#Got myself a new bike today. and I also went on my first bike ride in maybe a few years!

[gracefireheart]

My mood today have literally just been this

[girl-dot-tzt]

Alright results are in, I'm not allowed to finish for 36 days 🙃

Im going to update this as a lil diary to keep me honest💃

Day 1: I'm feeling pretty good, I notice I get really horny when I take my prog the ✨️fun way✨️ so I'm going to use that method to increase the challenge this month. I'm thinking of meeting a friend tomorrow so I'm excited!

Day 2: more of the same, pretty standard, had a great time with said friend. Getting a teeny but pent up but nothing crazy yet.

Day 3: getting more pent up but it's still manageable, made the mistake of reading a ton of horny posts and getting myself really horny. Thankfully I calmed down and now I'm good to go

Day 4: went to work, did some bike wrenching, now im boutta sleep. pretty uneventful but I'm meeting a good friend of mine tomorrow so I plan on making up for the lack of horny twofold. I need to get some Oregonian mutuals bc I'd like to bite someone :3

Day 5: got my tits fondled for like 3 hours while I watched anime and got insanely high, I need like 4 people to hold me down and grope/tease/fuck me... preferably all at once. I've got 31 more daysssssss, does it count if it's hands free? 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️

Day 6: got no sleep, very horny, idk what direction Is up, and I need an answer to the question from yesterday 😫

Day 7: got sleep but not railed because if I get railed too well I'll could possibly finish and idk if that's OK yet :3. I'm going to mountain bike today! I'm super excited bc I need something to take the edge off, if I'm really unlucky I'll get too horny from the idea of getting fucked in the woods and make an update here.

Day 8: we're evening out a little, this may not be impossible, tbf I haven't had time to do much lately so when I finally get the time to ride my toys that might change. I'm planning on doing that tomorrow :3

Day 8 update: I accidentally took two progesterone pills because I boof mine, but I accidentally muscle memory-ed taking my prog orally. Got so horny during work that I nearly cried.

Day 9: I broke some spokes while mountain biking and now I'm sad, but horny and frustrated too. I can only think about being bred, but also being sad that my bike broke, damn fucking stupid sticks getting inbetween my fucking spokes. I need railed bad, etcetera etcetera

Day 10:

Girl abs, that is all

Day 11: I'm going to fuck myself on the biggest toy I own until I'm crying or edging with my Pspot🧍‍♀️ I will return

Day 12: I'm pretty sure I ended up getting edged. Pretty sure because I've never actually finished hands free before and my vibrator died right before I was about to finish. One of you witchy mother fuckers knew I was about to cheat or something, no other explanations, couldn't possibly be that I forgot to charge toys like a dumbass. Laugh it up, I got edged hard by my ADHD.

Days 13: I had a threesome and it was awesome! I explained my agreement to them and got teased a bunch as me and my friend dommed the fuck out of a gorgeous girl. We groped and kissed and sucked all over her body as she got more and more worked up, until eventually I was fucking her with my big purple vibrator and she came hands free for the first time! We made sure to shower her with all kinds of praise and congratulations 💃💃

Days 14-16: started a new job, I'm getting so horny these days that rather than feeling butterflies it's like an almost painful NEED. Like I just desperately need to get tied up and ground into dust, getting edged with my vibrator did a number on me because I'm a mess rn��

Days 17-20: if I may be honest i embarked on this endeavor to try to finish hands free, I've never done it before but I desperately want to. I think I'll be able to do it by the end of these 36 days or sooner. Idk it's just a hunch🧍‍♀️

Day 21-29: 10 hr shifts in a lab will drive you nuts when there's nothing to think about but getting railed and ice cream percentages. On the plus side I am not only paid but required to eat ice cream every hour at my job. On the downside, I got so horny I cried last night🧍‍♀️😵‍💫😵‍💫

[isissimss]

Morning | Day in the Life | 10/11/24 This morning, our girls Phoebe and Ryan both woke up early for pre-K and elementary school. I made sure to wake the girls up with a yummy breakfast because it was the most important meal of the day. Ryan, our 7-year-old, was so excited to eat breakfast before school, but Phoebe cried the entire morning.

Morning outing After we got the kids off to school, Matt and I got ready to spend our last morning of the week together. He started a new career today, and I am so proud of him. We shed a ton of tears with this big change. I have spent countless nights dreading this day, but also looking forward to it. As a stay-at-home mom, "He does everything to make sure our home is taken care of, and I couldn't be happier to become this man's wife soon! Which brings me to January of this year - our wedding date! We have literally three months left!" We stood and looked out at the water, reminiscing about how far we've come since being high school sweethearts and getting pregnant in high school. No one thought we would spend the rest of our lives together, but honestly, we knew before anyone else! This is my first and only love. After cuddling, dancing, and laughing by the water, we took a long bike ride around the park, which is one of my favorite things to do in the fall. "Ever since high school, we have always enjoyed going for bike rides!"

After | When the girls got home, I spent most of my time doing homework and trying to calm Phoebe down as she is getting used to going to preschool. It's been hard, and I didn't take many pictures. After Ryan ate her food, took a bath, and went to bed, I stayed up for some late-night me-time. I started cleaning the house while listening to my favorite music. This is my favorite me-time as a mom just me and my thoughts

The next day | Everyone left the house before breakfast. Thank goodness it's Friday because I don't like an empty house! We have been having apartment problems, which have been stressful to say the least. After calling our landlord and getting everything sorted, I decided to indulge in something I loved before writing! I just got a new laptop and I want to begin working on a new book! So, I got myself ready and I'm going to head to our local cafe, hoping to start today! Here's my cozy fall outfit for today! Also yes I dropped my phone :{

thanks for reading <3

[clunelover]

Yesterday afternoon, E and I went for our first real bike ride together, something we keep wanting to do and not quite having time for. There’s a bike path near us that leads to a bridge over a busy street, and I wanted them to experience the joy of biking on the bridge, so we did that and then home, which ended up being 8 miles and took us just under an hour! They were quite tired at the end but also said things like "I’m so proud of myself!" and "this is really fun!" and "I’m so glad we finally got to do our bike ride!" So that was great.

Today I get my Covid and flu shots, and then tomorrow I see the new foot guy who is replacing my old foot guy who left the practice, hopefully for another cortisone injection (but also I wouldn’t mind talking to him about removing my bone spur or even ANKLE REPLACEMENT I mean the pain is totally ridiculous and I can’t live like this for much longer probably, which feels so dramatic to say but oh well…I wish there was an easy way to just replace my whole foot, both of them in fact! I need different feet with a normal amount of bones, and arches).

[prettylittlelyres]

Ladies Don't Write Music - 13th November 2023 - update

I've just had a look at the average writing speed NaNoWriMo has calculated for me in November (not the same as my typing speed!), relative to the amount of words I've written so far, and I'm shocked to see what that means for the amount of time I've spent working on the book in November.

I've actually timed every session so far this month, which is something I've never thought to do before. I just love how easy NaNoWriMo makes it to time your sessions. It's just over an hour per day (21,685 words at 26 per minute). I've spent just under 14 hours hours writing in November, and we aren't quite halfway through yet.

I can't tell you how pleased I am with that rate. It's also very reassuring to know that if I put my mind to it, I can do a lot with just 30 minutes of writing per day (that would get me 780 words, but with time for stretching and thinking, I'd be happy with 500).

