#just got myself some nyquil

[littlemut]

it’s cold & flu season y’all…..

[theidiotwhowritesthings]

I have covid (for the first time ever wtf) and I’m feeling sick and pathetic. Just thinkin’ bout how I have to take care of myself and I hate it. How do you think sugar daddy Joel would take care of our sugar baby reader without spending any money if she got Covid or the flu??

I need some fluff to get me thru. PS I love u and your writing so flipping much.

Sugar Daddy!Joel Miller x F!Reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: mentions of illness, reader can eat chicken noodle soup, reader has hair that can be brushed away from her face

Timeline: this does not fit into the current TCOY story line and is just a separate drabble in the same universe!

[a/n: first of all, OH NO. I know how bad COVID sucks. (fun fact I've had it on five separate occasions, I basically collect a new round of it every time a new strain runs through our hospital). Please please please make sure you stay hydrated above all else! Obviously I don't know your medical history, but the best general advice is to not get dehydrated. Your body needs fluids to fight the good battle. second, I love YOU and I know this isn't much and it's not that great b/c I threw it together in fifteen minutes but I hope it makes you feel a little better, my love💜]

TCOY DRABBLE:

HOMEMADE IS BETTER THAN STORE BOUGHT

"happiness is homemade."

“Baby girl, I need you to sit up for me.” Joel hummed.

You were buried in the thick comforter of his bed feeling absolutely miserable. The cold had come on suddenly. A small cough, more irritating than anything else, spiraled into full body aches, a splitting migraine, and congestion so bad that it felt like your head was filled with concrete. Joel’s heavy hand brushed aside the hair matted to your forehead with dried sweat. Your fever was lingering last Joel checked, but the Nyquil he forced you to take with a bottle of water earlier was helping some.

Joel murmured your name once more and you just moaned in response. You felt the bed dip with his weight and his hand dragged up and down your back. The motion brought with it a comfort on par with medication itself. 

“You think you can eat somethin', sugar?” Joel asked.

“Maybe later.” You mumbled. “Sleepy.”

“That’s probably the Nyquil.” Joel replied. “I sent Riley to pick up some stuff from the store.”

You felt Joel lean over and his lips brushed against your temple. You shook your head, “You’re gonna get sick. I should quarantine alone.” You buried yourself deeper into his bed. With your nose stuffed like it was, you couldn’t smell his sheets and that bothered you more than it probably should’ve. “Don’t you have that meeting today too?”

“If you think I’m leavin' you like this, sugar, then that fever’s got you delusional.” Joel snorted. You felt the covers you had bundled yourself in begin to untangle and a whine that could only be described as pathetic slipped your lips. Before you knew it though, Joel was under the thick comforter with you and you felt yourself get pulled into his warm chest. “C’mon, baby girl. Sleep it off.”

You snuggled closer into his grip and focused on the random patterns he was rubbing on your shoulder with his hand. As a human, this was obviously not the first time you had gotten sick, but something about this time felt different. With Joel’s thick arms wrapped around you it dawned on you that it was him. The last time you were sick you were forced to take care of yourself and work through it. Having your sugar daddy around made you needy as all hell it seemed, but the comfort Joel immediately showed you had you melting against his chest.

“When I wake up, can I have soup?” You blurted the words out, half asleep.

Before sleep took you completely, you heard Joel’s deep chuckle, felt it rumble against you, “Sugar, you can have anythin' you want.”

When you woke up, you did feel marginally better. Joel was no longer in bed with you and you slowly sat up to rub at your face. You craved a hot shower to wash off the sweat and open your sinuses a bit more. A groan left your lips, still feeling crummy, and you began to climb out of bed.

“Whoa, whoa, pump the brakes.” Joel called out. He came into the room holding a tray and you chuckled at the sight of him. He set the tray down on the nightstand to usher you back into bed. “Where do you think you’re goin'?”

You gave him a tired smile, “Shower. I feel icky.”

“Icky?” Joel asked and you nodded. He chuckled and leaned forward to press his lips on your forehead again. He sat back and rubbed a hand against your leg. “Think you can stomach somethin' first?” You nodded again and Joel grabbed the tray. It looked like a bowl of chicken noodle soup, but not the kind that came out of a can of Campbell’s. “Here we go.”

You tilted your head, “Where’d you buy the soup?”

“Didn’t.” Joel grinned. “Made it.”

“You made it??”

“Uh huh.” It was honestly adorable how proud he looked of it. “Homemade is better than store bought, right? Gets you better quicker.”

You laughed, “I’m not so sure about the science behind that.”

“No, no. When I googled the recipe it definitely said this would get you better faster.” Joel teased.

You picked up the spoon and carefully blew the heat away before bringing it to your lips. The first thing you tasted was salt. A lot of salt. Too much salt. You coughed in response and tried not to twist your face to reveal the reaction. You cleared your throat and smiled, “Yum.”

Joel furrowed his brow, “What’s wrong? No good?”

“No. It’s⏤ It’s good.” You said quickly. “It’s… I like the, uh, the…” 

Joel grabbed the spoon from your fingers to take a sip himself and he immediately spluttered with a cough and groan, “What the fuck is that?” Your lips twitched up into another smile. “That tastes awful. Jesus Christ. Gimme that.”

He took the tray from you and set it on the nightstand again away from you. You set a hand on the side of your face while watching his face crumple into a grumpy look of annoyance. You shook your head, “What did it taste like as you were making it?”

“What do you mean?”

“You know. While you were making it did it taste okay?” You clarified. Joel narrowed his eyes at you in thought and you tilted your head. “…Did you taste it while making it?”

“You’re supposed to eat it while you make it??”

You laughed, “Not eat. Just taste.”

“Shit.” Joel scoffed. “I ate some of the chicken and it was good.” You reached out and cupped his face. He looked annoyed with himself, but at your touch the grumpy demeanor morphed into a soft look of concern and disappointment. Joel sighed and turned his head to press a kiss to your palm before leaning into your touch again. “I’m so sorry, sugar. Just wanted to do somethin' nice for you myself rather than just buy…”

You shook your head, “This was nice. I loved it.”

“There is no way you loved that soup. It was just salt, damn it.”

“No, but I love that you tried.” You replied. “It’s the effort that counts.”

“That’s just what people say when they fuck up.” He grumbled.

You leaned forward and kissed the tip of his nose, “You said the homemade version would make me feel better, and this has definitely made me feel better, daddy.”

Joel wrapped his hand around the back of your neck and stared softly for a moment before his smile returned. “You missed my lips, sugar.”

