Jen’s so smart & pretty & sweet—you should find a job for her!

Right??? Like it kinda works!!

(“You guys are getting paid” meme voice) “You guys have experience in a field?” 🤨

Lol nah but I get it. There should be a swap meet for this stuff

yeah like I have NO idea what tempo this would even be in lol. Like I guess I’d have to speed up Queen, since slowed-down Fall Out Boy is… not to my taste, lol (c.f. “Golden”)

Tubi means “free with ad breaks,” right? *sigh* I hate ads these days (they’re all for like, AI gambling weight loss scams?)

but tbh this does somehow seems like the most appropriate venue for it, if “cable” as we knew it growing up isn’t a thing anymore

*sigh* sometimes I wish there were some (non-“gen AI”) way to become a skilled music producer without having to, like, work & study & practice & be bad at it first, y’know?

Anyway, I woke up with some nonexistent (afaik) medley/mashup of “We Are The Champions” + “Thnks Fr Th Mmrs” stuck in my head.

I know not what tools they'll use to build Windows 12, but Windows 13 will be made with sticks and stones.

oh sweetie I’m sorry I didn’t see this earlier 🫂 slightly different symptoms here, like we talked about; but I hope you’ve been hydrating at least as much as I have

Feeling pretty crummy since Sunday—like, physical illness, rather than a mental one. My go-to response when I’m sick, tho, is like the thing cats do where they crawl away to hole up in a dark enclosed space until they feel better. which I acknowledge is sorta indistinguishable from depression lmao

I also worry about multiverse storytelling imbuing things with a sense of cheapness and disposability. Nothing is precious or sacred or fragile in a multiverse. Always more Earths where that came from. Everything is just Content to scroll through in a multiverse.

once you have multiverses (or time travel, same thing) in a setting, no story in that setting can be about anything else

I will if you buy me a sword 💯🗡😘

Yeah, I guess they just come *from* a dairy. Sometimes. Or they’re in that section of the supermarket.

Whatever, my brain called out sick today

2x the cinnamon 1/2 the sugar from the recipe you linked? Good note. My recipe is 1/2 sugar from the website I originally copied it from, too lol

Nice! I haven’t messed with dairy-free cooking much, although I guess mine is that by default (if you leave out the chocolate chips lol)

(do eggs count as dairy? I don’t think so, right? 🤔)

And on the pedestal these words appear:

“Against all odds, I am 24, hot, financially
Independent, living in the Global North,
Beholden to no authority but my mom.”

No thing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

That’s a really good looking dessert 😍 (if you me your pumpkin bread recipe I’ll show you mine 👀)

No, yeah, lol, I don’t feel the need to engage with the broader piece or its author or its context or anything, I just think that one sentence is incredible. It’s poetry. I feel everything I need to know is encapsulated in that someone would be both able to write it and yet unable to *not* write it.

It sounds like the beginning of a novel that a stereotypical “gross English Lit professor having his midlife crisis” would be way, way too eager to teach

three out of five ain’t bad, right? Yeah, I’m gonna call it a win

I think you’re right writ-large—but even before we get there, I feel like “financially independent” and “beholden to no authority but my mom” are… somewhat at odds

I don’t encourage anyone to read this, I am standing on tip-toes on my line against amplifying bad/bad-faith takes “to dunk on them,” but—

“Against all odds, I am 24, hot, financially independent, living in the Global North, beholden to no authority but my mom”

—is one of the sentences of all time

I have to believe it will get better. I know I can cope with today; I will trust tomorrow-Jen to cope with tomorrow.

So I hope you’ve got one more week in you this week, and that next week you’ll find another. 🫂

But I deeply empathize with the pain & sorrow, and I’m here if you want to chat.

have we seen any green ribbons

Ok the phone is making me sad again now so it’s time to put that down and distract myself with the other dopamine slot machine (Nintendo). TTYL 👋

the realest 2006-2026 experience 🫂💜

I’m so sorry, that sounds really painful. 🫂

I can see it going either way for me… if I’d been a cis girl, I probably wouldn’t have been subject to some of the expectations I confounded growing up… but there would have been totally new ones to confound 😣

I just wish I’d been treated better by *me*

Yeah, exactly. (I was trying to come up with a funny, clever metaphor for this, but it’s deeper than that.) Exactly this.

But yeah. Just, like. Getting to explore that as me. Rather than having to be a box inside of a box… 😮‍💨 If only.

Another thing I say too much: “the trans stuff is not a midlife crisis! But I am having one of those right now, also”

Like, I also feel like I missed out on partying, or doing the band thing… I say this too much, but honestly in the universe where I’m my same parents’ cis daughter I probably feel like that too, lol. Gender was a genetic dice roll (that I crit failed) but idk if “cool” was ever on the table for me 😅

that was supposed to say “interiority” but I guess autocorrect has thoughts on this too

I wouldn’t bet against you. If there’s a trans gal who thinks well of “the inferiority of cis dudes, overall,” I am not she