I got 1,1717 words down before I went to sleep on Sunday night, finished Chapter 11, and started Chapter 12. I really hurried to get the words on the page, because my eyes were closing, but I'm so pleased to find it's mostly coherent. I'm not fussed about proofreading when I'm writing the first and second drafts; it just needs to be legible and sensible (but it's also allowed to be silly), so I know what I've written.

On Saturday I had two short train rides between my nearest town and the next one, a lovely bike ride, and a midday meetup with my friends after a physiotherapy appointment. I also got my bike repaired and bought a new helmet, because my previous one was too old to be safe. Did you know it's good practice to replace your cycling helmet every five years? I didn't until recently (I found out from the bike technician at the auto repair shop). I wrote 300 words on the train, and another 200 before bed, but was quite worn out after all that, so that's all I wrote that day.

Today is Monday, and I've written 1787 words. Tomorrow, I want to write to the end of Chapter 12 if I can. In the meantime, I'm rather sleepy, so here's a celebratory excerpt!

I had always found it difficult to commit a new piece to memory; the urge to add a section or change a note never really went away. If I didn’t keep an eye on myself, I could easily play the same piece a dozen different ways. Creating something new was just as fun as showing off something that already existed, and that was what made it so hard to write a piece of music and consider it finished.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Johann swaying softly in time with the music, as if he were dancing in his own head, rather than mine, for a change.

As I came to the end of the sarabande, I made the last note into a trill, and emphasised the rallentando, to finish the piece as smoothly as I could.

Johann and Louisa clapped.

“Brava!” Johann said, “What do you call that?”

“Well, it’s a sarabande, obviously,” I said, my voice trembling, “It doesn’t have a name yet. I only wrote it very recently. and I wrote it for someone.”

[pbandjesse]

We just got home from the state fair. Which was very fun but me and James are both a bit nauseous. Because we are to old for rides. But it was still fun.

I had a little bit of anxiety today. It made it hard to do anything. But I tried my best.

I slept better last night though. It was still hard to fall asleep but I went to sleep earlier then I have been. Progress.

I woke up at 9 and laid in bed for a few minutes. But I would convince myself to get up and I would feel alright. I was feeling a little better about my face and hair. I loved my new dress. But then I thought I would put on eyeliner and I felt so ugly??? And I washed my face multiple times and couldn't get it off enough and just felt so bad!!

So my goal was to find a way to not be super upset with my face. I put on mascara and that helped. I guess it's nice to like my face better without eyeliner?

I put on moisturizer and went and ate cereal for breakfast and tried to not think about it.

I cleaned for a bit. Took a walk to the car to drop off some stuff. Finally remembered to put the gum in there I bought to help my upset stomach. I changed the kitty litter. Or at least I tried to. We didn't have enough to fill the tray so I decided I could go out. It would be nice to get out of the house.

I decided to drive to the Towson target. Even though I tend to have bad times there because of the parking lot. But it would be a surprisingly good time even if I almost caused an accident because of blind corner in the stupid badly designed parking lot.

But that was at the end of the trip. It started with me being a little disappointed that there are going to be two Halloween stores but neither of them were open yet. Ah well. I went over to the target first. I got a few snacks. Got the kitty litter and some other things we needed. Like tissues. And was happy with my choices even if things were expensive. Everything is expensive these days.

James asked me to get them a bike accessory for their phone. I had to use the look up machine thing but I found it.

After I checked out I took everything to the car and a neat old hot rod as parked behind me and I was like. That it either going to be a very old man or it's going to be someone like Chris Viola. I would go over to the Marshalls. Where I would get an under eye cooling stick which made me feel very good. And when I came out the owner of the car was there and he was the oldest man! I knew it!

I would drive over to the other side of the giant shopping center to go to five below. Where I got a little toy frog robot (like one of those yappy dogs but a frog) and some candy. I also got a new pair of sunglasses to replace a broken pair. Need a break from the hearts. I mostly just had fun looking around. I was feeling a little better.

It was time for lunch next. I decided to get queso and chips but also got a side of corn salsa and dressing and mixed it all together and it was so good! And I picked the best time because everyone came in after and there was long lines the whole time I was eating. But I just sat and enjoyed my lunch and watched a video. I was feeling pretty good. But I also knew it was time to go home.

Just as I was leaving the parking lot is when I accidentally pulled out in front of someone when I couldn't see them over a hill. Felt very dumb. But no accident happened thankfully and I made it home in one piece.

I got a little frustrated when I got back. I figured out I can use my backpack as a hip cup holder to hold my cup so I could carry the kitty litter. But then when I got to our building door there were a bunch of packages and I was trying to hold the door open but the statue we used to use went missing a couple weeks ago and I tired using the kitty litter to hold it but it wasn't working and I was getting really frustrated. But I got everything inside.

I was confused when I got s package of washclothes. But it turned out it was from my mom and I appreciated that very much. They are Turkish towels which are my favorite. And my replacement earrings finally came and I like them very much. It inspired me to organize my earrings box though and that was a little frustrating because it's all parts of earrings and it makes no sense. But at least it's broken up into what type of piercing it is. Better then nothing.

I would finish cleaning the kitty litter. And put the dishes away. After thoroughly washing my hands. And then decided I should start to tackle the snail issue.

The grass I bought for my tanks a few weeks back seems to have been invested with snail eggs. Because over the last week I keep seeing small snails. At first it was like whatever but now there were at least 5 visible on the glass.

So I set up a pretzel box as a small tank. And started catching them. And I swear I got like 30 today. All very very small but I am not pleased. The snail tank may get moved to camp and become a breeding tank and we can feed them to Nellie the terrapin. We will see. But for now I am on a catching mission. I don't love sticking my hands in the tanks all the time. I don't want my oils or lotions to get in the water. I will continue to monitor the situation.

I would spend the afternoon knitting. And getting ready to go to the fair. I was excited. Also anxious. But that was a timing thing.

James would let me know they were going to leave soon but then it got pushed farther back because of people at the museum. Which was fine. But we were supposed to meet Celia at the fairgrounds at 5 and that wasn't going to happen.

So I let her know that we would tell her as soon as we left.

When James got home they would clean themselves up and change their shirt. I put on little boots. And we headed out.

The light rail was running late. And the sun was to bright. But it was fine. I let Celia know we had a 530 eta. And she said that was fine she was going to get Panera. Made me feel a little better.

And the fair was a lot of fun. She ended up getting stuck in traffic to get into the parking lot. So me and James found a shady spot to wait. And then made a little look around to get the kay of the land. And then we got to watch a pig race. And then went to meet her at the gate.

And it was a lot of fun! We would see the animals. And the crafts. And the fruits and flowers. And it was just really nice.

It's not the Minnesota state fair for sure. But I loved seeing all the different things. Celia knows so much about the animals so that was fun. Plus it was fun to point out the ones we liked but in silly ways. Like saying things like judging the cows by how good of rectangles they were.

I loved getting to touch the piggies. One kept biting at me. It was so cute. And James got us fried green tomatoes to share. They were more red then green but they were still nice.

We got to see the crafts which was my favorite. And I spoke to the woman who recommended the fiber craft book to me and she was so sweet. And showed me how to enter my loom knitting projects into next year's fair. So Dad if you are reading this I may need to borrow the blanket I made you! I want to win a ribbon.

