Gentlethem

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Cake day: July 13th, 2023

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  • Rainy day, perfect for spending time in the garage and fixing motorbikes, but instead of focusing on it my mind insists on working on a business plan.

    After our move to Berlin was cancelled we’ve been thinking about different options with the SO (both of us are unemployed at the moment) and came up with the idea of setting up a amall independent book & other cool things shop (used and new books, zines, prints, stickers, art, rugs, tapestry, etc focusing on independent publishers and artists). We bought an old Chevy that we are fixing, it will work as our camper / mobile book shop when going to events and festivals. Our goal is to get things rolling before the end of the year, perhaps do a pop-up thing while looking at possible spaces for the shop. I know it’s not going to be easy trying to make ends meet, but hopefully it’ll feel like we are spending our time and resources on something useful and inspiring instead of making profit for faceless corporations.

    This has occupied my mind for the last 1,5 months or so and it’s impossible switching the “work mode” off. It’s inspiring but very draining at the same time. Would be nice to enjoy the summer and choose to think of other things but nah, hyperfocus + monotropism it is.









  • I have moved twice by a bike & trailer, although both times the distance was just a couple blocks. The first time I moved all my stuff (except bed) to another flat and the second time we moved our bike shop to another location, for some heavier items we used a car. Also I’ve carried furniture on a bike, one time a pretty hefty tv table on the rack (with another person walking by and balancing it). I find it amusing that it’s possible to carry a whole table on a bike but not in a (regular) car! :D




  • Swimming pool drains. I panic if I get above one. No idea why. I used to love swimming/diving as a kid but I always made sure to stay as far away as I can from the drains. I didn’t go to a swimming pool for like 20 years (mostly because of body dysforia but the drains did play a role as well), only recently I’ve been to a spa - and I’m like a cat with a cucumber around the drains.

    Oh, and leeches. Never want to see one of those fuckers in real life.

    Also I have a fear of getting worms. One of my late cats got that type which, if in a wrong host, can travel to the eyes.