“I already told you. I’m icky.”

“Don’t care. Still want you.”

“You are already pushing your luck.” You scoffed in amusement. “You are gonna end up sick.”

Joel pulled you closer, and even at full strength you’d never be capable of refusing this man. He paused with his lips just barely touching yours. “I’ll risk it.” Joel’s lips sealed against yours tenderly. A soft kiss of comfort rather than of passion. A wordless act of reassurance that he was there. Joel’s tongue just barely brushed against yours before he leaned back and left you wanting more. He hummed, “You taste like salt.”

“Yeah, gee, I wonder whose fault that is.”

[babbling-idiot2]

Greg house please

You had come into the clinic for a simple case of the flu. You had a mask on and stayed away from most people as best as you could. All you need was for them to prescribe you some meds to make the course of getting over it more pleasant. You had been told a doctor would be in in at least a few minutes. When the doctor walked in, you expected the nice white coat, but instead, you got a man with a limp and cane and a look that told you he hated this job.

"Hello, I'm doctor house, what's your problem Ms..." He says, looking at your file a bit longer than he should have been. He then looks up to you, and for a moment, you gasped at how blue his eyes were. 'Holy shit.' You said internally. "L/n?" "I just need something for this damn flu. I have no clue on what to take without screwing myself up even worse." He nods his head "Well usually you can kind of look it up without coming to the clinic, but I understand if wanting a doctor's suggestion is more desirable." Man, you might regret this. "Yeah, especially if the doctor is also desirable." He smiles a bit and looks at you for a moment. "The best thing I can suggest for you is rest, lots of liquids and perhaps some Tylenol. And if you have trouble sleeping, then some NyQuil can help. Also, flirting with your doctor can be a bit of a problem as well." You raise an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? How?" "Well, if the doctor likes you back, then various symptoms might occur. Like feelings, and the unnecessary want to get to know each other." You smile at that. Looking down at your shoes. He looks at the counter, stands up, and writes something down. When he hands it to you, you see Tylenol and Nyquil wrote down on it. "All can be found in the pharmacy or the general store. Have a nice day." He says as he walks out. You look at the paper, and for a moment, you don't notice, but finally, you do and turn the piece of paper over and see a number. And next to it is 'Call me if you still have feelings for me.' Smiling, you stand and walk out of the room. As you're walking over to the door to the clinic, you spot the doctor looking at you. You hold eye contact for a moment before you walk right out the door.

After you were long gone, he smiled down at the file in his hand before placing it on top of the rest of the files. Cuddy walks up next to him, and before she asks him about taking Wilson on an outing tomorrow, he stops her. "I've got a date tomorrow, can't do it." She scoffs. "You've got a date? With whom? And is she sane?" He lets that linger for a moment but shoots back, "I think so, but something must be wrong if she's going out with me, right?" He says as he walks away to go find his team and a case to make his day worthwhile.

(I hope you enjoy this! Have an amazing day/night!)

[podfeels]

Podfeels Season 1 Retrospective

4/13/2024 marked the two year anniversary of Podfeels’ first airing, and in August, we will celebrate the three year anniversary of its inception as a project. It feels so strange, looking back on it all. To me, it feels simultaneously like its always been in my life, and also like it just started yesterday.

I’ve spent nearly three years now spearheading this project, and we’ve expanded from a team of ten to a team of thirty in that time, and have put out roughly four hours of highly produced, full cast, full sound effect audio drama.

That may not sound like much, but for a team composed almost exclusively of first timers at its inception, and with two big hiatuses out of everyone’s control, I’m pretty damn proud.

With Season 1 ending back in January, us currently in the exact two month midpoint between anniversaries, and Season 2 being worked on behind the scenes, I thought now would be a good time to release a bit of a retrospective on our first season. Talk about the process, what went wrong, what went right, and also release our assets for the public.

I’m splitting this into three sections so you can skip around based on what you give a shit about. 

Looking 8ack

Reminiscence about how I got into godfeels through a series of insane coincidences that make my heart feel warm.

2. Adapt8ion

Discussing the process of adapting the work into our medium.

3. Portr8s, 8ackgrounds, and Sound8ites

A release of Season 1’s art and sound assets for your perusal outside of the videos, use as desktop wallpapers, or what have you. 

Looking 8ack

In March 2020, I got covid for the first time. My workplace had no protections for it yet, so I lost my job. And while bedridden with covid, subsisting off a diet of lukewarm broth, saltines, and nyquil, I set my youtube Watch Later (ok, thats a lie, it was my Likes, which i used ((still use)) as a watch later instead of using the actual watch later function, BUT-) playlist to shuffle. And in this fugue state, I stumbled on the video that would completely change the trajectory of my life.

“What I Learned Writing 50,000 Words of Homestuck Fanfiction”, by Sarah Zedig. I vaguely remembered her from some video about the McElroys and from Hbomberguy’s stream, and I had put off watching this because at the time of its release, I hadn’t yet finished Homestuck. So I shuffled it away for later, and it found its way back into my lap at the perfect time. Having now finished the comic, read the Epilogues, actively reading Homestuck ^2: Beyond Canon, and five months in to my first ever real creative outlet in my semi-abandoned video essay channel, I was interested to hear what this goat had to say.

In the video Sarah went into detail about a ton of wider context about the Homestuck Renaissance that I was fully unaware of, and made a very strong case for her own postcanon work, godfeels. Her passion bled through and I figured, sure, why not, I’ve got nothing better going on, I’ll read the story of Spiderjeggings’ No Good Very Bad Transition. Why not!

55,660 words later, crying alone in bed, I was now a girl. Reading the scene of June making her list of wants the morning after Terezi’s return, I said out loud to myself, hoarse as can be, “I can’t put it off any longer.” 

After reading to current I ended up joining the godfeels fanserver, and from getting settled in these circles I’ve met so many people I wouldn’t have otherwise, and come into myself in ways I can’t begin to fully quantify. I went from one relationship to fourteen to now a stable four, the other person in my head shook back loose after a decade of suppression by me (sorry again, Aegis), I’ve become more cultured, I’ve gained more friends, I’ve gained more hobbies, and most relevant of all… I’ve gained Podfeels.