I loved seeing so many different crafts though. There was an absolutely beautiful hand stitch quilt that won a ton of different things because it was absolutely outrageously beautiful. Made me inspired. And we just had fun looking at stuff and joking. Especially in the 4H section. Won't tease the kids to much but maybe a little.

We would go on a ride. Well Celia and James went on a ride together and then all three of us went on the tilt a whirl.

James and Celia went on a crazy spinny off the ground ride. Which someone lost a phone on. It flew out of the ride and was absolutely destroyed and I felt so bad. When the guy got it back he looked so sad. I hope he had insurance on it.

I was in charge of holding the phones and hats and glasses so no one would lose anything. And I had fun watching them have fun.

We would watch one more piggy race. And I wanted to hold a piggy but I didn't want to wait. So we went and did the tilt a whirl and it was fun but made me really dizzy. Mostly I was laughing a bunch and that was fun. I was having a really good time with my friend and my husband and it was just really good.

We got funnel cake. And found somewhere to sit. We ate and talked and it was nice. The sun was going down and it was getting cooler. James said they were basically done but I wanted to walk around a little more.

I liked seeing all the games and prizes. But I did not play anything. I was pleased to find a Native American jewelry stand and it wasn't just fake white people stuff. I had a lovely conversation with them and got their website and James bought me a map with a bunch of the tribes in it that I am excited to put in my PowerPoint and program. The man said it's missing 600 smaller groups but has the big ones and I appreciated him saying so, so I can also say so.

Celia would walk with us to the light rail soon after that though. She wanted to go do one more ride but we wanted to go catch the train. So hugs all around. And then we were off.

Me and James got the light rail pretty quick. We were making each other laugh but we were both a little nauseous. And very happy to go home.

When we got back to our neighborhood I found a little light rack thing I'm going to use on my studio. James just shook their head at me.

Soon though we were home. And I found more snails in the big tanks. But it was fine. I went and showered. And now we are in bed. We are both feeling a little unwell. I'm going to say goodnight so I can lay with my James.

I hope you all sleep well. I hope you are being kind to yourselves. Good night my friends. I love you all.

[thegeminisage]

sneaking in a bit of zelda!! i wanted to explore the coliseum (overworld version) today but im not sure if my armor can stand up to the gleeok in there lol

last night btw i finally turned in the last of my korok seeds - my inventory is completely expanded, and i have collected a total of 664 seeds. 236 to go.........

im thinking about switching back to the old bike. the new one makes sharper turns but i have a harder time controlling it, especially if im carrying something. the old one lists to the side a little bit but i barely notice anymore as ive learned to compensate...

i wish you could sell sleepover ticket. i almost never use the stables and when i do i wanna pay for them so i can get points. i usually have tons of rupees so they dnt really save me money i desperately need...after early game theyre completely useless. i'll never use all the ones i have saved up at this point

farosh was going one way a second ago and is now going the other way?? girl whats up

evil korok seed. you have to dive into a ring of lilies but the place you have to dive from is a place that link sort of automatically jumps over when you try to step there. smh

ok. im at the coliseum. without a doubt i am gonna get my ass kicked bc my lightning armor sucks ass. i have a potion i can drink and wear normal armor for the first bit of the fight but after it runs out i have to wear shit armor and cross my fingers :/

it could have been a lynel. they could have put a lynel here. it would've been fine.

on the other hand, i guess i'm lucky it's not hands.

ok. best gear. potion ready. here i go

ok, first 3/4 down REALLY easily. still plenty of time left on my potion, but the armor is superior bc the shocks still make me flinch without it. unfortunately this mf is now in the air and idk how to get up after it. ascend??

there has to be a better way, this is so much ascending, what do i do for thunder gleeoks not in the coliseum??

KEESE! WING! ARROWS!

i got all the way to the top and still couldn't get to it, so i improvised lol. i saw that wind gusts started but by then it was too late!! im so pleased

truly incredible. i beat it in under 3 minutes without electric armor! i can't believe the one on hylia bridge killed me so many times. i really have leveled up

maybe i should fight the ice gleeok in hebra...thats the last stable quest i need...

armor sitch is gonna be worse for this though. even with cold resistance, some of my defense is gonna be taken up by my having to wear these fucking snow boots (or i have to be slow during the fight...)

man i hate cold regions in these games. this is making me nervous

AAAAA it saw me so soon!!!!

omg lol it's blowing snowballs at me

DEFFOOO not doing as much dmg to this guy as the lightning one...i had zora weapons for that, so they all got powered up when wet, but i cant use ice attack food here bc im using my food to PROTECT myself from the cold

also, bc im in snow boots, i dont get the atk up bonus from the oot link armor :| fuck it, im barely moving, ill take them off next time it drops

up it goes...now what

i found shelter to protect me from the big attack but idk how to get up there 😭 wheres the WIND

OH MY GOD WAIT...OH MY GOD

oh thats so FUCKING cool

recall and ride the icicles up!!!!!!! AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!! i think i love fighting gleeoks now?!

now to find that damn horse

found it. got kicked in the face before i could mount, bc riju was in my fucking way. disabling sages 😔

got it! i thought this horse was supposed to be a yiga or something? am i riding a couple of yigas in furry suits?

awwww my bestie is sad to be retiring from the news business :(

i guess it is a real horse lol. maybe i got fake spoiled with some wack fanart

I HATE NAMING HORSES...it's so much pressure 😭

googled some named and went with aurum (something made of gold). thanks internet

time to go get my last paycheck!!!

FROG ARMOR COMPLETE!

awww my bestie's not here...do we not get to see him anymore after this...? what a bummer

ok, i have to quit for now!! maybe next time ill kill more gleeoks lol

[kinetic-elaboration]

September 14: Beetleuice Beetlejuice

Went to see Beetlejuice Beetlejuice today. Generally when I get excited for a movie like I was excited for this one—daring to get my hopes up about anything basically—I end up disappointed, but I wasn’t! I like it a lot.

Spoiler-y thoughts:

My biggest overall impression was that the movie understood the assignment: no 2024 Beetlejuice sequel is going to be exactly like the original and it’s not going to be as good either, if for no other reason than people who love the 1988 film are very attached to it and whatever their experience of it was, and that cannot be re-created. Also a lot of time has passed. This sequel needs to feel like Beetlejuice and it also needs to feel like 2024, needs to not try to be something else, and I think it really accomplished that.

My favorite parts:

Lydia, Delia, and Beetlejuice. I loved how the first two of these characters evolved and how the third… did not, but felt just like he always did, in character with his first iteration as if no time had passed at all. This is what I wanted from all three of them. I also agree with a review I read that Beetlejuice is sparingly used, in a good way—he’s around just enough to be gross and over-the-top, not too much to become annoying. I love that Lydia and Delia have a better relationship now. I love that Lydia is still a goth girl. I love that Delia’s art is still ridiculous and pretentious but she is more sympathetic, too.

The autumnal atmosphere. Mmmm, yeah, this movie knew who was watching. Halloween freaks such as myself. Astrid’s bike rides in particular, but other parts of the movie too, just felt like total scenery-porn/fan service and I was served. Yes, quaint New England town at Halloween. Yes, covered bridge. Yes, twelve-foot skeleton. Yes, lingering shots on fallen leaves and holiday décor.

