Oé c'est niche un peu.
La source est là : https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Schenkerian_analysis
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Xurxo Adrián Entenza#VendrediLecture «Eloge du bug: être libre à l'époque du numérique» de @monterosato
Ce livre est sorti un an trop tôt. Il y aurait tant de choses à dire sur les services d'IA générative (intuitivité, matérialité des petites mains traitant les données dans des pays comme Madagascar, etc).
Cela n'empêche pas cet ouvrage d'être passionnant, surtout son chapitre «aussi léger qu'un nuage» dédié à la rhétorique matériel/immatériel (et tous ses biais de genre à travers l'histoire de l'informatique)
La Mutinerie💥Hi Superpower Bitches💥
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PROGRAMME JANVIER !! On se repose aujourd'hui avant de se lancer dans 2026 comme des petitexs foufoulxs 🛵💨
Cette année sera une sale conne queer et antifasciste 🫰
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Boosts welcome 
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[This is a transcription of a screenshot found in another post which sadly doesn't include any credit to the original author]
RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE.
When I was at one of my lowest (mental) points in life, I couldn't get out of bed some days. I had no energy or motivation and was barely getting by. I had therapy once per week, and on this particular week I didn’t have much to ‘bring’ to the session. He asked how my week was and I really had nothing to say. “What are you struggling with?” he asked.
I gestured around me and said “I dunno man. Life.” Not satisfied with my answer, he said “No, what exactly are you worried about right now? What feels overwhelming? When you go home after this session, what issue will be staring at you?”
I knew the answer, but it was so ridiculous that I didn‘t want to say it.
I wanted to have something more substantial. Something more profound.
But I didn’t.
So I told him, “Honestly? The dishes. It's stupid, I know, but the more I look at them the more I CAN’T do them because I'll have to scrub them before I put them in the dishwasher, because the dishwasher sucks, and I just can’t stand and scrub the dishes” I felt like an idiot even saying it.
What kind of grown ass woman is undone by a stack of dishes? There are people out there with actual problems, and I'm whining to my therapist about dishes?
But my therapist nodded in understanding and then said:
“RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE.”
I began to tell him that you're not supposed to, but he stopped me.
“Why the hell aren’t you supposed to? If you don’t want to scrub the dishes and your dishwasher sucks, run it twice. Run it three times, who cares?! Rules do not exist, so stop giving yourself rules."
It blew my mind in a way that I don’t think I can properly express.
That day, I went home and tossed my smelly dishes haphazardly into the dishwasher and ran it three times. I felt like I had conquered a dragon.
The next day, I took a shower lying down.
A few days later, I folded my laundry and put them wherever the heck they fit.
There were no longer arbitrary rules I had to follow, and it gave me the freedom to make accomplishments again.
Now that I'm in a healthier place, I rinse off my dishes and put them in the dishwasher properly. I shower standing up. I sort my laundry.
But at a time when living was a struggle instead of a blessing, I learned an incredibly important lesson:
THERE ARE NO RULES. RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE!!!
RE: https://pounced-on.me/users/vixencore/statuses/110764806153373580
RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE.
When I was at one of my lowest (mental) points in life, I couldn't get out of bed some days. I had no energy or motivation and was barely getting by. I had therapy once per week, and on this particular week I didn’t have much to ‘bring’ to the session. He asked how my week was and I really had nothing to say. “What are you struggling with?” he asked.
I gestured around me and said “I dunno man. Life.” Not satisfied with my answer, he said “No, what exactly are you worried about right now? What feels overwhelming? When you go home after this session, what issue will be staring at you?”
I knew the answer, but it was so ridiculous that I didn‘t want to say it.
I wanted to have something more substantial. Something more profound.
But I didn’t.
So I told him, “Honestly? The dishes. It's stupid, I know, but the more I look at them the more I CAN’T do them because I'll have to scrub them before I put them in the dishwasher, because the dishwasher sucks, and I just can’t stand and scrub the dishes” I felt like an idiot even saying it.
What kind of grown ass woman is undone by a stack of dishes? There are people out there with actual problems, and I'm whining to my therapist about dishes?
But my therapist nodded in understanding and then said:
“RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE.”
I began to tell him that you're not supposed to, but he stopped me.
“Why the hell aren’t you supposed to? If you don’t want to scrub the dishes and your dishwasher sucks, run it twice. Run it three times, who cares?! Rules do not exist, so stop giving yourself rules."
It blew my mind in a way that I don’t think I can properly express.
That day, I went home and tossed my smelly dishes haphazardly into the dishwasher and ran it three times. I felt like I had conquered a dragon.
The next day, I took a shower lying down.
A few days later, I folded my laundry and put them wherever the heck they fit.
There were no longer arbitrary rules I had to follow, and it gave me the freedom to make accomplishments again.
Now that I'm in a healthier place, I rinse off my dishes and put them in the dishwasher properly. I shower standing up. I sort my laundry.
But at a time when living was a struggle instead of a blessing, I learned an incredibly important lesson:
THERE ARE NO RULES. RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE!!!
RE: https://pounced-on.me/users/vixencore/statuses/110764806153373580
Mika :therian: (@[email protected])
Attached: 1 image @[email protected] reminds me of this very important post
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