Poppies are fantastic for planting along the edges of a veggie patch at this time of year. They like the cold, don’t take up much space and bees fucking love them. These guys opened up overnight and there are already a bunch of bees floating around them. Hopefully they can work their magic on the broadbeans which are still doing JACK SHIT.
Urgh. This little cold I’ve had for the last week and the dry winter has gotten the best of me. I was sitting in bed reading last night and got a blood nose in one nostril. This morning the other. My nose is snotty and I really need to blow it but every time I do it triggers another blood nose 😫
Except when you’re sitting in the chair getting the haircut and the horrible overhead lighting makes you uglier than you ever have been in your entire life.
I got my hair done today as well. Speaking from experience.
Look, I get the point you’re trying to make here, Seagoon, but that’s not what I’m getting at. My work, my research, the organisations and individuals I work for and with are about making known the human consequences of nuclear weapons and nuclear testing. Not just the victims in japan, but the Marshallese from Bikini Atoll, the First Nations displaced because of British testing in Maralinga and Emu Fields, the downwinders of Utah, the Kazakh of the Semipalatinsk Test Site. The people who, if they survived the bombing or the test, are still living with the consequences. Nuclear weapons are created and wielded by those countries with money and power and they’re the ones who control the narratives around it, the stories were told about them, not the survivors, even though it’s their story to tell. They’re the only ones who truely understand it. My worries about the film were that it was going to be a bunch of nuclear propaganda, that fed the false narrative that nuclear deterrence is the only way forward, and I was pleasantly wrong. Forgive me if I’m touchy on the subject but at 90 seconds til midnight I don’t find these kinds of comments helpful.
The trailer was quite deceptive. The trailers made it look like war propaganda, which is was not (not entirely anyway, and not in the way I was expecting). There were still a lot of inaccuracies that were conveniently glossed over, but as dumblederp said, it’s for entertainment purposes, you can’t expect 100% accuracy
We are in the cinema about to see Oppenheimer. I’m very nervous. I have spent the entire day translating the account of a doctor who spent the days following the bomb treating the victims so I am in a very biased mindset, I know. But god I hope this is done well. A group of colleagues and people I put out a private and public plea to Nolan and Atlas entertainment to include epilogue text in the film and acknowledge the plight of the hibakusha and the downwinders and the Marshallese and all the other global hibakusha. They were ignored. Urgh Urgh Urgh. I’m trying to not be pessimistic.
In my car waiting to head in for this official event. Dilemma. I need to do a poop really badly, but I don’t think I’d ever get over the mortification of doing a poo in a diplomats house. I would, however, like the experience of pooing in a house that costs at least $15,000,000. The toilet alone probably costs more than my car.
I had to (well, chose to) wear heels into work today because I have an official thing to do straight after to do with diplomats so I need to look professional. As I was leaving the house I thought about packing flats or slides or slippers to wear under my desk or just around our floor, but couldn’t be bothered carrying something else into work.
And let me tell you that I’ve never regretted a decision so much in my life.
I was always against the idea of diamonds, but mr Omoikiri thinks we’d best have something we can hawk in case the internet goes down and/or we have a zombie apocalypse and everything goes to shit.
This is the biggest compliment of them all. I always read ‘ladies, make sure you have a manicure in case you get proposed to’ and when I was trying to take a photo of it this morning I thought ‘damn. I really should take better care of my nails/had a manicure’
This is my go to reference for the concept of domestication in my translation classes. The reference well and truely dates me though. Students are getting it less and less as the years go by
So I know I always call him Mr. Omoikiri but that’s just for ease because he’s my human and he has been for a long time and we always knew we were stuck with each other for forever. But I guess he really is (soon to be) mr. Omoikiri now
That’s so great! Both for you and your colleague. Hopefully the written warning is enough to scare them into not doing whatever it was your boss was so strung out over. Good for you for handling it so well :)
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So jealous. I cannot get coriander to do its thing for me. It just dies on me.