Podfeels proper actually started in a really funny and impromptu way. In Sarah’s video she mentions wanting to start a podfic adaptation of it, but with that being two years past with no more word, a conversation about it cropped up in the server, and it was revealed that it had been canceled for various reasons. Everyone immediately understood why that had to happen. It was an insane amount of work, especially now that Godfeels was entering the territory of a space opera. But the demand was there among all of us, and after almost a dozen loops of us all going “drat, would be cool. I wish someone would take the helm on that!”, I just went ALRIGHT I GET IT and opened up casting. Podfeels was actually originally a joke name made by someone in the server before I even entered the conversation, but we used it for so long during development that by the time we came to release day it just felt wrong to call the project anything else. The name just stuck.

After a few hours of people daydreaming about it happening, and me encouraging other people to take the helm, I finally gave in and opened up casting. Now, it’s important to understand, I had never directed ANYTHING like this before in my life. I made a really terrible sketch in high school theater class and that’s about it. I’ve always been a bit of a natural leader but never anything with the kind of scale this would require, and it showed. I crowdfunded almost all ideas for what to do and how to handle it, and my best idea for how to do auditions was “just send in a few lines of you doing whatever character you want”. And my language was… insufferably fawning. I was hedging my bets at every opportunity. Every development in the project was “tentative”, I was the “director” until someone else took charge, etc. Looking back its actually kind of adorable? 

Look at that sweetheart. She’s so scared. She has no idea the beautiful changes she is in for.

The casting process was an unmitigated DISASTER. Nobody there knew how to audition, and I didn’t know how to wrangle. We were an unstructured gaggle of doofasses stumbling into each other. And due to the limited pool, I was stretched kind of thin on where to put people. Obviously I stand by all our decisions and love our cast, but because I was pulling entirely from the fanserver, options were very limited. I wanted to get everyone who wanted one into a role, but having to do the math of “this person is 40% good at Character A and 60% good at Character B, but this OTHER person is 80% good at Character B and the closest runner up for Character A is only 35% good” was agonizing.

We ended up deciding to make a few demos first, to test our chops as actors and mine as editor. We had four planned. But after we fully produced our first two demos and had recorded the third… I decided we should immediately start chronological production.

Why did I make this decision, you ask? Well. We had a few months until 4/13/2022. If we immediately all went overdrive, me especially, we had the chance to get our first episode out on the 13th 4/13 anniversary of Homestuck, and like HELL was I about to let us pass that up. 

This was the right call, I think, but it did bring us into a BUNCH of complications. First off, it meant we never really tested our violence and drama chops on the houseraid. Second, if I had waited, we would have been able to dodge our first big hiatus, where I put us on pause for a couple months while we waited to see if our Terezi wanted to leave after she floated the idea, which she ended up doing. If we had stayed in prepro, we would have skipped a huge hiatus and not replaced a key character between episode one and two. It also meant that we didn’t fully solidify an editing pipeline, and I was handling practically all editing until around episode 3. Additional prepro time would have helped us iron that out, as well, rather than me breaking myself on the first couple episodes before bringing in help out of desperation. This rush ALSO led to us having to release episode 1’s video around a week after the audio’s release, and with a fucked up background because I was crunching so hard I didn’t notice I’d accidentally completely butchered John’s bedroom somehow! I think I somehow content aware filled the wall? Fucked if I know why!

This is an abridged version because I want to get us to the meat of the matter today and I feel a lot of the longer story is best saved for a video I plan on making down the line, when we’ve reached 50 hours of runtime. For now, let’s move on.

Adapt8ion

A few folks have asked for indepth adaptation notes for what we change in an episode and why. As a general rule, we make changes with three primary motivations. First, adjusting text-based ideas to sound-based. Godfeels plays with its medium in countless compelling ways that, when shifted to a different medium, are either clunky or incomprehensible. So our first job is to translate those into sound. Second, turning narration into sound effects. We don’t need to discuss sounds in the scene, or a character’s tone, when we can just hear it all ourselves now. This then expands into further issues, however, as some things DO need to stay as narration. There’s a lot of pathos in the narration, and often there’s details that can’t be conveyed through audio alone. But by removing just the audio cues, we are left with very clunky phrasing that does our source material no justice. So we have to rephrase entire sections to give them the same resonance, meaning, and clarity while also getting rid of all the things that are now extraneous in our medium. The third main type of edit is bringing it more in line with what comes later. Godfeels has been running a long time and has become a very different beast from where it began. I love this about it, but some ideas have ended up with insufficient preparation, and some thematic resonances are easy to see looking back but may be partially unintentional. We can take advantage of hindsight and bring certain things more in line with the work’s modern philosophies, such as putting an additional focus on the citizens of Earth C, introducing X as its own entity, playing with Dirk more as a villain, and introducing the question of “what happens to the leftover Junes in a retcon?”, all during Episode 6. 

I’ll be releasing a few other posts soon with detailed adaptation notes for every episode in the coming days, but I’ll leave it here for now and bring us to our final section-

Portr8s, 8ackgrounds, and Sound8ites

While the idea for video versions was a relatively late addition to our process, I’m very proud of the work everyone has put into making them what they are. Our art team and video editor do wonders. First up, we’ve got the talkpogs.

The talkpogs were my own invention, but I can hardly claim they’re an original idea. I’m sure something almost identical has been done before. What directly inspired me, though, was the old Polygon podcasts, where they’d have the hosts faces made out of polygons, with one loose and separated, synced to that host’s audio track. It was the first time I’d seen something like that and I knew I wanted something similar to indicate who was talking. From there it all fell into place pretty easily. The outer ring and the waveform is the character’s text color, and the background is their name color. If those two are the same (as they usually are), I apply a slight darkening to the background just for differentiation. The sprites, though, were all the art team. Unfortunately we didn’t have a base early on, so different artists drew to different scales. 

For the art style I told the artists to try to strike a middleground between Homestuck classic and girlpillz’s style which had just been shown in GF3.1.8.E, where godfeels got its first spritework. Otherwise, designs were largely up to the artists but we had conversations about them as a project. Overall I’m very satisfied with the work everyone turned in.

Backgrounds were a more complicated beast, but paradoxically also have less to talk about. We started out with one background per episode, which was pretty doable, but with the season 1 finale, and our expanded art team, we opted to expand out into a background per setting. The first two are just Pesterquest backgrounds I edited by hand, but after that we started having custom art. That was largely due to restraints lifting as the team grew, but it also turned out pretty good thematically, as the first episode with custom art was Episode 3, where June’s egg cracks. We left official art behind as June left the officially plotted course. I think it’s resonant.

