The ETR 600 is a class of trains built by Alstom, and are used on the routes between Roma-Bolzano and Roma-Trieste. The train tilts, using Pendolino technology, allowing higher speeds to be maintained through corners without causing discomfort to passengers. The trains are operated by Trenitalia, originally under the Frecciargento (Silver Arrow) branding used for trains capable of travelling between 250 km/h and 285 km/h, In 2022 they were rebranded under Frecciarossa (Red Arrow) after the Frecciargento branding was retired.
The ETR 600 has also been adapted for use in China as the China Railway CRH5 Hexie. Initially 60 sets were ordered, of which nine were manufactured by Alstom and 51 by CNR Changchun Railway Vehicles. Since, another 80 sets have been created for a total of 140, operating across China’s north from Beijing to Ürümqi.
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My gender today is salty old seadog
On one hand, wearing a tank top makes me feel more femme. On the other hand, it reveals arm hair. On the third hand, women have body hair. On the fourth hand, my arm hair is too dark even after it’s been shaved recently.
CW: Reddit-tier bit.
On the fifth hand, where are all these hands coming from!
watching a random youtube video just now finally taught me where chat pile got their name from
In a thread on shit.justworks calling us names for having the ‘we’re banning misogynists’ thread, users are literally arguing over the definition of transphobia, and not banning the transphobes, oh yeah
Hey Trans comrades, got a question about questioning. If it’s inappropriate to do this here, lmk asap and I’ll delete. Don’t wanna intrude in an undesirable way but pretty sure I’m not breaking any rules.
So I’ve said before that I feel no strong attachment to my gender, but I live daily as a masc-presenting cis-man and am not bothered by it. But the Q-label is always something I’ve questioned whether I can apply it permanently to myself. Seems like I’m constantly questioning, for years, what kind of gender would really apply to me because just “average Man” doesn’t seem like me, but nothing really does either (not even agender). But I’m confortable enough with myself that I think I will never do anything except continue enjoying the questioning itself and learning from that questioning about myself and others. But I comfortably just go with cis-man and feel intrusive in queer spaces as anything but an Ally.
So the final question, is Questioning dialectical and possibly permanent for 1 person or is it dialectical as in it will have to be subsumed in something else during a person’s lifetime (assuming you get the chance to complete such a thing)? Any comrades that have experience here want to pitch in? Ready to learn :denguin:
Hot take, its okay to have secrets, or to not tell people things, or not interact with people you don’t want to. Obviously I’m not advocating for with-holding information that harms people.
Everything else aside I cant stop thinking about this current wave of discourse about how people are entitled to know everything about you just cause youre dating, and (*comparing it) to the you have to reveal your trans status thing
sorry I’m venting, obviously I’m not even mentioning the misogyny, which ew
truly aren’t we all working on disco elysium successor projects?
Is it weird that I feel some sort of attachment to the femboy label as a binary trans woman? I wasn’t even a femboy before I transitioned, just a regular twink.
Ooh this skirt is nice for sleeping/nightwear
monkey paw curls
It constricted my movements so I woke up in the middle of the night and could’t go back to sleep. Worst of all, I didn’t realize I could just take it off until the morning. Something like this happened once before, my brain just doesn’t work sometimes.
I sat at my desk three hours ago with the intention of figuring out how to describe to myself what I was feeling. I still can’t. I know I dissociated kinda hard for a little bit. But everything else… I can’t put words to it.
Hopefully my brain can finally turn off now, I’ll see you all tomorrow.
guy at the convenience store gave me a MASSIVE eyebrow raise when i bought some booze earlier. it’s working :))))
more reason to clean up my room: i can’t find my pajama pants that have the cute sunflower pattern on them. i love them even if they don’t have pockets
EDIT: nvm found them
finished stranger things season 4. a bit bloated but still pretty good. not up to the highs of seasons 1 and 2 though
if i come out at work, i can use that as an excuse to ignore anyone who calls me a manSee a cute looking women who is too old for me once, compliment her, then we part ways forever…
