Power Move: Cody Exclusively Referring To Jango As "the Rough Draft"

ALSJJDLAJF SO EXCITED TO SEE THE END RESULT

I need someone to draw this:

Odysseus, covered in blood, ragged and looks like death warmed over: *wearing a sash that says “most valid crashout” across it with Hermes/Athena bestowing a pageant crown upon him*

Optional skewered Poseidon in the background

draft dodging via intertwining yourself so heavily with the story that you cannot be removed without fundamentally altering it

stop haunting the narrative we need you in the War

“Help I realized I’m in love with my best friend!” says the person who sees their friend as their matching half, genuinely not understanding how they got through life without the other person and who would spend every moment with them given the chance

There’s something terribly poetic in the inevitability of events in EPIC. The choices Odysseus is given lead to no win situations. They aren’t really choices at all.

Kill a foe’s child or witness the death of your own. Sacrifice six men or sacrifice them all. Allow your crew to starve or watch as they slaughter sacred cattle.

Sacrifice your friends, your brothers, or give up your last chance at reaching home.

In the end, the result is always the same. He destroys himself

"Absolutely no one comes to save us but us."

Ismatu Gwendolyn, "you've been traumatized into hating reading (and it makes you easier to oppress)", from Threadings, on Substack [ID'd]

Honestly, knowing things about sewing and clothing construction is sometimes a curse I wish I wasn't suffering from.

So my textile hobby is embroidery. Right now, I am embroidering a shirt as a gift for a friend. For the shirt, I just needed something simple, plain, and pink - so I went to Target, because that was what was available to me, and somewhere I was pretty sure would have what I was looking for. It did, and I got a plain pink t-shirt for a not-bad price.

Here I am, a week later and almost done with my project, when I randomly glance down at the hem and feel my heart sink into my feet.

because what. the Fuck. is This???

This is one of the worst hems I have ever seen on a commercial garment in my entire life. If a single one of those threads gets cut, the whole bottom of the shirt is unraveling faster than the life of a college student who only just now realized their final was supposed to be a semester-long project. This is the kind of thing I would expect to see for someone who had to hand sew the hem, because I've rarely ever seen vertical hemming outside of handmade clothes. And looking at the inside, I was even more confused.

Because the inside looks normal? So what the hell happened to the outside?? This appears to be a vertical hemming stitch with a ladder back, which I have never seen before in my entire life.

Let's look at two other examples for comparison.

First, we have a normal cotton t-shirt from a few years ago:

This is a 2 needle flat lock stitch (6mm), the type of stitch I would expect to see. You might be able to snag the inside thread on something, but it wouldn't unravel the whole thing, and you'd have to take some seam rippers to get at the outside in any meaningful way.

Now let's look at something older:

This is the inside and outside of a vintage 50s top I bought about a year ago. Notice that there's no visible hem on the outside at all. The bottom is folded up into the inside, where one or two other layers of fabric are located in order to stitch it together. There's a row of single-needle lock stitching close to the bottom of the garment, with another single-needle row and a line of overlocked stitching just to top it all off. The only way this could be more secure is if it attended therapy and achieved self-actualization. This hem isn't going anywhere.

So where does this leave us? Well, it personally leaves me very upset about the state of the clothing industry. Yes, these tops all came at various price points, and have different levels of quality accordingly, but consumers should be able to buy clothes that won't immediately fall apart on them should a stiff breeze happed to blow past. If I had the time or the machinery, I would fix the hem myself, but I don't, and I am genuinely upset to have put hours upon hours of work onto a project with such a shitty canvas. And frankly, a little insulted.

Moral of the story: Check your seams people. You'll thank me when tugging on a single thread doesn't get you arrested for public indecency.

My princess with a disorder🥹

Also heres the full list of maladies by popular request

yeah sometimes things get really painful but have you considered that sometimes you're the hissing, starving cat in an alleyway and the world is the soothing shushing that coaxes you into the warmth because sometimes, you can't always see how the scary thing might be the thing that heals you

oh to live in only mildly interesting times