Now we come to our latest introduction. KEY ART. We started doing this in Episode 6 and it’s so sick. Don’t expect these inclusions to be TOO common, but… we have some cool things in store here, and I think you’ll all be really excited to see ‘em. For now, here’s our first and so far only public piece of key art, Dirk menacing June against the tree. The final piece of art of Season 1, and the final piece of art of Season 1’s retrospective. It only seems fair.

Which now brings us to my own inclusion: sound assets. I’m very proud of the work I’ve put in to giving each character and concept their own unique aural profile. From the magical girl burning radiation of Jade’s magic, to the shattering static of June’s retcon, to threading the needle of Hammer, Sword, Plastic Toy, Dice, And Doomsday Device in June’s vrillyhoo. 

That’s all for today. In the coming week or so I’ll put together a few more posts, going over each episode in more detail, from point by point script edit notes, to specific art discussions. I also plan to bring in a few people who have been around since day one to talk about our experience setting up the project.

But for now, look forward to seeing more from us soon. Both in the upcoming devposts, and in Season 2. We've been on a hiatus to get our preproduction pipeline settled, and because we wanted to get a few episodes prepped so we can try to maintain a monthly schedule. But we're getting to the end of this phase now, and will be announcing Episode 7's release date very soon.

Until next time! :::;)

[whiskey-tango-matcha]

that list is amazing and im so greedily wanting to say like 80 of them, hahahaha!! Buuuut i'll limit myself!! Maybe something with 45, or 51, (or 19!) or all of them if you want more then 1 per thing!!! (but i can't pick from those, any would be wonderful, just whichever sparks your imagination~~~)

yessss i loved all of the ones you chose, but ended up just using 19 and 51. elijah-centric this time, 700ish words under the cut!

“Mbove.”

Greyson whipped his head away from the computer and looked up to see his boss in a hoodie and jeans, carrying a box of tissues with massive dark circles under his eyes. The chef raised an eyebrow, but pulled his chair in towards the desk so Elijah could get by.

When Elijah had left last night, Greyson was fairly sure he heard him say ‘Don’t look for me tomorrow, I’m going to be in bed’; he’d assumed that that meant Elijah was taking the day to recover from the latest cold that had circulated through the restaurant, but maybe it had just been a figure of speech. “Are you, uh, staying…?”

“Ndo,” Elijah murmured, setting his things on the desk and collapsing into the rolling chair next to Greyson. “Just here to do the schedule. Mby laptop is broken. HNGSTHH-ue!”

Greyson furrowed his brow. “Bless you,” he said. “You know I could’ve sent the schedule out for you, right? Or Mark could’ve?”

Elijah shook his head and pulled a tissue out of the box, his face frozen in a pre-sneeze. “Huhh...hnn...huhhhNGTSHZUE! ETZSCH-ue! HTSH! NGSTZH-ue! HRSHH-ue!” He blew his nose quietly while the computer started up, and Greyson whistled long and low.

“Wow, boss. Bless you, bless you.”

“Stobp blessi’g mbe,” Elijah said, barely understandable. He blew his nose again before continuing: “Mbark doesn’t do the schedule for a reasond. Ndot his skill set. And we have a weird week ndext week with parties, so I have to actually write it ndot just copy and pas – HRSSHH-ue!” Elijah wrenched to the side, away from Greyson, and groaned. After wiping his nose on his sleeve, Elijah closed his eyes and placed his head in his palm.

Almost a full minute elapsed before Greyson built up the courage to disturb his boss. “Um...Lij? I mean, I know the answer is obviously ‘no’, but are you… okay? You seem, uh…” Barely conscious were the words on the tip of Greyson’s tongue, but that seemed a bit uncouth to say aloud.

“Ndo,” Elijah said, eyes still closed. “I took Ndyquil instead of Dayquil this mborning. NGSTHZUE! Fuck.”

“You...took Nyquil before you got here?” Greyson asked, and Elijah nodded, turning his head towards the chef and blinking a few times. “Like, took Nyquil and drove?”

“I’mb ndot an idiot, Greyson, I didn’t drive. I took an Uber,” Elijah said, sucking in through his nose in futility. He closed his eyes again at the dizziness that was clearly taking over. “Fuck, I thindk I’mb gonna pass out.”

Oh, shit, Greyson thought, standing. “Don’t pass out,” he said, a mild panic taking over.

“Actively trying ndot to, thandks,” Elijah said from behind his hands. Greyson, in his panic-induced state, started scanning the office for something Elijah could fall at least semi-gracefully on and landed on a pile of somewhat-clean chef’s coats and three tablecloths with holes in them that they kept forgetting to send out to be mended. Elijah opened his eyes just in time to see the nest fully formed on the ground between him and Greyson. “The fugck is that?”

“It’s your fall station. For when you have your fall,” Greyson explained, patting the pile of garments. Elijah rolled his eyes.

“I thindk I’ll be ok, Grey, you fuckigg oddball,” he said, before turning away once again. “Hhh...huhNGSTHZ-ue! HTSSSH-ue! Fuuuuck,” Elijah pressed his fingers into his eyes again, attempting to steady himself. Greyson felt his eye twitch with anxiety.

“Hey, boss,” he said gently, “how about you, uh… lay in the nest for a bit. Just til the Nyquil wears off.” Greyson definitely expected some sort of angry quip, or to be told to fuck off, but instead Elijah just nodded and pushed himself off the chair and onto the ground. Greyson was fairly sure he heard snores before his boss’s head even dropped.

Greyson couldn’t help but huff out a laugh as he pulled the door shut. “Feel better, Lij,” he murmured, and left his boss to rest.

[beefrobeefcal]

Well hello there, Beefro! I hope your cold is still improving (and you didn't swap the NyQuil and DayQuil today, unless you wanted the nap)! 😉

For the writing ask game, I'd like to submit #29 and/or #35. Let's hear what you like/what you're proud of! 😊

Hugs and sinus-cleansing vibes,

Reby💜

You're such a gem, Reby!

Thank you @rebel-held - I am doing better and have so far not mixed up any medication! I've avoided daytime napping like a champ for nearly 48 hours - go me! 💜😘🥩👌

What’s something about your writing that you’re proud of?

I think the fact that I wrote it, posted it and interacted with those who read it makes me proud. I know that tummies and eating can be a taboo subject, and prior to this, you could not have pulled a conversation about it out of me. But now, I'm feeling it.

I'm also hella proud of my writing in general. I'm trying not to pump my own tires here! But when I do go back and read what I've done (while ignoring the typos lol), I tell myself I'm a good egg and did a good job.

What’s your favorite fic you’ve posted?

