Out of Touch
Out of Touch Thursday
OUT OF TOUCH THURSDAY
but im out of my head when you’re not around…
Last night I tried to get back into a months-old project, the ita jacket. I’m definitely in a stage of life where my work is hurried and messy IF it even gets done at all.
I sewed the single welt pockets while being interrupted literally every 30 seconds by everything under the sun and with a headache. They’re a far cry from my old standards of precision, and I don’t even have time to mourn or process that. T is hanging off my arm even as I attempt to type this whole five sentence post!
Just got an ask like, “Your blog isn’t what it used to be. Where are all the fun stories?” only they were way meaner about it, and listen. We have been in a global pandemic for two years. Anyone going out with their friends and making funny memories is getting their fucking ass beat until it’s concave. I’ve been at home trying not to get everyone killed. Do you want me to do weekly grocery store unboxings on Twitch? Because that’s all the content I’ve got, man. I’ve just been sitting here.
Me waiting for the frankie stein reboot doll to drop
People on tumblr are like “I’m handing all my mutuals a bowl of soup we are kissing with tongue we are the bestest of besties I am killing and dying for you” but sometimes me and the mutuals are posting completely different shit existing on the same blogging platform but really we’re just standing in the alley going “ayup” at each other like fucking king of the hill.
Idk about this one boys, Cookie Monster always refers to Cookie Monster’s self as “Cookie Monster”.
no he doesn’t. he refers to himself as “me.” elmo’s the one that talks in third person. that’s the joke. elmo doesn’t use pronouns and cookie monster is blue. how dare you assume i made this post and didnt know my fucking sesame street history. christ
His wife has filled the house with funko pops. to keep it real i fuck him on the floor.
last night like 4am I still couldn’t sleep so I wrote a song while tired as death. will probably take this down tomorrow when better judgement sets in.
If you projected more I would put this on my music library
please refer to mitski.bandcamp.com for songs where i am projecting more
im in love
oh! my face showed up on my dash
the japanese “-ne?” particle and the british slang term “innit” serve the same function
Standard English: It’s cold, isn’t it?
Japanese: Samui desu ne?
British: It’s fuckin’ freezin’, innit?
i have to do everything around here
i hate this cause i did japanese for like a year and this explains the use of the -ne particle WAYYYY better than my teachers ever did. it took me ages to comprehend what this post makes abundantly clear.
my teachers: its like a, a little rise at the end of a sentence, to show that you are seeking a response, while not warranting the -ka particle which would make it a proper question.
me: ok. i guess i get that??
this post: its like saying “innit?”
me: oh. oh no.
living in the suburbs is like mall. Movies. Mall again. Go to target. Go to gamestop. Back to the mall. Barnes and noble. Back to the mall. Chili’s. Back to the mall. Eat hot chip. Lie. And I’m SICK of it!!!!!
I’m sorry god please forgive me I would give anything to go to Barnes and noble and then dinner at Chili’s with a lava mountain cake please lord take me back I’ll never complain again
Not a day goes by that I don’t think of this post
For what it's worth, I thought you made some good points re: Encanto, and I'm saying this as someone who loves the movie. I wish more people realized that critiquing something doesn't automatically mean you dislike it.
Like it’s not a bad movie, and I vastly prefer it to Big Hero Six or the two Disney Sequels from the Revival era, and it was interesting enough to get me to watch it unlike Raya did. But yeah, I like it enough to invest energy discussing it lmao.
something about encanto feels .... empty to me. like it's The Right Sort of Feel Good. Like well written corporate packaging. Sure, the songs are cute, but the story didnt feel like it had any real meat. Just a string of events with a convenient climax.
I think, aside from being clumsy and insecure, Mirabel as a character didn’t have much to her lmao. Like everyone’s gifts were natural extensions of themselves, and I was sitting there wondering what Mirabel’s gift would have been outside of reaaaaaally loving her family. It’s sort of implied she’s skilled with sewing and she can play the acordian, but Mirabel really suffered from having her character not having anything that was HERS and only hers. She wasn’t allowed to be properly flawed or exist as a character outside of her family and I think that adds to things feeling hollow.
Again, it’s an issue of stuffing a 90 minute film with literally a dozen characters all vying for screen time. I really do think the writers and director should have focused on Mirabel’s character journey first and built around it rather than it being a massive ensemble piece where no one gets developed and all of the actual content is squeezed out via twitter and word of god replies.