The pacing. This is related but I noticed that if I wanted a scene to linger, it generally did. For example, the ex-wife stapling herself back together. Yeah, let’s focus on that for a while. I promise NOT to be gay about it. But the movie didn’t drag as a whole and it fit a lot of plot in a reasonable run time.

Rory. Got the most consistent laughs for me personally but I also feel like they captured this Type so well. He’s awful. He’s so awful and I love it.

The afterlife. These set designs went off in 1988 and they go off now.

The humor. I feel like the audience I watched with didn’t appreciate it enough but I guess I am the target audience. But also on a related note: who the targets of the humor were. It wasn’t self-serious but it was much gentler to Lydia, for example, than Rory and I thought it was pretty incisive about such things as fake New-Age-y users and pretentious art that tries to profit off rather than illuminate complex and fraught subjects like grief. Also something something what trauma actually is and what it is not.

Things I didn’t like:

The big wedding sequence. I feel a bit bad for not liking this as it was the major set piece/finale of the whole thing but it didn’t hit. It was trying to be Day-O Dinner Party and it was not. I couldn’t understand the lyrics of the song most of the time and that it was an original song made me feel like I was in a musical rather than a movie that uses music strikingly, but nothing before was a musical,, so the genre change was jarring. And it just… was not interesting.

The ending. I did not understand this. I was with it through the visit to Dracula’s castle, and then I started feeling pretty blah about the choice to devolve into a very standard ‘life’s biggest moments’ montage, particularly lazily focused on marriage and childbirth—this character is a teenager in the main story too, and I didn’t feel any need to either age her or limit the major events of her life to these things. But of course that was a fake out and it very quickly pivoted to a sort of final gross-out weird-joke, which wasn’t what I cared for at that moment. Too jarring and too weird and too late. And then the double-nightmare fake out? I don’t know but none of that worked for me. The original had a rather wholesome ending and that’s what I wanted for this film, too. I wanted Astrid to have an Improved Adolescence like Lydia did. Instead, I don’t even know what I watched? Where did the dream start? What is actually happening to these characters?

Was there too much? Those two were my big complaints and the rest of these are weaker sort of half-criticisms, including this one. I didn’t experience the film as overstuffed or lagging or even scattered, but I wonder if objectively it was trying to do too much and ended up with something incoherent. Like, what is the point of Beetlejuice’s ex-wife? Other than she’s hot as fuck and Tim Burton’s in a relationship with the actress? She stalks around on the outskirts of the plot and then is vanquished very easily. None of the living characters have any real interaction with her or would care who she is. Beetlejuice cites her as his reason to marry Lydia, but he doesn’t need that reason and neither does the narrative. There’s some sort of, if not theme, motif about marriage or romantic partnerships more generally: the contrast between people who are simply using their partners and those who are really in a bizarre but eternal love, and Beetlejuice and his marriage obsession are like a funhouse mirror version of all of that. But really I think this character was there to, at most, give Beetlejuice something to do in the earlier parts of the film, and to be fun. And she was fun and I don’t wish she hadn’t been there. I just don’t think there was much point to her and I’m a little disappointed she didn’t integrate more into the plot and especially the finale.

Similarly, I much enjoyed Willem Defoe and his character/story but it really wasn’t necessary to anything else. It had maybe a little bit more of a point, but not much. I have nothing against artists playing around in the universe they’ve created so again this is a half-criticism.

The foreshadowing was pretty blunt. I say this even though I failed to see an obviously foreshadowed bit of plot. But the thing is I felt very dumb about this. I definitely saw some big stuff coming and I am usually bad at picking up foreshadowing on a first watch.

The Maitlands. Look, obviously the Maitlands were not going to be in this. But I sort of wish there’d been a better explanation as to what happened to them. Much like Charles’s plane crash being depicted in a Claymation sequence, this offhand dialogue really took me out of the movie and reminded me of the practical considerations in making a sequel 36 years after the original. Like you’re not going to put any more effort into explaining their absence? Maybe it’s inevitable that there would be rocky bits like this, though. I will say I didn’t actually miss them. The original Beetlejuice was really mostly their story, with Lydia and her family stealing the show halfway through and sharing the spotlight decently well. But they were the interlopers, the invaders, not quite the antagonists but the Problem to be Solved. This sequel is their story and I wanted them at the center of it, as they were.

Astrid. I didn’t dislike her. She was fine. She did what she was supposed to do in the plot. But she didn’t grab me in any way or interest me in and of herself. If anything I found her a little annoying. Maybe it’s because I’m not 17 or maybe it’s because Lydia is my girl, but Astrid wasn’t clicking for me really.

Overall, though, these are rambly but minor complaints. I was really pleasantly surprised by the movie and I think it cleared the high bar that was set for it by virtue of what it is.

[alternateanonymous]

3:41 am

Hey, so. we did it. We told Justin we just wanted to be friends. Shit was very scary ngl. I have a lot of things wrong with me lol. And it's ok. I feel better. I was in a funk and i don't know why but then i hung out with justin and talked with him about the friend thing and just vibed, it was nice. I think i realized what my problem is. The problem isn't how i deal with myself. The problem is how i deal with other people. Of course it starts from me but all of the actions correlated are because of the way i interact with people. So i suppose i should start with creating boundaries,. So i think it is boundaries and social interactions and leanring to gain confidence and trust myself more. Ya that's it. I don't overthink even though it might seem i do. I simply don't really think that much to be honest with you i don't know why. I do infact dissociate which doesn't help my case but ya. that's what i need to work on. confidence and learning how to interact with other people!!! woohh hoooo. you got it mags. Anyway.

I fucking hit someone's car. shit was ass. but lets rewind and start about the beginning of the day.

I woke up, went to work. Did lessons, did gaurding even though i didn't even guard. THEENNNNN, I went to see connor at the lake house. That was crazy. It was fun but crazy. I am a little concerned because first issue - I haven't had my period in literal months and everytime i have sex i bleed. that is defiently not good. But ya i had connor over. Then I drove to justin and during that drive I was going through the motions of being sad and it was raining and a longer drive than i expected and i was late, then i fucking hit the back of someone's fucking car and i am so scared and just like, "well fuck this shit, I could run, i could run," but i didn't of course. I stayed because what if he got a picture of my license plate I would be fucked and i am not that good of a liar. Then I was outside and just stood their as like 3 latino men about my age and 1 latina stepped out of the car. I just stood there and they barely talked to me, I looked at the damage. I didn't have a clue of what was going on. I kinda just played off of their silent energy. They also waited to get out of their car for a straight liker 5 miunutes even though it was much shorter it felt really long. But anyway the guy had no clue what he was doing and his friend told him to do everything. The damage on my car wasn't really that bad, not too noticable, but rhe his fucking car which was like a elantra was pretty ubad. The left lower bumper thing was like all fucked up and cut and the lower left part wasn't that bad slightly scratched and a little bent. But fuck, he got my license plate, my insurance card, a picture of my id, pictures of his car. AJHHHHH. shit was fucked. So i drove to justin's, mad cuz i am late foir a fuckin booty call and mad because i just crashed. So i finally fucking get there, and i am still in this funk and i'm like all frazzled as we are getting ready for the ride back., I am texting my parents as my anxiety level rise as i am about to go home on a new bike. also that question that is in my mind about justin is also going off as i see him. But then my mom is like "you're getting a new bike" and I'm like trying to keepyu the peace even though i am literally about to lose my shit. Oh, also other bad thing that happened today was that i can't get my bike insured or registered under my name yet because my insuanrce lady elaine d alonzo needed the titlle and number of miles. Also she is really mean to talk to, she has like a very stern mean voice. Well, any way i couldn't insure it yet so i have to go tomorrow which i am not looking forwarrd to. Oh also, i forgot that i have to host