Now that's a toughie because some I like because of how well I feel I did on them and others are because of the reception I got.

Example: I love Baby's Got a Temper because i felt very inspired and ready to just tell that story. I liked the process of writing it and I felt I executed it well (go ahead and read me in the comments if you disagree), and I felt like this was a fic I would have bookmarked if I came across it in the wild.

On the other hand, The Way to a Man's Heart was not as easy of a writing process and was really the first one i struggled with. I was hesitant to post it because i wasn't truly happy with where it landed (mainly due to the fluff it had and the fact that I was listening to Hozier's new album and feeling feels), but reception for it was OFF THE CHARTS! I've grown to appreciate it and now it's one of my favs.

Hope that answers your questions, Reby! Adore and appreciate you!

Smuttiest regards,

Beefro 👌🥩💜

[jacenbren]

2 tag memes

Got tagged in these by @dragonofeternal and I’m more than happy to play along!!

Current things tag meme

3 ships: Inumaki Toge/Okkotsu Yuuta; Legato Bluesummers/Millions Knives; Kai Smith/Zane Julien

Last song: Your Best American Girl by Mitski

Currently reading: the Jujutsu Kaisen manga. against my own better judgement.

Currently watching: working my way through rewatching Supernatural and Death Note. the former is a lot lamer than I remember and the latter is a lot goofier than I remember.

Last movie: Annihilation!! I love that movie and rewatch it from time to time, however I made the mistake of watching it while on a redeye to San Franciso and dozed off halfway through. had a nightmare of That Goddamn Bear chasing me. bad plan.

Currently consuming: fuck I forgot to eat breakfast today. I will make up for it by eating an entire box of cherry tomatoes.

Currently craving: I would kill for some donuts right about now lol

15 people 15 questions tag me

Are you named after anyone? Yes actually! My legal name is based on the name of a band my dad likes, and I stole my chosen name off of a character from the Star Wars EU.

When was the last time you cried? While I was traveling a week ago; I got really overstimulated and exhausted while off my ass on Nyquil and had a meltdown :(

Do you have kids? Nope I am nineteen and not at all mentally healthy enough to be emotionally there for a child. am currently hoping to remove the baby making bits asap.

What sports do you play/have you played? I ran cross-country for about seven years (all the way through both middle school and high school) and got my varsity letter my senior year! I also did track & field for a few years (my events were long jump and 100-meters) and to this day I still go on jogs during the summer.

Do you use sarcasm? I am very autistic so my ability to discern tone is. not great. apparently I use sarcasm a lot without meaning to lmao

What’s the first thing you notice about people? Probably their voice tbh

What’s your eye color? Blue. like apparently scarily blue. fucking satoru gojo dayglow freaky ass cerulean orbs.

Scary movies or happy endings? It wildly depends on the genre and my attachment to the characters. I'm much more of a psychological horror guy rather than an enjoyer of slasher films, so I definitely tend to prefer horror literature than movies. as for happy endings?? I definitely enjoy them when I'm looking for escapism, but unhappy/bittersweet endings definitely still have special a place in my heart.

Any talents? I'm really good at driving and I have perfect pitch!

Where were you born? Anchorage Alaska, born and raised :)

What are your hobbies? I'm a big writer, and I occasionally dabble in drawing. I'm really into Stardew Valley at the moment and I've racked up over 200 hours at this point in just one save file. I am falling hopelessly for Sebastian but I feel too guilty to divorce my current husband Elliot. help.

Do you have any pets? Yep, a cat named Ekko and a dog named George. No the dog isn't named after GeorgeNotFound. My dad named him after George Costanza from Seinfeld.

How tall are you? 5'6"

Favorite subject in school? I was always really into history and would meticulously take notes to the point where I could've probably taught the class myself. however autistic gifted kid burnout hit halfway through high school and I barely graduated after sleeping through most of my classes lmao.

Dream job? Any job where I can put some music on and just Do Tasks all day. I worked tourism over the summer (hated that job and I never want to go back) and spent half of it hiding in the back room putting stickers on merchandise. I Love Boring Menial Tasks.

anyway tagging @mellointheory @hecksee @apollos-boyfriend @setsuntamew @acewendino @wigglesforsquiggles @siryyeet @routeriver @versaphile @avitus-ostrander !! feel free to join in if you like; no pressure :D

[blkkizzat]

Urgh I skipped class tonight cause I am sick which sucks cause I had this cute ghostface "no you hang up" sweater to wear but I guess I will just wear it Monday.

Literally took zinc pulls, ibuprofen, nasal decongestant, oil of oregano, turmeric, a multivitamin, put vicks under my nose and pumped myself with so much OJ today. Not to mention ordering Chinese hot pot.

I WILL BE HEALTHY FOR HALLOWEEN PARTIES THIS WEEKEND!

I feel a lot better right now, enough to work some more on the Werewolf!Toji fic which is already 5.2k words lmfao help. I can't write something short to save my goddamn life.

But I did get super into building atmosphere again cause reader def got herself into some shit this time in the woods y'all.

I just have the smut scene to write so hopefully can power through some for the next hour before this Nyquil starts hitting and then finish tomorrow cause I already slacked my boss to tell him I'm not working lmfao.

Everyone take your multivitamins and STAY HEALTHY!

[pbandjesse]

I only cried a little today. Today did not go to plan. I did not wake up feeling better. I woke up feeling weak and coughing. I had a low grade fever and a lot of pain. James had woken up early and made me eggs and hash browns and was going to drive me to the nursery. But when I stood up and went to brush my teeth I was like. This isn't safe. I shouldn't go. So I told James. I finished brushing my teeth. I texted Francine at the nursery. I felt so supremely guilty. She hoped I would feel better soon but emotionally I was really sad.

I also rescheduled the interview. And then had to do some schedule shuffling for puhtok in March. I told Elizabeth how I was sick and she told me to take care of me. But I told her that I know I'm being like. Entitled. Acting like me taking time off to be sick is going to make the whole world fall apart. But she understood what I meant.

I got really upset around 10. I was so tired but I couldn't get comfortable enough to sleep. But I was so weak I still couldn't do anything. This was for the best. I tried to do to much yesterday. I had eaten the omelette James made me. I requested McDonald's fries when they started serving lunch. But then asked if I could just take a NyQuil.

So I did. And I fell asleep hard.

James says when they brought me fries I just said. Awake no. And fell back asleep. I ended up sleeping for 4 hours. And because James is the best they would go out again and get me fries that weren't cold.

