Portland, Oregon, in °C (cause I never learned Fahrenheit)
It’s not typically known for being a hot place, but this is just the weather report for today.
We’re so very fucked.
(yes watch is in Japanese cause that’s what I grew up speaking and I don’t want to lose it despite having pretty good English, get off my back)
Edit: and then I checked the weather report for later. We’re not cooked, temporarily. Grand scheme of things, thoroughly fucked. But the eye of the storm feels nice.
Hey friend, you sound like you’ve had a rough time with people trying to get you to “integrate” or some such. Your choices of how you experience the world and technology aren’t any one else’s concern and whatever they are, they are valid. I live and work in highly international environments and basically everyone prefers their native tongue for things like computer/phone interface.
I learned English when I was eleven and spent my twenties and thirties masking as yet another basic white American chick, and then in my late thirties I realized that just cause I’m not the exact ethnicity I needed to be for my childhood to be easily believable (white kid growing up on an Air Force base in rural Japan) that I didn’t need to hide it, and that I should celebrate who I was when I was barely a meter tall, thirty years ago. I try my best to keep up my Japanese, but I don’t look like someone who speaks it, which is great when I overhear people shit talking me for being trans or whatnot.
I could take an hour and learn Fahrenheit, but I just don’t want to. I know Fahrenheit for values over 300 anyway: set oven to the number on the box.
Portland, Oregon, in °C (cause I never learned Fahrenheit)
It’s not typically known for being a hot place, but this is just the weather report for today.
We’re so very fucked.
(yes watch is in Japanese cause that’s what I grew up speaking and I don’t want to lose it despite having pretty good English, get off my back)
Edit: and then I checked the weather report for later. We’re not cooked, temporarily. Grand scheme of things, thoroughly fucked. But the eye of the storm feels nice.
Hey friend, you sound like you’ve had a rough time with people trying to get you to “integrate” or some such. Your choices of how you experience the world and technology aren’t any one else’s concern and whatever they are, they are valid. I live and work in highly international environments and basically everyone prefers their native tongue for things like computer/phone interface.
Fuck the haters, stay cool, peace out ✌️
I learned English when I was eleven and spent my twenties and thirties masking as yet another basic white American chick, and then in my late thirties I realized that just cause I’m not the exact ethnicity I needed to be for my childhood to be easily believable (white kid growing up on an Air Force base in rural Japan) that I didn’t need to hide it, and that I should celebrate who I was when I was barely a meter tall, thirty years ago. I try my best to keep up my Japanese, but I don’t look like someone who speaks it, which is great when I overhear people shit talking me for being trans or whatnot.
I could take an hour and learn Fahrenheit, but I just don’t want to. I know Fahrenheit for values over 300 anyway: set oven to the number on the box.
さあ、しょうがないね。
I’ve lived within an hour or so of Portland for 40 years, and 24C (75F) has always been a reasonable temperature for late June