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Lupita is fucking unstoppable. Like she's an insanely amazing actor (we knew this, this proved it).

i Don’t Understand how we socialize cishet men to be so disrespectfully and cluelessly selfish

like Where is that tweet that says β€œwomen are not rehabilitation centers for badly raised boys” i would like that text on a t-shirt as well thank u

In an earlier thread, I wrote briefly about trans people in medieval Europe, and discussed some of the main issues when studying the medieval history of trans people.

Today, if you'll indulge me, I want to spend some time discussing a single person in detail. I want to talk about the way she's been written about, and about her and what she can teach us about life as a trans person 600 years ago.

This is the story of Eleanor Rykener.

If you've had the patience to read through the thread I wrote a few months ago about Eleanor Rykener, you'll be familiar with the fact that trans people existed in Medieval Europe, and that they were spoken about in terms that were quite different from the ones we use today.

For this sequel, I would like to offer a complement to Eleanor's story, by following up that account of a real trans woman with the discussion of a fictional transmac person.

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It's so nice to live somewhere where my dog is happy, and feels so trusting, and his presence is actively enjoyed rather than barely tolerated.

Honestly kinda surprised how well doggo is settling in.

I knew he likes our housemates, but when we took him with us to go vote I was expecting crying and howling while it was my turn. But nothing. Not a sound. (And I took extra long, because my updated details hadn't gone through so I had to fill out a form.)

I came out to him just sitting at my housemate's feet, patiently waiting for me, and he didn't start squeaking until he saw me (and needed to be carried).

I put a pillow out to dry bc it got water spilled on it.

It started raining.

Apparently today is a "knock over my water bottle on the couch, and knock my sausage roll on the floor while trying to dab up the water" kind of day.

I apparently have the same taste in music as my new housemate, who's been singing along to his phone for half an hour, haha.

(I swear, these housemates are each at least 50% "it me". One even has the same sinus rinse bottle as me πŸ˜‚)

Help, I cannot stop snorting at "it's a car in a very small tunnel"

I've encountered something weird while doing introductions: one of the boy cats keeps running away from my little girl, drooling.

Is he just scared?

That seems to fit, but I wasn't expecting it at all, haha, she's half his size - I thought he wouldn't know to fear her unless she kitty-punched him in the face πŸ˜‚

Anyone within 60 miles of the DC area want to sell me their old 386, 486, or pentium desktops, laptops, accessories, or software?

(People not in the area are also welcome to offer to sell me laptops, light accessories, and some software.)

I don't want to spend a ton of money, but there are *many* formerly common items I'd like to track down.

Hey, people of Mastodon! One of my friends just failed a class (after working her ass off to pass it). She's feeling pretty low, and wondering what's going to be open to her now. I've reassured her that failure is not the end of the world, because I failed, but I'm not sure she believes me.

If you've ever failed at something, big or small, only to succeed later, would you mind sharing your story? I want to show her it's okay.

Boosts welcomed. Thank you!

I caught doggo trying to lick my plate.

So he gave me a big kiss on the nose to make up for it, lol

I finally surrendered to doggo and let him finish the kitty's dinner (it's been sitting for 2hrs, he was crying and drooling on me, bc he *needed* it).

She's gotten enough treats today she can't be mad.

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