a party this sunday. Completely forgot, but then i told freddy that I wouldn't be able to film sunday because i forgot that i was hosting a party and he is like ya. Also, i had to ask my mom to host a party which is a little scary. Even more scary after everything that has just happened in the last fucking 12 hours. Anyway, i end up keeping the peace witht he parents and even asking justin to switch to the bike once we get close to my house incase my parents looked outside and saw me. Then, we went home and that was one of the craziezt rides of my life. and one of the most dangerous rides ever. Well, we started off. Got gas, then justin lead. It was progressivly getting darker and the rain just kept going and not stopping. My visor was getting so foggy i could barely see anything. So then i put my visor up and now my glasses were getting soaked. But then i was getting pellted with raindrops and also i was hoping the black visor would be fixed so i put it down.

i put the other one down, but it didn't fix it./ I put it up and put the hlaf visor down and that was ok, but sometime when i lifted my head or did a pull it would come down. and that was super scary ngl. so i ended up doing liek a weird half and haldf thing but still got fucking pelted by raindrops. So we rode home after i did that whole thing. didn't crash went really slow. thought i lost justin for the first pull and slightly panicked. and got home, switched and drove back and then got in my car and left. we went to get food, uno's was closed so chilies. then we chilled i told him all about the book i read

it was nice and then we left and i told him i was in a weird funk which i was. Obvioiusly because of the thing that just happened the crash and the parent's being mad about the bike, but because i've just been in a bad mood lately anyway. Like i lacked my normal creativty because i have been able to write nothing for my new song. Also, when teaching i didn't teach with my normal energy. same thing with in the guard shack i just don't have my normal energy. so then we talked and realized how late it was. we talked in my car infront of justin's house for like 3 or 4 hours i swear. Talked all about my state, asked eachother questions, and asked eachother about eachother. i was so emotinoal i almost cried. I feel bad doing this pity thing, it's bad and weird. but, anywway. he talked my through it as we started talking about other things. It was good and i got out of my funk. I defiently think i am more attatched to him than he thinks of me. It makes sense, he has more to give to other people. i don't have like 1 if that. but then we got out of the car and i swear this was onlyu like a 15 minute conversation but it compeltly vetoed the last 2 hours in my brain. I finally told justin i wanted to be friends. And it was the hardest thing to do in my life. I was swaying and being nervous and anxious the whole time and made sure justin was ok like 30 million times oml. Then i was doing a little trauma response like trying to tell him that i had to mentally prepare myself

then he said it will be ok and if that he ever feels like he needs space, i will be able to tell or i can feel it. SOOOOOO, well see. AHHHH, it's ok. I am a little anxious for that but we shall see. Then we hugged and i left. My dad furious at my i swear to god i am going to be crucified upsidedown. i drove hom lisening to the songs he qued and sat there in silence then later only singing in. I was thinking about lossing him, about the issues about myself i need to fix like my toxicity, my stubborness, my unresolved trauma, my indecisivness, my inability to create buondaries, my insecrutitied, the wayt about how i slightly miss talking to my sister, about how i am a dissapointment, about how i had a dream about my ex and have been having them. Are they a signal from a universe trying to transtlate a message to me or just my inner deeper thoughts and desires. Who knows, but my desire was not t get back with him. That was not my desire, my desire was to simply have the luxury to be able to talk rationally with him about what went wrong. It would be nice closure. But anywa ya also just of letting that door close and how hard that and the word friends was for me. I know why. Friends is a scary word for me. they always leave, or they betray you, or you are hurt by them, or you've never seemed to have clicked close enough with them. Like there are so many reasons as the why the word friends has scared you. Like it is just tainited, even the community understadning of the world is dissicult to swallow because i am pressed to have a lot of friends. I am not scar3ed of being a friend, but i am scared to have them and hasve them betray me. aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh. But yua i like the grou pand justin has added me to things for the upcoming future and he is literally staying over my houser so we shall just see what happens to the dynamic. I'm and slightlyu leaning torwards it being ok just because he has things planned with me but i am still in the middle i am like 55% and 45% because of those commitments. So ya we shall seeeeeeee, or if else yet another friendgroup i lost womp womp. maybe i am just meant to be like this i thjought too, maybe i am just not meant to have friends. Like look at my past. and look at my presence, i always lost friends and still don't have anyt!!! Big red flagfgggggggggggggggg. What's wrong with her, what made her chase everyone away because she does have a bubbly smile and happy personality. why is the caveat.

so ya, all those things but when i told him that i only wanted to be friends. Not evben kidding a slight weight was lifted off my sdhoulder. I swear i did wanna bring it up but it never felt like the right time and i did wanna bring it up sooon . But he beat me to it, but hoenstly i thank him for helping me. I don't know if he realizes how muych i care for him. i fuckuing hoipe he deson't break it lol. but yea, it was hice. I am really scared and am just going to have to wait to see what happens with the dynamic but until them i just need to breath. Also, yea sang home and felt better and now i am writting this ebcause it is

euphoric magical, meditation. I am so cooked for tomorrow butit is ok. I neede this. I did. It's ok. Be strong maggie. live in the moment, dissociation has also been on your mind. ASSSHHHHHHHH, oh and if freddy could/would/ is liking you. and for not hanging out with your parents. Lot's of stressors. Ok, feeel. feel these things after you have typed them out. You are sad, anxious, stressed, wanting to feel warm, wanmting to feel alive. wanting to start a gtoal but being lazy. You need to get your shit together.

goodnight maggie. Good luck. Feeeeellllll the flow, feel you.

[2wheels1bite]

Postcards from my past

Come on, come on take a little ride with me You just might trip over some of your own memories, eventually?

I had moved out of my parents' house 2 days after HS graduation, my 1st place was this studio in Lowell, then I decided to move up in the world and got this 2-room place in the center of Fitchburg MA

It was the summer of 1985.

One night I discovered this little door in the ceiling of a closet in the bedroom. It contained drop downstairs to the roof. As far as I could tell it was the only access to the flat roof. The building is still there, it's now part of the Fitchburg Art Museum, corner of Elm and Academy streets. Back in the 80s Elm Street in "the burg" was not the best place to live, my friends at the time nicknamed my place Nightmare on Elm.

Across the street was the Post office and bank parking lot. That's where I would park my 1960 Ford F100 Pick-up and my 1980 Suzuki GS450S. I couldn't see the lot from the two windows I had but if I went up to the roof, I could see all around the building. I spent many nights up there. I don't remember being worried that someone would steal my truck or bike, but I would often go up at night just to check out the lot, and then lay on a folding beach chair my mom gave me, many nights just lying there looking up at the stars enjoying the cool night air.

