Stella Everdene

A few things that have happened in the last month. The grand Wonderland rereading. Lovely new hats. Finnegans Wake, strange new toys.

Same. I can’t really do protests anymore. I go just long enough to show solidarity before my legs give out.

Corvallis No Kings Protest.

He’s like Baba Yoda, but goth!

My constant companion lately.

(Exit pursued by Kate Bush)

Been going out the last few days. The gender euphoria is incredible!

Inside Out but my emotions are the main cast of Helluva Boss.

Can’t put us all in chokey!

It’s two in the morning on my 45th birthday and I’m watching the Ghost of Patti Lupone haunt a dryer.

Yesterday’s Equinox was amazing. This White Rabbit is my new favorite Klicky.

Death before detransition!

Books are back! I’ve been reading Thomas Mann this month. A few days ago, I finished Death in Venice and this morning I picked up The Magic Mountain. I’m getting through it so quickly. What’s more I’ve started a two hour reading session every day or simply, I go to the library without my phone.

Note to self: Don’t talk to your stuffies while out in public.

Addendum: Don’t make them reply in distinct regional accents while out in public.

I want to die dancing to “The Rite of Spring.”

Grilled cheese, take me away!

It all started in 2006 when I found a strange little man in a toy box. Later, I found out he was The Phantom of the Opera and the obsession began. Now, almost twenty years later I am so close to finishing this project.

I don’t care if Joja wins. I just want Pierre to lose.

Why yes, I name all my animals in Stardew Valley after the villagers. Emily is the rabbit because wool. The duck is named Willy because he floats. The cow is Haley, the goat is George, and the first two two pigs are always Marnie and Lewis.

“And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts say, A measure of wheat for a penny, and three measures of barley for a penny; and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine.”- Revelation 6:6

Today is the thirtieth anniversary of my first poem. No, I won’t share it. I have it memorized but It’s pretty cringe. Still, there’s not a day that doesn’t go by I didn’t wish I still had that faded page in my hand. It would be full of mana.

Donald Trump is to democracy what Thomas Midgley Jr was to the environment. A single idiot that will condemn millions to suffering, death and possibly the extinction of humanity for profit.

I hate competitions.

That’s just Doctor Evil levels of villainy now. What next: Cabinet Meetings in a volcano?

Empathy is not a sin. A sin is whatever the hell Neil Tennant was doing.

When did I lose my faith in humanity? I believe it was the first time I heard “Sweet Caroline”as a child.

Continuing on with Northanger Abbey after a rough week of exhaustion and brain fog. I feel so much better this morning.

I think I’m going to be sick.