It took me a while to get myself up though. I had kicked all the pillows off the bed. And I had had James open the back door to freshen up the air. But it had gotten very cold in here. So while James was gone I got a sweater on and put the bed back together.

The fries were nice and made me feel a little better. And I do feel better since waking up. I still feel weak. And my chest hurts. But I do think I'm okay. I can't take another day off. Three was bad enough.

I took a bath because that's the energy level I had. And got in bed in clean jammies. James joined me and has actually been asleep for a while. They haven't been sleeping well so I'm glad they can get some rest without being in pain or getting startled by me coughing. They go back to work tomorrow but only for 2 days. Because on Friday we are still going camping. Because I always get sick before we go camping. So I have two days to feel better all the way. But tomorrow I am determined to go to work. And feel normal. So wish me luck. Take care of yourself. Don't get sick. Because it sucks.

[darkmoonkestrel]

daily kestrel 68:

last night's NyQuil gave me exactly 8 hours of sleep, so I was awake at 7 this morning, although not "up" until closer to 8. after replying to the realtor and killing a little bit of time, I went to grab donuts for breakfast, thinking that the library opened at 9 and I'd be able to go check out the next royal ranger book. I fact checked myself on the library hours and discovered that they didn't open until 10, decided not to kill time on the other side of town for an hour, and came home with our donuts

Paige ate hers while she got a few hours of work done in the office, and i sat on the couch alternately transcribing the program evaluation rubric and doing other productive small tasks, replying to emails, calling the vet, etc. while How It's Made played on the TV. Peyton woke up around noonish, and shortly after Paige left the office and I went in for my stint of doing work. idk how I managed to do it all, but within a few hours I wrote a watched an hour long webinar, wrote a blog post about it, wrote my draft grant application, and did all of my readings for my other class, so thankfully I am free of schoolwork for tomorrow, since we'll be going to look at more houses

the weather was nice today so we had several windows open until later in the afternoon. Paige made 7 layer dip and then pork & bean soup, both of which were phenomenal. we had a brief tickle fight with no true winner - Paige ended up on the floor and I almost got thrown on top of her, but still, no winner was declared, so I shall not give Peyton the title preemptively. we removed Peggy's stitches after her gabapentin kicked in, I played a couple hours of Stardew while we watched more burger show (we're almost caught up now) and then Peyton finished the first Royal Ranger book with some hot cocoa that I finally got around to making.

I just took more NyQuil, let's hope it gives me more than 8 hours this time because damn I would love to sleep in on the only day of the week that I will be able to do so, since we don't have to leave the house until 1pm to do more house hunting

[enbypengu]

I've been sick for a week straight now - now with pink eyes!! Yeah, both - and I tried to do some laundry today to sanitize anything I've touched (sheets, pillow cases, towels, etc.). I managed to get the wash going but it was taking a while in the dryer (still drying actually), and we had laundry from before I came back from a family trip that needed folding but I never got around to it because I'm sick.

Well, my husband has officially gotten to the "annoyed enough to say something" part and I kind just told him "yeah I'll do it tomorrow" to placate him and not deal with that argument. We both know it was headed there, but I refused to let it. I'm now laying in bed, NyQuil running through my veins, and realizing how shitty this feeling is. Yes, he works a demanding job, but I've been laid out on the couch for a week. I pushed myself too hard on other days and screwed myself, and that was BEFORE the pink eyes.

I don't really know where I'm going with this, or who will even see this, or if I'll even keep it up, but fuck dude. I can barely talk because it hurts, if I start crying it'll just get worse.

[reasoningdaily]

A Decongestant in Cold Medicines Is Ineffective. Here’s What to Use Instead.

Cold season just got trickier.

On Tuesday, an advisory committee to the Food and Drug Administration unanimously said that a popular ingredient found in oral cold and allergy decongestants is ineffective.

The F.D.A. will make its own decision on whether to remove medications containing the ingredient, phenylephrine, which is found in products like Sudafed P.E., NyQuil Severe Cold & Flu and Tylenol Cold & Flu Severe. But in the meantime, and as cold and flu season approaches, consumers will need to weigh their options.

If I take a medicine with phenylephrine, am I at risk?

The advisory committee focused on oral medications that contain phenylephrine; nasal sprays with phenylephrine are still considered effective. If you have oral medications with the ingredient, they are not necessarily harmful at their recommended doses, and some may contain other ingredients that can be helpful.

“It’s not a safety issue. It’s an effectiveness issue,” said Dr. Mark Dykewicz, an allergist and immunologist at Saint Louis University School of Medicine.

But you still may want to look for alternatives. “Me, personally, I wouldn’t want myself or my kid to take anything that’s unnecessary and that’s demonstrated ineffective,” said Jennifer Le, a member of the advisory committee and a professor of clinical pharmacy with the Skaggs School of Pharmacy and Pharmaceutical Sciences at the University of California, San Diego.

If I want to relieve congestion, what ingredients should I look for instead?

Pseudoephedrine, which is found in behind-the-counter products like Sudafed, is effective at clearing congestion, Dr. Dykewicz said; just keep in mind that it can come with side effects. Some people taking the medication report trouble sleeping, feeling jittery or elevated blood pressure, he said.

Nasal decongestant sprays like Afrin or those that contain phenylephrine can also offer relief, Dr. Dykewicz said — but you shouldn’t use them for longer than three to five days. After that, you run the risk of rebound congestion: when the mucosal surfaces in your nose swell, making you feel even more clogged up than before. There are some sprays that you can use for longer stretches, without the rebound risk, namely steroid sprays that contain ingredients like fluticasone (Flonase) or triamcinolone (Nasacort), which are available over-the-counter.

If allergies are the source of your congestion, oral antihistamines like Zyrtec, Claritin or Allegra might help. You can pinpoint whether your stuffy nose comes from allergies or a viral infection, like the cold and flu, by paying attention to other symptoms, said Dr. Mark Aronica, an allergy and immunology specialist at the Cleveland Clinic. If you also have a sore throat, fever or body aches, it’s likely something other than allergies.

Can I treat congestion without medication?

In many cases, you can treat a stuffed-up nose by standing in a steamy shower or using a humidifier to help clear your nasal passages, Dr. Le said. A nasal saline spray can also help clear out irritants and mucus trapped in the nose, said Dr. Andrew Lane, director of the Johns Hopkins Sinus Center.

“You can’t do too much saline,” Dr. Lane said.

Neti pots are another useful tool to irrigate your sinuses, Dr. Aronica said, although you should be careful to use sterile or distilled water.

