Eight watched it with his ex Leigh when he fucked off to Madison, WI for eight months by mistake once, it was one of her favorite movies. Leigh was a hottttt mess, but she had great taste in movies for some reason, and Only Lovers is no exception. It’s a Jim Jarmusch film and every single goddamn frame is a work of art. I love movies and TV, Eight did not, so I remember Leigh having to practically beg, borrow, and steal to get him to watch it. It was worth it, though, and now it’s our favorite vampire movie. Well worth the watch, in my opinion.
Only Lovers Left Alive is available on Amazon Prime with a subscription for ten more days, watch it while you still can 💛
I am in a high school of all places, doing my best to act normal, and bored out of my goddamned dome. Please send memes, adrenaline straight to my bloodstream, and treats.
These prompts, have been going OFF lately. Here’s today’s.
What bores you?
Well, I am an AuDHDer, so, in short… Pretty much everything after a point, fortunately or unfortunately. My brain is hardwired for two things, as best I can determine, and those things are patterns and novelty, such that after I get used to something, I can tune it out. It can, in every meaningful way, cease to exist to me.
That skill has served me very well during situations where I was being actively abused – I would memorize my abusers to such a degree that I could work around them and they’d be all but nonexistent to me. In situations where I actually give a shit but things are just moving too damn slowly for my brain that processes shit at roughly the speed of the manhole we accidentally launched into space, it’s a helluva curse and I would rather die than be stuck in whatever situation I’m in waiting. Patience is not my strong suit. So I tend to live in my head a lot to pass the time.
The one consistent exception to this is when something pisses me the fuck off. Then it’s eternally interesting and it’ll get stuck in my head until I solve it. I cannot count the number of special interests I’ve gotten into because someone told me I couldn’t ever do them.
I am a contrarian little bitch who finds ways or fucking makes them…
Xavier used to always tell me before he died that you have to learn the rules to anything before you can break them. And this man was a certifiable genius across the board – brilliant cook, chaos programmer, astonishing writer, ruthless editor. I swear he did everything by his intuition, too, but only after learning the rules of a skill enough to break them.
Damn near everything I can do, I first learned to do from watching that contrarian bitch of a man do life. He was a wonderful, terrible, grumpy, hilarious, Renaissance master of multidisciplinary batshittery, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. And I had to fail my way forward first until I found a way to do things that worked for me.
And I will never stop learning about everything I can get my eternally bored hands on, learning rules, breaking them creatively, rinsing, repeating, and having a whole lot of fun while I do.
So please, experiment, fail your way forward, break new ground. This is how you learn and find ways to do things that work for you. But also learn from the masters. There’s nuance in everything. You don’t have to reinvent the wheel.
So. Posting from here (Tusky) did NOT break my site. Not only THAT, but it may be more convenient for me to use this in tandem with the standard editor AND my Friends plugin on WP or like. A Web browser client. Watch this space for further attractions as I scream into the void and reblog ALL THE THINGS!! HEHE!