todo tada here we go again

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okay, clearly the defenders of all that is cissexist (including, to my sorrow because I was quite fond of his work on Supernatural, Jim Beaver; hence this post) are out in force. note to self, until further notice delete all Facebook notifications that come from a user I do not know.

oh hey I should boost the signal on this

gingerschnapps is hosting a [mental health] Downswing Party! Come talk about your brainweasels, things that make you happy, things you hope will make other people happy, or pretty much anything you like!

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I am interested in people's reactions to this quote from Eli Clare's Exile & Pride, essay entitled "Freaks and Queers":

I think about language. I often call nondisabled people able-bodied, or when I'm feeling confrontational, temporarily able-bodied. But if I call myself disabled in order to describe how the ableist world treats me as a person with cerebral palsy, then shouldn't I call nondisabled people enabled? That word locates the condition of being disabled, not in the nondisabled body, but in the world's reaction to that body. This is not a semantic game.

(PSA for anyone who wants to read the essay: ableist language left right and center. For purposes of critiquing same—like, the R word is followed by the sentence "I learned early that words could bruise a body"—but still present.)

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Gah. Speaking of fonts, what font is this book in? Because it has capital Q looking like 2 and then it capitalizes the Q in 'Queer' over and over. It's otherwise perfectly legible, but I should not have to stop every couple of lines and go "wait that is not a two".

Aha. Thank you, braggy end-of-book notes from typesetters: "This book was set in Hoefler and the Fell Types." Never heard of, but shall now steer clear.

(no, I never did get the hang of cursive capital Q, why do you ask?)

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"What relationships do you see between [Eli] Clare['s Exile and Pride] and Foucault['s introduction to A History of Sexuality Volume I]?"

NONE. IT'S FOUCAULT. FOUCAULT IS FUCKING IMPENETRABLE.

...why do I never seem capable of puns when I want to pun.

tmi?

I think I have a wisdom tooth coming in.

Mom's like "...Tylenol? Whiskey? Wait, you're not really a whiskey person..." Um, thanks, real helpful?

(owww.)

ETA: No whiskey to be found in the house. Even though Mom swears she is still in possession of the bottle her parents gave her when I was first teething. Brandy worked. Did the rinse-and-spit thing and it hurts much less now. Also glugged eight ounces of apple cider, because ye gods brandy is nasty.

I am however no longer sure the problem is actually the tooth. Poking at the sore spot with my tongue leads me to the conclusion that the sore spot is the inside of the cheek above the tooth.

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okay brain, we have converted much todo into tada, can we have relaxing fun time now?

*eyes Captive Genders guiltily, even though that is totally next week's reading*

...or we can shower and bed, that probably works too.

todo tada for Sunday, 'cause it worked fabulously Saturday

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