But if congestion is interfering with your ability to get through the day, or if you find yourself suffering for multiple days on end, you may want to seek out other options, Dr. Le suggested.

Will cold medicines containing phenylephrine be off the shelves soon?

The F.D.A. has not issued a final decision, and it could be some time before the agency announces whether it will pull medications that have phenylephrine. “The process will take a lot,” Dr. Le said.

[darkmoonkestrel]

daily kestrel 58:

I ended up just entirely calling out of my practicum today bc the sickness has overwhelmed me. I'll still be able to get all my required hours done, I just had to push back today's planned activity to one of the November days. in lieu of actually getting hours, I did at least watch a webinar today and get a post up about that, so now I only have one webinar left to do

I watched the first two episodes of Gastronauts, and honestly an iconic show so far - I've seen gifs of Brennan's challenge, but surprisingly none for Izzy's or Grant's, and both of those are gems too. I zoned out and watched some How it's Made (prime staying home sick television) and played a little bit of Animal Crossing to escape the mindless scrolling

I became a person to take Peggy to her vet appointment for her surgery and treated myself to a Dunkin iced coffee for doing so. I called Mom while I was waiting and talked to her some, and they had Peggy out within about an hour. she was shaking a lot as she was coming to after the sedation so we hung out there for 15 minutes or so to get a pain med shot in the tip of her tail and wait for that to kick in, then we were homeward bound

despite this being her 4th surgery, I forgot how fuckin fast she can be while still woozy from meds, even with just three legs. she got away from me as soon as I opened her carrier in the house, but licky treats came to the rescue with that situation and I was able to get her medicated and coned with relatively little trouble

we went to see some more houses today in case the one we like falls through, and all four of them were busts. the first one we were in and out of in record time, the mold on the kitchen cabinets sealed its fate so strongly that I didn't even go into the upstairs or basement areas. we also got the quote back for a total siding replacement (not repair for whatever reason - we told the realtor it was that they couldn't match the siding, but we straight up don't know why they didn't prepare two separate quotes like we asked, Paige is gonna follow up on that tomorrow) and it is way too much to do for the price they offered us, so we've declined to do that. still waiting to see if/how it affects the buyer's offer and therefore our own offer, but no use getting too worried about that. as Paige said on the way home, we're gonna leave it to whatever deity decides to pick it up from here

I finished my project once we got home, and took NyQuil like 30 minutes ago so that should be kicking in soon. I'll be wearing the Snorlax onesie tomorrow with a work shirt underneath it in case it gets too hot, but there's no way I'm missing Halloween at work tomorrow, plus idk that they'd survive the day without me (they really rely on me for someone who's only been working there for less than a year)

[sleeplessinpnw]

My body hurts. I hate being schizophrenic. I remember when my life was clear and I was healthy. I was social, I would go out with friends all the time, I had a better reputation, I was NoRmAL....

I've been having a hard time with my body. My head is a disaster. I'm on so many meds and have been now for close to a year. They've changed my life around. But they wont be able to undo the weird stuff I was getting into when I was completely off the deep end. I've made it through so many challenges this year. I've battled being lonely and depressed every single day since last August. I completely went coo coo for coco puffs and was so public about it on my social media where I had over 700 followers. I was saying some pretty weird stuff. I freaked some people out and got annoying to others.... that's for sure. I made a fool of myself and am afraid to go to places I use to go frequently. I fell into such a deep depressed state while hearing voices and destroyed so much of my personal possessions. I miss all of my rave clothes!! I fell into this belief that going to raves ruined my life but it was just my mental health. But that's the community that saw a lot of my posts and unhealthy behavior and ever since my birthday last year I literally sabotaged all of my going out clothing and rave wigs/bodysuits/jewlery/etc because I thought it would make me feel better. Fuck it. When I did it, I was WASTED and on cough Nyquil. I was a wreck. My birthday is i a week and I'm in a better place but I miss my fucking things. And I have no money to replace any of it. Nore am I even going to edm shows and festivals at the moment. I destroyed a really fun and pretty part of me. I use to be so skinny and sparkley and fun. What happened to me!? Will I ever make a come back?? Who knows.... WHY AM I EVEN GOING OFF ABOUT THIS!? Ugh.

It's late and I need to be up in the morning but I'm wide awake and writing my feelings is all I want to do.

I have no hobbies. I feel like I'm never going to have a fucking relationship with a cute boy. I feel like a loser, that's for sure. I don't do anything when I'm home alone. I hardly ever feel like listening to music or watching tv. Is it my depression?? Fuck it. UGH!! And all I do these days is just wait for my mom to get home so I can kick it with her. But now she has a boyfriend and she spends all her time with him. I like him though. I'm not mad at him or anything, I just miss having more alone time with my mom. All she does is talk about him and her co workers anyways. It's draining but I tolerate it because she's in a happier place compared to last year. When I was a hot mess.

Will I ever find a job that pays well that isn't food industry? I'm going to start applying for new jobs after St. Croix. My mom and I are super broke so.... Idk what that trip is going to be like and I already am preparing myself for my mom talking about how broke we are when the trip is over. Oh, AND my car needs a new battery UGHHHH Car stuff always happens at the worst time possible. Anyway, back to the job situation. I just feel like I wasn't mentally stable enough to have any job for awhile. Then being unemployed for so long instigated more of my depression to amplify. And now.... I have a shitty resume and I don't want to be a server but I have No IdEa what's ever out there for me..... that will even pay more than minimum wage. I have friends who have steady jobs. I literally like.... never see Tara anymore and Kayla has been going through stuff and hasn't been hanging out as much. But I don't even have money to do anything anyways. I keep thinking about Nichelle and Sarah which is sad LOL. Like.... I feel like a failure compared to all of these people and I want to be successful in something. But WHAT!?! I still am technically employed with Sol.... Buut lets be real, I hated it anyway and need a more steady job that isn't just folding clothes for 8 hours a day. Maybe I should apply for UPS.... I've head they are good to work for. UGH. I'm gonna try and go to bed now. Mr. Man wont get out of my lap and I have to be at Randy's tomorrow at 10 which means I gotta wake up around 8:30. So..... until next time!

[dzpenumbra]

3/25/23

It got late. Today was good. Yoga was a bit outside of my comfort zone, which was good in its own way. I ended up getting out of the shower with... what felt like "not enough time" to get to the skatepark, buy a board and ride a bit. Which is silly, honestly. This is like the third time that's happened. It was 5:30, the skatepark closes at 8. I'm not even kidding. And it's like... 10 minutes away, maybe 15.

