hello small feathered things i am a baby elephant it is nice to meet you may we shake noses?
Whiskey. Whiskey would make this better.
When I get overwhelmed I wear my coursebooks as very distinguished hats.
I just really want the university to delay everything due to bad weather again tomorrow so I don’t have to have my final at 8 fucking AM.
In studying for my norse mythology final I’m realizing that I swear a lot while taking notes, apparently. It provides little, informational gems like: “Sigurd is a fucking Burgundian. The fuck?”
Volund (also known as Weland, or Wayland) is one of the weirdest/coolest characters in Norse mythology. He is described as the Best of Men, so he’s human. But he’s also both the the Lord, and Prince of Elves, so he is also an elf? Plus he has webbed feet and can, apparently, fly.
A boy and a girl run around on the grass at the park. The boy tackles the girl. The girl laughs. She gets up and runs away. She loves to run. He chases, she turns and they grab each other, tumble and land in a pile, giggling. After a few minutes, he tackles her again and she lands a bit hard. She is bigger and physical, but he more than holds his own in roughhousing. She pauses for a second. Then she laughs again; she’s still having fun.
Dad gets his attention, and says, “If she’s not having fun, you have to stop.”
He is two. He needs to hear this now, and so does she. And again, and again, and again, so that like wearing a helmet on the bike it is ingrained.
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Parents, siblings, carers, cousins, teachers, tutors, mentors, aunts, uncles, etc, of young children: we have a chance to mold the gender relations of the future.