yvannairie | Entries tagged with the life and times of this nonsense

So, like, it's not lost on me that a lot of the current purity wank on the internet is due to it becoming more difficult maintaining proper boundaries with online "spaces" being so malleable these days, but I do, distinctly, remember being on-board with a lot of "anti" rhetoric when it was still about not making sexual comment in the tags/visible to the OP and maybe not reblogging certain content onto your NSFW blogs at all because engaging with someone's content sexually when that's not an explicitly agreed-upon thing is potentially violating a boundary that can be there for any number of reasons

and that being, like, fairly fucking uncontroversial, at least much less so than the whole thing about what content needs to be tagged and how,

but now people feel entirely comfortable adding snappy quips decrying people 'lewding' on wholesome content while reblogging things about it (that are, I might add, entirely nonsexual to begin with) or putting posts threatening "freaks" in the general tag of a family-friendly fandom without tagging NSFW and it's apparently not a violation of any kind of a boundary to do that because... you're saying the content is bad.

Like, I'm actually pretty late to pointing this out, I know there are people who have a hard boundary on people not bringing up CSEM/CSA in their tags that gets disrespected all the time because someone needs to perform some purity, but I finally got so personally tired of it, from reblogging robot content, that I actually made my first original post in months just to be like "fucking really????"

I can't even imagine how bad this situation is on Twitter.

How miserable do you have to be

to be making cringe compilations out of GDQ???

( Incoherent ranting about corporate incompetence )

"Here's my controversial opinion: the thing you just said you're annoyed when people rag on and misrepresent is actually bad."

Fucking-- came to that conclusion on your own did you?? Figured bringing up your negative feelings when I've just expressed annoyance at people shitting on the thing was a Brave Act Of Nobility did you??

Fucking god.

( Content warning: fandom wank, libel, discussions of OCD and paranoia )

I went into the kitchen to put the coffee on and grab food.

As I started to load the washing machine I realised the sink was too full to nicely fit the jug I use to fill the coffee maker, but only had my salad bowl and granita-making tools in it, which all only needed rinsing with water, not washing, so I opened the drying cupboard, and realised it was too full to fit either the salad bowl or the mixing bowl I used for granita, so I grabbed my previous salad bowl, intending to put it in the recycling

before realising I should just put on the coffee because the coffee will take longer than doing the dishes and eating combined, so I put the salad bowl back in the drying cupboard and moved the stuff in the sink out of the way enough to grab the jug and put the coffee maker on, and afterwards I took the chips I went to get in the first place and put them on the sidetable, emptied a full shelf off the drying cupboard, rinsed the salad bowl and the granita-making tools, wiped the counters

and then finally walked out with the plate of chips I took from the fridge earlier and as I write this I realised I never put the previous salad bowl in the recycling bin, and realising just how unnecessarily convoluted that whole process was in my head.

No wonder I'm tired all the goddamn time.

That feeling when you make an impromptu addition to something b/c the previous analysis annoys you somewhat and you just keep repeating "fandom is transformative and critique cannot be criticised the same way non-critique is criticised"

I am a better writer than this, right?

(I don't want to say my addition was bad, but.... yeah, it was actually kind of bad, I should be better than this.)

Me: We probably don't have ADHD, it's just the DDNOS and OCD comorbidity that makes me Feel certain ADHD Moods(tm)

Also me: *gets distracted by a reply I want to write and accidentally punches a bowl full of noodles so hard they go flying all over my kitchen counter*

The weather continues to be bad.

Which, like, fair enough, I'm already sick, too, so the pressure headache is the least of my problems, I'd just love to be able to get to work with my clothes still dry and my dignity intact, but the route I'm working is highly cursed and seems to have triggers for the worst imaginable weather along it (it's literally always raining on one of the uptown roads whenever I'm on it, I swear the clouds are following me around)

oh and I washed my clothes last night but of course none of them are dry yet, because of the precipitation.

The weather is nuts and I'm so very tired.

The struggle between wanting to put my stuff on Tumblr where it will reach a wider audience more easily and also being absolutely revolted by the idea of putting any effort or work into a site that has screwed its userbase over so thoroughly so many times.

Maybe I just need to learn to use a fork of Mastodon that doesn't have a character limit. My hatred of Twitter is still going strong and as a primarily text-based creator who doesn't write that much fic, the interplay of creating and commenting really did serve me well in the long run.

Or maybe I'm just going through a rough writer's patch and it'll all be fine in a few months. Who know.

This spring has been bad.

Look, I am all for minors sexually exploring online where "the back button is an instant safeword" and it's entirely acceptable and expected to have a persona you use to interface with your environment, my blogs are +16 with the caveat that if you're under 18 you should know better than to personally engage me on the sex stuff, and age-appropriate engagement with erotic content is absolutely a necessity for healthy psychosexual development

but, like

if you're doing that, not thinking about how it'll feel like for the adult you're interacting with to realise they've been sexually inappropriate with a minor (because they've been operating under the entirely reasonable conclusion that you aren't one)

then you're either not mature enough to be doing it, or kind of an asshole for not caring.

(And that is before we address the edge case of that unwitting adult maybe getting hit with an obscenity charge because someone decided to Make A Thing about it)

( entirely unnecessary opinions of a non-lesbian )

But again: I am not a lesbian. I just have Strong Opinions about visual design.

My friend just made me aware of a kind of word game people apparently play, where they bring up a thing but then it's wrong if you comment on that thing?

Say, I say in a conversation that I do something because of my OCD, but then magically someone talking to me shouldn't be allowed to refer back to my OCD? Like, unless I give explicit permission?

Is it just me or are the rules of conversation fucking weird as shit?

A fight broke out on a Discord server I'm on about the old hat of whether making metonymic comments about "The Straights" is bad praxis b/c it alienates potential allies and IDK what about it slammed me as hard as it did, but now I'm just all floppy and listless.

I'm just as tired of queer people arguing amongst themselves and not being able to express anger however they want as the next queer, but as a bisexual who's had their life straightwashed and who has been subjected to "straight-passing" and "monosexuality" biphobic discourse in the past, I understand the knee-jerk "would you stop it with the constant generalisation" kneejerk creation whenever someone starts doing it

and at the same time I see the demand for perfect rhetoric as the fragile defensiveness that it so often is, and I just wish people who have their feelings hurt by someone else's pain would find a place that isn't the conversation about those hurt feelings to discuss their own pain.

(And I wanted to write, too. Dammit.)

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Turns out Mobile Tumblr is unusable on my mobile unless I'm logged in :)

The New Garage Chronicles

New digs, same old bullshit.

Entries tagged with the life and times of this nonsense

Pot, kettle

I was blissfully ignorant until now

I hate my job!!! I love doing it but I hate it!

SUCH BRAVERY

Oh boy this turned into open venting

There had to be an easier path through that.

Gaaaah

Comorbi-disaster, more like

if weather=clear, spawn object (rain)

:/ :\

Good grief.

This really ain't even my problem....

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