I was without a phone for most of the week. But I'm back, baby!
3/3 aaand okay! There's the missing context in the next image. Very not for butt. Do not do it.
(2/3) I couldn't tell for sure what it was. I mean, it has to be... right? It must be for one's butt. If not, what would the paramedic guy say?
Join me on an epic journey.
(1/3) I saw this on the Shop app. I haven't bought anything spicy through them, so I was surprised to see this pop up.
Soon.
I told him I'm what is called "nonbinary," which means I'm not either of those two things. (But I also told him I'm part cat. π Which made the most sense to him. )
Still not as good as the time a new kid asked me if I was a boy or a girl, and I said, "No, I'm not." I could see him reboot. But he totally accepted my explanation after. It felt amazing! "The doctors told my mom I was a girl, but as I got to know myself, I figured out I'm not a girl, nor a boy."
It has been a long fought battle, but the students at my childcare center are starting to put effort into getting the teachers' pronouns right. They get it wrong often, but they actually give a crap when corrected. And that's a start.
Oh, joy!
The technician that came to repair and hook up my washer and dryer neglected to hook the drain hose to the drain. And none of us noticed until we ran a load and our carpet became waterlogged.
(See attached meme, but imagine water instead.)
Hilarious, hard-hitting humor.
Currently at Gender Ordeal. Will share my review of the show, but so far, the audience and the waiting music are both passing the vibe check.
Just learned that there's research on injecting T into the vocal folds. That means all the voice effects with none of the systemic effects. How do I fundraise for more studies?!
Tempted to start using it again. It did have me maintaining a higher level of self-care.
Officially moved out of the awful building code violation that was my last rental. Still unpacking at the new house, but it's definitely feeling like home.
Highly suspect I got drugged last night at Stage 722. Sealed water bottle from a stranger, but I felt funny after. If anyone else had the same thing happen, let me know.
I might also need some clearheaded humans to help with the small stuff throughout the following week. And I need someone who can handle caulk from atop a ladder. (I said caulk, c-a-u-l-k, you horndogs.π)
Moving day is fast approaching. I'm looking for strong, skilled friends to assist this weekend in exchange for snacks, intoxicating goodies, and maybe a little rope tasting. I might also have furniture to barter if you're in need.
Okay, I just watched the TDC for Doechii. I'm captivated! It all tickled my brain in exactly the right way. But also, I kind of want a DnB remix of a bunch of the songs.
Just watched the Tiny Desk Concert with Sabrina Carpenter. WHEN WERE YOU FUCKERS GOING TO TELL ME I WOULD ADORE HER?!!! Seriously, you don't have to safeguard this absolute treasure.
I need to see this happen.
I understand the conflict, but also, that sounds amazing!
Stupid snapchat ads.
Farewell, winter warriors. I have gone to Whamhalla. #Whamageddon2024
I found this test pretty flawed (very binary, which shouldn't come as a surprise). But it's not completely wrong with the results.
I've been reading all the bios on the Strange Bedfellas website. Definitely have a few monsters in mind I'd like to take to dinner and invite back to my place for dessert. strangebedfellas.com
Bagels procured. And a couple eaten, and enjoyed thoroughly.
Headed back to Portland in the afternoon. But not before I buy $60 worth of egg bagels on Fairfax. #TheyCanTakeTheJewOutOfLosAngeles #ButTheyCantTakeLosAngelesOutOfTheJew
Currently watching Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris. Very charming.
Prostitution and famous.
I mean, if fame means greater choice in clients, I'm so game!