It's easy to be frustrated with myself. I'm nervous. It just comes out as "I don't have enough time" or "it sounds complicated" or "I don't really need to go". I'm nervous about not knowing how the car sharing service thing works and fucking it up somehow. I'm nervous about making a good first impression. I'm nervous just in general leaving the apartment building for the first time in almost a week. I'm kinda tired of not saying it out loud, tired of being embarrassed about it.

I get nervous about shit, I get anxious about shit. Just like everyone else. More so than most in some regards, less so than most in others. It's part of being human. And I'm working really hard on like... letting myself have those feelings. As a fully-grown adult male. It's okay for a grown adult to be nervous meeting new people when they've been in extreme isolation for like... 4 years. It's okay for me to be nervous about walking into a police station and asking them where they don't want me skating. It's okay for me to be nervous about streaming. And... I'm a bit afraid that like... denying and downplaying those feelings... ends up inflating them. Because if you deny those "silly" feelings, they don't go away... you just end up with some "mysterious force" that's creating a barrier for you, and it gets stronger and stronger the more it's left unchecked.

So... I decided to look myself in the mirror and go "what am I nervous about?" And the big focus was on... the community car thing. So I went onto the website and did a refresher on how it works. It's pretty simple, actually. And that helped calm me down a lot. I didn't go. But it helped me reduce a barrier, and that helped a lot. So next time I have my sleep schedule lined up with their open hours, I can just hop in that truck and head over. One less barrier between me and meeting new people, and getting fun exercise.

Instead of going, I decided to listen to Baroness's Gold & Grey album and got more work done on my hoodie. The back piece is pretty close to done. I still have to figure out what to do with the outer ring, and I need to touch up some little final touches, and I might add a bit more shading... But it's pretty close. At least... the back piece is. As promised, here's the piece so far:

I'm happy with it.

I spent some time trying to figure out how to get Cubase to work with OBS, which was like chugging 2 bottles of Nyquil and trying to stay awake all night. I swear to fucking god. I do not know why this shit is so hard for me to focus on or learn, it's just... one of those few things in the world that just... saps the life out of me. Like... I can listen to some old guy ramble for 2 hours about geology, I can absorb a lecture on evolutionary biology, I can paint all those tedious details up above for hours on end, I can do nothing but run back and forth between two locations in minecraft for hours, I can do a lot of shit others consider boring. But... so far... my Achilles Heel of education is like... math stuff... and a lot of computer stuff. Which is ironic, because last winter I tried really hard to learn basic coding... and I did learn a bit. But... this is just... so hard for me to grasp. Like... my guitar and mic send signals to my Focusrite box, which goes through USB to my computer. Then the signal goes to... Cubase? Who picks it up exclusively and sends it into whatever fun plugins I pop on there, then it's sent out through the Focusrite into my headphones as a monitor. Then OBS comes in and says "I wanna listen too", so I set it to listen to the desktop audio, which is picking up the audio that's going into the Focusrite, and my headphones... all of the audio except... Cubase. Yep. I can listen to a video on YouTube, it picks up the video, I can hear and see it. I can pick up the raw guitar signal from the Focusrite, though I don't want it. But I cannot pick up the audio output from Cubase. And I've done it before in the past, I just... don't remember how. And it's just really fucking frustrating. And I constantly have had audio problems like this my entire goddamn life. It's never "plug + play" with any fucking music-making endeavor. I swear, half the time I've spent trying to make music with my brother in the past was like... trying to figure out latency issues, or patching, or routing, or figuring out something or another. Ugh.

So I said fuck it and scrapped the idea for now. I did 5 more runs in the desire path project. I mapped what is now a total of 20 runs, and plenty more to come. I was debating streaming that. But... honestly? I just kinda didn't want to. I kinda wanted to zone out and watch someone else's stream instead, until they started running 6-ad blocks every half hour or so and were paranoid about needing to censor the word "whorehouse" while playing a fictional character in an RP environment set in 1899. And that just kinda... I just can't really do it anymore with this "getting personally offended" while simultaneously claiming to be "playing a character" bullshit. Like... I shit you not, this poor woman got banned from the server for... brace for it... using the "wrong pronouns"... WHILE ROLEPLAYING A CHARACTER FROM 1899. And I just... I... I just... I feel like every entertainment pioneer from my adolescence who was brave enough to face the corporate and government censors and say "no, we're going to make the joke, we're going to share our humor and our stories". All of their work was for nothing. And we're just going back to fucking Psycho, where it was like... super controversial that they had a flushing toilet on a movie screen. It's regression, it's censorship. Beyond that, it's literally forced RP. It's literally forcing someone's roleplay, forcing your humor values, forcing your comfort zone on people around you. How about if you don't like a joke or find it distasteful? Just walk away. Just go RP with someone else. If you don't want to show the word "fuck" on your stream, if it pops up in a letter or something, just close it and move to the next scene, like... for fuck's sake this is part of the goddamn job. But the admins on this server... side with the ones reporting, apparently? ... And it has been a growing problem? Which really sucks. It's not like they're throwing together lynch mobs to go after black people, which was a very real thing that could very well be roleplayed and turned into a historically accurate storyline if done very delicately and tastefully - in fact, they have a side plotline of that in the game itself, I remember it vividly. I am yet to see a single authentic Asian character, and there was a huge influx of asians immigrating to the west at that point in history, and a lot of animosity, which would make for a really powerful underdog character, imo. It's just like... they want historical accuracy and immersion... and modern political correctness and censorship... and those two do not mesh.

See how fucking stressed this makes me? Because I really wanted to join the server! It looked really immersive and like a good way to both improve my acting abilities and meet new people. But good lord, not anymore I don't. Not if I have to be looking over my shoulder for a 3 day ban every time I say "fuck" to the wrong person. But if I blast them in the face with a shotgun, that's totally fine. ... I hate this timeline. So much. I miss the old internet.

So yeah... after I got a bit burnt out on the repetition of Minecraft, and the stress of watching the stream... I set OBS to record locally and started playing Valheim for the first time. Pretty much a blind playthrough. So... that was the bulk of my night. It's fun. I was thinking I might be able to make a sorta... Mr. Moon-style RP movie out of it, but... I'm not sure. We'll see how it plays out.

And that was pretty much my day. And now it's 5AM, so I gotta go to bed or else I'm definitely not making the skatepark tomorrow. Peace!