AnarchistArtificer

Spicy is one of my favourite words that's taken on a new word sense in a slang context. It's so versatile.

Like OP, I also learned about Gödel's incompleteness theorems and was struck with a sense of profundity despite not having the mathematical grounding to come to any meaningful conclusions from this. Unlike OP, I don't ramble about the things I don't really understand.

(I do, however, ramble about protein structure and biochemistry, which is very cool, and also my jam)

Nice, I love a good battle jacket

I really like being able to do basic tailoring. Like, I grew up surrounded by media that made me view my body as flawed because of all the ways it deviated from the norm. The combo of broad shoulders and big boobs made it impossible to find fitting clothes that weren't a tent on me. Being able to modify garments that I find, and repair the few items that fit me perfectly has been a big confidence boost.

Missing out on seeing this stuff on social media is probably for the best - a lot of craft content on social media tends to be very "influencer" shaped, where the goal is to make beautiful things look effortless, and that can be demoralising when it's all you see.

Thanks for not deleting your comment

Ah, gravity, my arch nemesis (I have a disability that makes me fall over a lot. I also have boobs)

A few years ago, I read about how Mary Molony was an Irish Suffragette who disrupted a speech Winston Churchill was giving in Dundee by ringing a bell every time he tried to speak. She wanted him to apologise for remarks he had made about the women's suffrage movement.

I remember when I read this, it reeked of something awesome that you find online that's actually false (the story was shared on social media via a captioned photo with no sources), so I went digging for a proper source to check. I found some newspaper articles from 1908 and I learned that this event did happen, but also that people fucking hated Molony for this. There was a lot of "see, this is why everyone hates the Suffragettes". (Sorry for saying this and then not sourcing)

It makes sense that people would be salty - Churchill was an asshole, but also a great orator, so I can see why one might be disappointed in missing the chance to see him speak, but I was shocked at the level of vitriol aimed at Molony and other Suffragettes from the time. Until this I hadn't realised just how unpopular they were at the time. It's drastically changed my perspective on protests and public perception.

I wish you well for whatever remains of recovering from the illness, it sounds like you've had a rough time.

I love the word "Epochalypse", from the wiki page you linked

Pro tip, next time you shave your legs, change your bedsheets. Freshly shaved legs on fresh bedsheets feels divine. Also, make sure you exfoliate

Source: I'm a cis woman who started out shaving my legs because expectations, then didn't for a while because fuck the patriarchy, then started shaving legs again, for myself rather than expectations.

Yeah, that's how I use it too. Like sometimes, I feel like the cards are calling me out, but it's actually just me calling myself out.

It reminds me of how I give great advice to my friends that I may not always follow myself. Tarot feels like a way of getting distance between me, the advice giver, and me, the dumbass who desperately needs to follow the advice

I can really relate. My mood tanks everytime I see a reminder of the holidays. I used to have a friend who was also estranged from his family, and we'd be grumpy arseholes together over Christmas.