That little twin cylinder Suzuki was my 2nd motorcycle, my 1st one that I purchased myself. Bike number one was given to me as payment for helping my brother-in-law work one summer. The Suzuki was black with gold mag wheel and a little bikini fairing over the headlight. Even though it was the same size as my 1st bike (450) it felt like a completely bike, my first introduction to a cafe racer style bike.

I was 18-year-old, living on my own and riding my motorcycle as much as possible. I had a few buddies at the time that also rode, but they were also into playing golf and other activities. Slowly as the summer months went on I found myself riding more solo trips then with my buddies. Now keep in mind this was 1985, way before cell phones, gps devices and other gadgets that make exploring so much easier today.

I had paper maps and motorcycle/travel magazines and books. I also had this strong desire to just get out and find places, it's been something I've expressed in my stories in the past, its just who I am. I would load up my backpack with a bologna sandwich some Wachusett chips and a coke, strap it to the back seat and click that little black Suzuki in gear and go. It was a new way to discover and explore. I spent many days riding around central and Western MA finding roads like Mohawk Trail, Route 116 and even took that black and gold bike up Route 100 in Vermont. Then I would wander back to Fitchburg and sit up on the roof on Elm Street and fall asleep under the bright stars.

It was such an amazing summer.

Fast forward to this past weekend and the Old School is Cool 1st Sunday of the month ride to eat in West Boylston. Seeing some cool old bikes and chatting with riding buddies has become such a fun way to spend a few hours once a month. There was a 1991 CBR250RR there, a nice clean RZ350 and several Honda CB's.

Then I saw it, a postcard from my past! A 1980 GS450S, and S! You see the S version of Suzuki's GS line was pretty rare, even back in 1980 it was rare. Most GS were the Standard L models. This one wasn't the black model but that didn't matter. Somehow, I didn't see it pull in, so I wasn't sure who rode it in. I found this table of gentlemen around my age and went up and said, "who's on that GS450?" Probably a little too enthusiastically too, because the owner said, its mine and it's for sale! Want to take it for a ride was his next comment!

Talk about a time machine!

You might be wondering, Jim did you buy from him?

To be continued.....

[quiet---corner]

Day One

I probably won't be numbering each post by day, as I may post multiple times a day sometimes. I'll figure it out as I go, I'm sure. I went to a wedding a couple days ago. I stayed for the ceremony, dinner, and the speeches. I left promptly after, as the amount of people was very overwhelming for me... My mother could've been lying when she said the others were talking about how I'd left early but I don't really care if they were, they always do even if I'm there. I feel as though it's always one thing or another with her side of the family, I dress too 'emo', I'm not social enough, I have too many piercings, I'm not manly enough to be respected, etc, etc. It always makes me feel awful for a few days after spending time with her.

As for today, 7/15/24, I got up at 8:25. I met the new puppy when I got home last night, and this morning my dad came in around 9 and laid her down with me. I'm a bit disappointed, I thought my dad would be working all of this week rather than just three days- I was hoping to have the house alone, I don't particularly enjoy him pestering me throughout the day, calling me out of my room just to comment that I'm not doing xyz enough or well enough or whatever it may be. This morning I had a Matcha Latte with Banana Milk, a rare treat. I was able to buy banana milk in the city with my mother, although I was a bit upset that a 6-pack was 13$. I also had a melon soda I'd gotten in the city and I mixed it with a sugar free redbull. I made myself a snack but didn't end up eating it. I did have dinner however, some roasted potatoes with ketchup and some chicken breast. I'm really craving something sweet but we don't have any sweets. A sad predicament indeed.

I didn't really do much of anything today, most of my time was spent on twitter, cuddling with the new puppy, and taking a small nap. I feel exhausted after spending three days around 120+ people, but I am looking forward to going camping with a couple friends for a night on Saturday. I don't know what I'd do without them getting me out of the house, being around most people is a chore at this point but I do genuinely enjoy my time with them.

TW ED MENTION

I'm a bit upset I gained a bit while I was at my mother's. She was gone for 4/7 days I was there, and I fasted for three of those days. It wasn't intentional at all, she'd even bought me some of my favorite foods. I just wasn't interested in food. It feels like a chore I must complete that I don't even want to do in the first place. I went for a bike ride to give the food I didn't eat to the local homeless population to make it seem as though I'd been eating in her absence. I'm happy to be getting back on track now that I'm home again.

[brumaire18]

The making of a new tattoo

Thirty-five years ago I got a tattoo on my shoulder. Back then the way of thinking about tattoos was very different from the way it is today: you would go to a tattoo artist's studio and he would give you a big album full of pictures and decide at the time what you wanted to tattoo. i decided to get a tattoo of a leprechaun with a beard and butterfly wings. I was in my hippie period. Since then the tattoo has always remained on my shoulder and gradually living a life of its own the colors faded and the lines blurred. so it had been a few years since I had decided to cover it up. I thought several times about what I could get tattooed to hide the old one but never had a chance to be faced with the need to think of something real: everything had remained very abstract until now. Until a few days ago, I called a tattoo studio to ask them if they could give me advice. As luck would have it, they were free at the time. I took my bicycle and went to them. I met with a tattoo artist to whom I showed some initial ideas and who told me that everything could be done. But more importantly, he gave me an appointment three days from now. that's how on the impetus of that appointment I began to think about what I really would like to have in place of the tattoo I had on my shoulder. I began frantically searching the Internet for designs and images I liked.

For some time I had been leaning toward geometric and minimalist type tattoos, which are what I like best. So very different from the old tattoo that I had to cover. The best shape to cover the old tattoo was round, and the ideal color to cover is black. the problem, however, was that covering an old tattoo with a black vignette would have made a bit of an impression: all that dark mass would have reminded one from a distance just of a patch. It was therefore necessary to figure out how to lighten that black-filled circle. So I found the first designs, specifically by an artist who has a minimal graphics project called Daily minimalism, which works a lot just on dark circles. So I found dark circles intersected by straight lines that I immediately liked. Also from the same Artist I found the design of two planets one larger and all black and a smaller one appearing behind him half white both intersected by a long straight line and next to them a small planet probably a satellite. I really like science fiction and so that design immediately inspired me. So I added the first design, the one with the black dot intersected by straight lines to the black planet. In this way I lightened both the black planet because of the three straight lines intersecting and by adding a small planet and a satellite and a straight line, so that with only the black dot the tattoo would not look like just a patch. day X was approaching, I therefore decided to start printing the designs I had composed so far with my ink jet printer on transparent paper so that I could see the designs directly applied on my shoulder over the old tattoo. I therefore began to try and try again, but there was something I was not sure about, something missing. The day before the tattoo artist's appointment, while I was taking a bike ride, an inspiration came to me. I had seen some very beautiful designs by an artist named Tycho . they were colorful planets with bands of sloping colors. I had really liked them when I had seen them, but I had put them aside because I was convinced that my tattoo should be black and white.

in a moment of mental clarity while I was pedaling, I asked myself, "what if a little color fit in instead?" Back home, I immediately tried inserting two colored Tycho planets instead of the white planet behind the black one. I immediately liked the result and began to print the two options: the one with the blue-hued planet and the one with the red-orange-hued planet. I also tried, as i had done with the other images, to apply the designs fine-tuned to the photograph taken with my old tattoo to try to get a better sense of how the tattoo would look. After doing these tests, I sent the three designs to the tattoo artist via WhatsApp, who replied, "color?" in fact I had initially told him that I wanted to do a solely black and white tattoo. And he himself later confided in me that it had been years since he had used color: in fact, he specialized in geometric tattoos and mandala-type patterns, exclusively in black and white...

