Notices by elilla&, arm trans women :nkogun: (elilla@transmom.love), page 2

as a wild gardener who's spent years planting native plants while being creeped out by the way the discourse on invasive plants exactly mirrors xenophobic talking points, I have a whole bunch of thoughts to share on Clare Follmann's new book "Scapegoat: What the invasive species story gets wrong". unfortunately I have ADHD so I forgot where I was going with this. anyway I'm recommending the book. if you don't want to read a whole-ass book you can also listen to this podcast episode interviewing the author then pretend you read it, it's basically the same thing
https://www.liveliketheworldisdying.com/clare-follmann-on-scapegoat-what-the-invasive-species-story-gets-wrong/

kinds of hetero relationship that are holy: himejoshi.

the two met in the yuri fandom and consume manga obsessively, often reading it together aloud to one another, sharing recs etc. the guy is not an egg and calm in his identity. every time the girl talks about a girl crush she has or an ambiguously flirty moment with a gal pal, her boyfriend is squaling inside and incentivising her to have a fully private romantic life away from him. (also works in the other direction for hetero yaoi couple)

on the front of "how to survive winter with plant-based clothing", I've made a happy accidental discovery the other day: layering long skirts over pants is weirdly warm, even if the pieces involved are the kind of thin breezy linen meant for summer. like thick padded linen for winter would be amazingly functional but it's also super expensive, when you find cheap pieces in the aftermarket it's always thin, linen has sadly become associated with summer in Western Europe.

but it's better than cotton also for winter because of not staying wet forever (which is bad both for inner wear due to sweat, and when a winter rain drizzles you icily). and now I found out that thanks to this air cushion (?) effect, even a couple summer pieces is warm enough to endure autumn at least—fully elasthane- and polyester-free.

I'll admit loose pants under a skirt isn't the best of looks but given ecological and functional properties, I'm trying to grow used to it or make it into a thing:

did you know? cats have scent glands in their paws. when they scratch furniture they go for contrast, for where the marks are really visible, so they can signal their territory with both visuals and scent. so when a catgirl scratches you she's broadcasting that you belong to her

que mundo esse que eu, anarquista, tou acordando cedo pra viajar sem bilhete domingo pra ir votar no fodendo lula, enquanto os liberais médios estão ain político é tudo igual nem vale a pena tanto faz

going to sleep 00:30 because went to gym with the daughter. worth it 👍️

daughter: "I wanna do some arm stuff before we go! because I think that it would be cool to have strong arms and 👉️👈️ "

haha it didn't take her long. I was the same I got into powerlifting with the noble goals of more strength to punch nazis with and more functional power in daily life etc. but as soon as my muscles started getting visible I was like, wow muscular women are so pretty what if I was muscular women thooo

both her and me are still primarily motivated by the desire to be strong, though. the desire to be strong seems to have come into her out of the blue, from my point of view—she was never the kind to like sports or martial arts or anything. but I'm happy I get to share with her all the little things I learned about powerlifting.

she's falling into her groove by now so I have more time to work on my own muscles, rather than coaching. today I lifted some actual iron—did 60kg backsquat ATG (5 reps) which for the body I have right now was a real challenge, got jelly legs afterwards. and 80kg deadlifts (5 reps no drop) was also as far as I dared. hopefully I'll reach my old PRs in no time, but I'm taking it easy this time around to avoid burning out again. it's fairly different being a mother-daughter activity tho

(at the Hbf eatery) daughter: "I guess some people would say it's contradictory to eat something unhealthy like fries right after gym, but I say we deserve a treat…"

me: "oh those people are worried with like, aesthetics. fat loss and whatnot. we're not in this to lose fat we're powerlifters, we want more power. fat does nothing bad for us, in fact if we lose too much of it we get weak. we literally need more calories, like, protein yes, but also just basic carbon for your body to build muscles with. we don't stop eating things, we just add more things—protein shake when we arrive home, that kinda thing. but we eat more, grow more, lift more, build more strength—this is about being bigger, taking space, about being more."

daughter: (thoughtfully internalising that gym life can be like this too)

HEA que brioche é brier "quebrar" + -oche, como em fantoche ou deboche.

sim eu pensei a mesma coisa: "brier" parece mais "break" que quebrar, qualé a dos franceses antigos tão falando germânico pra aparecer? pois exatamente, é da língua franca, *brekan. a gente na verdade tem um cognato também, que pegamos dos godos: brigar, de *brikan.

brigoche :thonking:

este pensamento devido ao fato que estávamos sem pão em casa e eu fui comprar pão e a marca de pão de forma que eu compro aqui na alemanha lançou agora brioche vegano, que me deu a oportunidade de trazer ele pra casa tipo "não tem pão? pois que comam brioches! brioches, ahahahaha!" que é uma citação de uma história da Magali que eu li quando criança quando ela tá sendo mais e mais ridica até deixar as outras crianças com fome, e começa a ter flashbacks da vida passada na qual ela foi a Maria Antonieta

@apropriagui foi aonde aprendi pela primeira vez a citação da Maria Antonieta (que no fim nem era da Maria Antonieta, mas na cultura popular é). um monte de cultura a gente aprende assim enquanto criança né, indiretamente via paródias e inversões e piadas etc.

depois quando entrei na gringosfera e encontrei a versão anglo "let them eat cake" eu sempre fiquei tipo cake? que mané cake é brioche, ela disse let them eat brioche, que tipo de pessoa confunde cake com brioche gringos malucos, nunca viram um brioche não ← viu um brioche pela primeira vez tipo 15 anos depois de ler a palavra "brioche" na revista da Magali

pensando que Turma da Mônica é tão querida que os crente tudo nem se tocaram a quantidade de propaganda espiritista que tem nela

switches tend to get really yearny after they top someone so from my point of view* a switch is just an especially thirsty kind of bottom

* the top

sawing a huge, chunky piece of oak wood is so satisfying :blobcatmmm: I wish my job was to just saw huge chunky pieces of hardwood all day, every day. with manual saws only

no not carpenter or anything, I mean like, youtube influencer whose job is to look hot while doing it, like that one wood chopping axe lesbian

in fact I would be very into any profession whose main activity is to cut things. well not trees or meat obviously. cutting things but ethically. are they hiring for flock camera saw operator

girlfriend noting that me and both of my gfs, like my entire little happy polycule, are, in her words: "trans women, adhd, that crossed the atlantic about a decade ago to immigrate to germany, then transitioned here, having along the way spent ages studying Language/Humanities, then pivoted to a remote computer related job"

in media people are always dating their opposite personalities in some sort of complementarity aesthetics, and sure there are many other dimensions we could pick where we're opposite of one another, but still in real life I find out it's usually much easier to connect deeply to someone when you have a lot in common rather than "opposites attract".

then again I'm gay so I'm by definition attracted to the same :3

ah yes the two genders (lisdexamphetamine users and methylphenidate users)