’t have the energy to put the dishes away, and so on so forth until I have a meltdown, cry to ETD (who also likely has ADHD but has never had it confirmed) about how I can’t cope with life, and then we fix it for a while, but inevitably end up back at square one within about a week.
Pinsky’s solution to this was “remove an obstacle between you and your goal, if that means taking all the doors off your kitchen cabinets to make things easier, so be it.”
And lemme tell you, fucking revolutionary.
Laundry never ends up in the hamper??? why???? is it a closed hamper??? Remove the lid.
Throw it out the window.Clothes are now miraculously finding their way into the hamper??? Rejoice????
Mail ends up spread out over every available flat surface? Put a sorting station right where your mail arrives. Put a shredder or “junk” basket under it. Shred or dump the junk immediately. Realize you only actually have two real letters that need attention, feel less overwhelmed, pay your bills on time.
Like I’m not saying this book is miraculous, but it did help me realize that I was effectively torturing myself by trying to conform to certain ideals of “perfect house keeping”, and presenting a certain image rather than just allowing myself to live in my space as effectively as possible. And why? Why was I doing that? Cause people with different lives and capabilities are perceived as the norm? Fuck that. If this was a physical problem I wouldn’t be forcing myself to conform to an ableist standard, so why am I doing it with this?
My lived space will never look a certain way, and that’s okay. It will never look show home perfect, and that’s okay. It will likely always be cluttered and eclectic where nothing matches, and that’s okay. Sometimes I will have odd socks on because sorting them out required too much mental energy, and that’s okay. Actually fuck sorting socks, just buy all your socks in the same color. Problem solved. Boring sure, but also one less thing to do, which means more time to hyper fixate on fun things. Which really, what else is my life for if not to write screeds and screeds of vampire shit posts, I ask you.
Additional rec: If y'all are having trouble w organization, you might find clutterbug on YouTube helpful. She’s one of those mom youtubers whose entire channel is dedicated to cleaning and organizing (one of my fave genres of YouTube videos) and she has a quiz on her website you can take that tells you the kind of “bug” you are and the organization styles associated with each one. P sure she has adhd herself and talks about it in some of her vids, but I think definitely anyone struggling with organization can learn something from her. She’s recommended the taking doors off of things and other helpful tips.
She talks a lot about systems that work for different people n how much visual clutter they prefer and whether they’re better suited to micro-organization or macro-organization and I think it’s been helpful for me to understand myself better (and sometimes you can have one style for certain parts of your life and another style for different parts which seems obvious but was helpful for me to understand). She talks a lot also about how everyone in her family has different styles and how she manages them and I think that could be beneficial too for people who don’t live alone and may get frustrated with one another in that department.
I don’t know who needs to hear this but just put your meds on whatever you use as a bedside table (windowsill? Headboard? Sideways milk crate? Whatever).
Sure “normal” grownup people keep their ugly prescription bottles hidden in a medicine cabinet or on the counter in the bathroom or whatever.
Fuck that. If i forget to take my meds before bed now I’ve got them there within arm’s reach, along with my bedtime cup of coffee that i no longer feel shame about because it’s a liquid i can use to take my pills and I’m more likely to get a fresh cup of coffee each night than i am to refill my water glass when it’s empty.
Prescription compliance is at an all time high and I don’t give a fuck if my bedside table looks messy.
CW warning for Clutterbug - her latest video is about how she got gastric bypass surgery for weight loss.