Silly Milly

the Appalachian mountains are so ancient they predate the evolution of bones.

Stop. This is a selfie checkpoint. You must repost a cute selfie to proceed.

Centaurworld is perfect and it's healing my soul while penicillin is healing my body.

Deep Space Nine scene. Jake Sisko is sitting facing us at a table on DS9 station. He's having a chat over juice with Nog, a young ferengi with giant ear lobes. Nog is in Starfleet uniform and facing away from us. Jake is wearing normal guy space clothes. Jake looks animated and talking with hand gestures. Closed caption reads, "I'm human--I don't *have* any money." ('Have' is in italics)

No fucking reason whatsoever.

Anyone who thinks otherwise is a monster.

And the crowd applauds the entrance of the soloist for the evening, the great Gerald McBoing-Boing.

friends. can i say something

Eating a sandwich with my penicillin for that olde tyme flavour

This was and still is the fever talking.

Wow I'm a lot better at back of the throat swabs since I started sucking dick

Yes I am in this boat as well

I do not care who I am talking to — if the topic of GenAI comes up, I *will* vigorously hate on it

I love my proprioception, having hyper awareness of parts of my body both internal and external!

Sickness: Oh is that true? Well let's try something then…

Hello strep throat my old frenemy.
I've come to talk with you, anemone.

in the early 2000s Rebecca took the time to chat over IRC with a teenaged and gender-confused Me on the practicalities of transition - in a time where being out as trans online was something that could get you socially ostracized. I owe her a lot for that and only hope I can pay it forward.

Wow being sick is not fun.
Write that down.

Wait what

Winter in NYC is a beautiful time.

What's a fun, upbeat way to say I'm having a panic attack?

another fifteen hundred words in the bag 😤

As a trained musician, I can firmly say this excellent music.

Settling in for the evening with some mellow classical music:

Huh. Writing is fun when it's not my ass on the line. Who'd thought?

damn it these veerbs

My solution was to just call myself a "Good Girl."

Time for self impact play (practicing paradiddles on my thighs again).

I was trained to burn red book CDs and that's what I'm going to do.

i guess it's not good to practice piano and paint your nails at the same time

a man in a blue plaid shirt says " again it 's like poetry " Alt: Georgy Porgy Lucas saying "Again it's like poetry. It's sort of they rhyme."

No but they are effectively the same guy. They are both angelic beings that say fuck god and make a bunch of orcs and tear up all the trees.