They are very much closed. The light. Just seeps through them. It’s so weird. I’m sure else where in Vancouver is not so bright but I’m downtown (a block away from Davie street) so it’s just light pollution from the street lights and cars and other high rises and it’s driving me a bit mad.
I’m housesitting downtown. And it’s lovely, but. IT never gets dark enough for me to sleep. It’s just a permanent twilight of street lights. I just get a half zoned doze, but I haven’t really slept in a couple days. I don’t know how people live/sleep in the city. I’m halfway through though and Saturday I can go back to my own quiet, dark, wonderful bedroom.
i dont know what just happened but im glad this guy just found his happy place
If you feel the need to see me cry for nine hours straight just stick lord of the rings on.
I wanna make some pretty elf clothes, and dashing leather ranger outfits.
Have yourselves a
1) Make higher education worthless by redefining “skill” as a specific corporate contribution. Tell young people they have no skills.
2) With “skill” irrelevant, require experience. Make internship sole path to experience. Make internships unpaid, locking out all but rich.
3) End on the job training for entry level jobs. Educated told skills are irrelevant. Uneducated told they have no way to obtain skills.
4) As wealthy progress on professional career path, middle and lower class youth take service jobs to pay off massive educational debt.
5) Make these part-time jobs not “count” on resume. Hire on prestige, not skill or education. Punish those who need to work to survive.
6) Punish young people who never found any kind of work the hardest. Make them untouchables — unhireable.
7) Tell wealthy people they are “privileged” to be working 40 hrs/week for free. Don’t tell them what kind of “privileged” it is.
8) Make status quo commentary written by unpaid interns or people hiring unpaid interns. They will tell you it’s your fault.
9) Young people, it is not your fault. Speak out. Fight back. Bankrupt the prestige economy.
The “internship” crisis is bugging the hell out of me. I did three internships, and they were all about education, not my working. I wasn’t asked to come in early and stay late, I wasn’t asked to do any Work. Because you got paid for Work. I was there to learn.
The second you put someone into a role where there is an expectation of accountability - deadlines, deliverables, labour, customer service - or where what they made is in some way contributing to the success of an organization - well, then you’ve got yourself a job. And you need to pay them.
Want to start your own magazine? Great. Want something written for free? You need to revisit your business plan.
Your bonus is not a charity.
Dogsitting where they have all three extended Lord of the Rings movies. Awwwe yeah. Good-bye world.
im fucking crYIN G omfg
This is my favorite SNL skit of all time. I’m so glad it’s a gifset now.
You Will Still Be Mine Next Winter
for KNIT exhibition @ Francesca’s uptown
protessional strem chat
this is the only frozen-related gifset you’ll ever need