The morning of the appointment I was very nervous, I had not yet actually decided which of the three possibilities I wanted to get a tattoo, and in fact I was not even convinced that I wanted to get this tattoo. In the three days that separated me from the appointment at the tattoo studio I asked all my friends and all my family which of the options I had thought of they liked best. In short, I did a kind of extended consultation, which eventually helped me make a decision.

Arrived to the tattoo studio I met the tattoo artist for the second time and we began to discuss. I showed him my designs and asked him for information. He was very kind and patient, reassured me and told me that he liked the designs. I taught initially that we can do the tattoo in two sessions: in the first one draw only the circle intersected by straight lines and in the second one add the other two planets and the straight line. He, however, convinced me to do everything together by telling me something I had been thinking about: that only the black vignette intersected by the straight lines would simply look like a cover, a kind of patch on my shoulder. Instead adding the two planets would have looked like a tattoo, a more organic design. At that point I made up my mind and said okay let's do it. He elaborated on the designs I had sent him on his iPad and from those to made stencils with which he showed me the result directly on my shoulder.

We decided on the best location for the drawing and at that point he started to prepare the machine, the needles and the black color. Having done all this he turned on the machine and told me "have a good tattoo" and started drawing. I began to relax and enjoy: what is done is done. Within two hours it was all over and I didn't even have any pain, just a tingling and sometimes a little more painful sensation but nothing unbearable, on the contrary.

During the session, Marcelo (the tattoo artist) had an idea: why not blur two of the triangles created by the lines intersecting the black planet, so as to make it even less visually prominent? And so we did.

I am very happy with the result, and most of all I am very happy that I finally decided to do it. The important thing for me was to completely reverse the mode that had led me to tattooing more than 30 years ago, with a random and totally unthought-out choice. So I wanted to be the one to decide the shape and appearance of my tattoo and for it not to be something randomly chosen from an album or the Internet, and for there to be something of my own in the design. And so it was.

The nicest compliment I received was from the tattoo artist who told me: "your tattoo design is very modern, I like it very much. Here in this studio I see mostly very old and uninteresting designs pass by".

Thanks to Marcelo, who with a firm hand and gentleness accompanied me in this little adventure.

From the pictures I posted, you can follow some of the steps that led to the final result.



[inpursuitofmeaning]

March 16, 2024

This morning, I went cycling by myself. 6 30 am, free from preying eyes, I still obeyed traffic laws. I truly am a saint. Oh - by the way - I did it! I biked across the border into Gatineau Park - just like I promised myself! It has been 2 years of avoiding that route (and granted, the new bridge opening that connects to the bike paths made it easier than it would have been in the past) - but I am still so proud. First ride out ~check-mark noise~, and did a route that scared me ~check-mark noise~. It was scary, and I was nervous, but as soon as I got to the bridge, I saw the sunset rising above Parliament, saw the reflection of pink and orange on the water, and, truth be told, was very grateful to be alive. At that moment, I felt like I could accomplish anything, including handling the problems that made my yesterday shit and dissuaded me from writing my daily log.

I look a bid disheveled in this picture for obvious reasons.

To be honest, I didn't really feel like writing about how I messed up hydrating my primers in the lab, or how I dropped some on the floor (shhh, it's a secret), or how I got really overwhelmed when learning qPCR, or how my specimens didn't even have latent viruses after all. That sounds like a good thing - and it is, I suppose - however, now I might need to pivot my entire PhD. I also did some critical thinking (for once, shocker) and realized I might not be going in the right direction with my project. I might need to object to a direction that my supervisors are pushing me, and overall am feeling really defeated. I also am unsure where to even begin studying for my committee meeting. But before we get all down about that - let's be in the moment just a little longer. I did the scary bike, and in that moment of bliss, I was at peace.

To be honest, the shit day was what gave me the courage to actually go for the ride. Instead of staying up late working, like I often do, I was so sad that I couldn't bring myself to work. Instead, I set an early alarm and distracted myself with the idea of a romantic early morning bike ride. It worked, and I feel a little calmer.

After the bike ride, Hunter, my wonderful partner, took me on such a lovely cafe date. I got a tea, and he got a hot chocolate. Everything was warm, and everything was right. And in that moment, I was very happy to be alive.

Émile, my French lab mate, and Sophie, blond Godess of the cattle, also gave me some great advice about my project.

"I also messed up making my primers today so I'm lying on the floor in my living room staring into the void" I texted them. "No void staring! The primers got what was coming to them" Sophie responded. I sent a close up of me starting at the camera "POV: Youre the void" I responded. "Qpcr sucks anyways" Émile chimed. "Agreed, made up black magic" I responded. "I'm going to go back to my farming simulator game and farm some REAL crops", I continued. [insert filler discussion between Emile, Sophie and I about the new species maybe not having viruses". "Also if this species done have latent viruses my entire PhD is à la poubelle", I complained. "You will pivot if that is the case! No worry! Forget all that before your exam", Émile assured. "Émile, you are an oracle of wisdom". I worshiped.

Then we started talking about crows, and I felt much better.

[aaaaatillathenun]

What the fuck is wrong with today? Did I just wake up on the wrong side of the bed? Is it cosmic?

It started so good. I woke up 45 minutes before my alarm and I was excited to get some “extra sleep”.

There was a big asshole truck driving on the way to work. Like I understand you want some small dick compensation but like at least be able to handle it if you feel the need to get one. This guy kept driving on the line and making me feel unsafe when I tried to pass him.

Then I did my stupid little one hour of work and I discovered that the fucking travel office changed the layout of the travel system we use without telling anyone. A couple weeks after they changed they layout of their website without telling anyone. I fucking hate the travel office. Someone I support has a report pending from a trip he took in April. That’s a whole different fiscal year, shouldn’t there be some consequences for your poor time management? I fucking. Hate. The. Travel. Office.

Then for my fucking class the lab manager didn’t come to open the door to the computer lab the class was in until 25 minutes after it started. Absolute waste of everyone’s time. Everyone was there at 8 in the goddamn morning for a class and your website and door both say that you’ll be there at 8. Where’s the communication? Absolutely fuming. I had to very consciously restrain myself from yelling at him, because honestly fuck that dude. I hope the professor chews him out. I should tell the professor that tbh.

The class was stupid as it always was. CliftonStrengths is a scam.

Then I got lost in the building like a chump trying to get out and I got pissed. I think you’re supposed to exit on the second floor, but how the hell am I supposed to know that? The star on the elevator was next to the first floor.

And its difficult to ride my bike when I’m hauling all the shit around to refill my snack drawer in an extra bag and all the fucking freshmen dont know how to walk on the sidewalks so bikes can get by.

My advising session was actually p good not gonna lie. Someone with the same advisor told me that she didn’t like the advisor bc she was so direct, but idk what she was on bc that was a great advisor and a person I get along with and would like to get the point of view more

Then back at work the fucking fire alarm went off. It was so fucking loud where I was and then we all had to hang out outside for twenty minutes until the firefighters came. And no one knows still if it was a drill or not but idek if it matters bc the “floor safety officers” were so bad at their job and didn’t really know what to do.

Then I found out that one of the systems we use wasn’t set up properly for me and I talked to my supervisor about it to try and get her to fix it. THEN I found out that I had actually been looking in the wrong place for a fucking year and it WAS set up correctly.

Also I checked my bank account and the term tuition has not been taken out of my bank account even though I have the payment confirmation. So I’ll wait for another like week and then check again.

I also realized that I forgot to pay rent and utilities for October. I need to let my roommate know that I’ll be renewing for another 6 months. However part of this non payment is bc she didn’t put any of the utilities i to tricount so idk what I owe her. I’ll get the check when I get home today tho. Hopefully she’ll let me waive the three day late fee because she also didn’t do anything for the utilities.

I hate when my job makes me feel like a travel agent and reimbursement machine but when it’s anything else I’m so out of my depth because all I ever do is travel shit.

Lets see how the rest of this shit day will go. I still have an hour and a half left of work plus I said I would show my face at a social event for my volunteer club, but that’s ok bc the new officers will be picking up the tab so I get a free drink or 2. But then I have a bunch of readings to do tonight.

Why the fuck did i decide that working and going to grad school at the same time and also living so far from everything was a good idea.

[pbandjesse]

Today was a pretty good day off. I felt happy because I got to be with James. And my lip is not swollen anymore! Still split open but not painful anymore. So I'm I feel a lot more positive about stuff.

I slept okay last night. I woke up before my alarm and felt a little weird but I was fine. I went to get dressed and found that James had opened our medical tape. And I went to find them and ask what was up. And they showed me that they did break their toe last night!! It was all purple!! I was so upset. Unacceptable!! Right before our trip! They are limping a bit but are mostly okay if I chose to believe them. I only mostly believe them.

After I got dressed I got myself together and worked on my embroidery for a while. Not to long because soon me and James were going out to do our errands.

And it would be fun. James forgot where we were going and started driving the wrong way but it was fine. We weren't in any rush. I was just happy to be out and about.

We went to lush first. I was hoping they would give us samples but not today. Ah well. I enjoyed smelling all the things. But I only got the two things I was a really there for. My shampoo bar and the argon oil bar. The cashier asked James if there was a baseball game today because of how they were dressed and it was very funny. No this is just how James lives their life.

We would get over to Canton crossing and I should have taken a picture but we saw the most ridiculous wrapped car with dragon ball z characters all over it. It even had a sticker that said you can take a picture. But I did not. James said it is a thing that needs to be found in the wild.

My foot split open again and James was limping so we made our slow walk to five below. We found a few things we needed. I carried around a plush slug but I did not buy it. Restraint. I did get gum and some candy for our trip. And after we dropped that off at the car we went to target.

I have a running commentary to James about things I saw. And we found almost everything else we had been looking for. I still can't find the travel size of the one I wanted but it's fine. It's like the smallest thing. I was still a little disappointed. But we both got new folding tooth brushes and James got a new body wash that smells so nice. And we just wandered around the store. It was fun.

I would end up trying on a dress that I thought was so pretty. James said I looked very pretty in it. It's funny though because it's much more lilac in person. But it makes me feel so good so the $20 as worth it.

We paid and left. Deciding to go to shake shack. Where we got sandwiches and fries to share. We also got a creamsicle flavored milkshake which was a little bitter but was fun to try. I was really enjoying James's company.

We went home after that. I got a little tired in the car and wanted to lay down.

I did not sleep right away. Mostly just hung out in bed. I would work on packing again. Got all my new toiletries in there. Labeled stuff. I put in the clothes James has washed yesterday. And I am still very not sure about shoes. But that's alright. I have time.

James went for a bike ride to see if their foot could handle it. And while they were gone I just rested. But I didn't sleep.

Once they got home I was very cold and they covered me up. And I was able to fall asleep.

While I was sleeping James worked on packing their own stuff. I wish I had been awake for that but I trust them. And we talked through anything I thought they might have forgotten. Like I'm not sure if we need bathing suits but I want to have them just in case?? And also pajamas.

We talked through a lot more things. And soon they were making us dinner. I had fake fish and broccoli and it was great. And I kept working on my embroidery commission.

I would spend most of the evening doing that. And it's almost done! There's a few places that I'll need to go over again because the threads are long. And then I'll have to trim the paper and wash the rest away. And then I'll add a backing of some kind to protect the work. I hope to have this done by Friday. And if my mental schedule goes well it will be and I'm thrilled.

James gave me a gift! They got me a new cheezer beanie which is such serendipity because me and Jess were just saying how I hadn't found one in so long. That I must have all of them on the east coast. I was thrilled to get a new one. James helped me move the collection to a new shelf and I made a little TikTok about them. Love my on cheezers and my husband.

James had an interview for their podcast. And it is always nice listening to them. Though at one point they were talking about "Manet's" but I thought it sounded like "mayonnaise" which I thought was very funny. Also fun to tease James about.

I would take a bath. And Sweetp came with me in the bathroom and would pat at me and was being real silly. And then I was getting ready for bed. I used my new face oil bar. And I moisturized my lips which are healing really well.

I hope I can sleep well tonight. Tomorrow I am working at camp on a program I've never done but I'm excited about! We are going to use dip nets to try and catch lizards and frogs? So cool. I hope we find stuff.

James is driving me there tomorrow because they are taking the car to Philly. So I will be at camp a long time. And after my program I'm going to set up for my Native American program on Thursday and then start organizing my art building. I hope it's a great day.

Sleep well everyone. Be safe. Take care of each other!!

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Anthony’s Stupid Daily Blog (479): Sun 9th Jul 2023

This afternoon I heard some noise coming from round the back of my house. I took a look and there were some kids riding around on bikes and playing with a football in the doctors office car park behind my house. Ten years ago there were always kids in there after hours but since then I've found that kids just tend to stay indoors (Probably because of Jimmy Savile). I can't believe how agorophobic the kids of today seem to be because when I was a little bastard like these little bastards are now I was out all the time. During the summer I'd be out all the time with my mates but I can even remember going out when it was pissing with rain and even in the dead of winter. I can remember going out over the bridge near the enterprise park with my mate Lee when there was a foot of snow on the ground just because we didn't want to be in the house. I also remember that we went out in the snow on our scooters and not being able to grasp why the scooters weren't working...in the snow. Nowadays the only time I will leave the house is for work, food or gigs. There was a fire in the kitchen once and I tried to stick around untilthe fire engine got here because it was raining. When I first started this blog the intent was to challenge myself to go outside and have adventures so that I could write about it but I quickly realized that I hate going outside and that's why this blog has mainly been reviews of the YouTube videos I watch. There have been allegations made against GB News presenter Dan Wootton that he has been soliciting sexy pictures from his staff. Wootton has responded by saying that there is a conspiracy to bring down GB News and it's presenters, and I hope he's right. I wouldn't have such a problem with these glorified tabloid cunts getting jobs at news organisations if they weren't presented as news organisations. Reading out a story about something Meghan Markle and then spending twenty minutes calling her a liar and a drama queen isn't news that's gossip. News is where something happens and you tell your viewers exactly what happened and let them make up their own minds. If they called these organisations GB Gossip or Fox Gossip I don't think I'd care so much but the fact that they try to legitimize themselves as a source of truth rather than presenting what theyconsider to be the actual truth just bugs me.