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I'm really abusing my bank account this week
#we're having a farewell dinner in a restaurant on tuesday for my coworker who's leaving#so dinner and drinks for me plus her dinner shared with coworkers#on wednesdsay I'm taking my niece to a museum having lunch there train tickets probably treating her to something from the gift shop#and then wednesday evening I'm taking my father out to dinner for his birthday#on friday I have a job interview in a different city so train cost and while I'm there I might as well go shopping#so shopping and some food there#maybe lunch i havent figured it out yet#and I'm going to my sister next week so train costs... (expensive af) and I bought tshirts and tie dye paint for the kids#personal
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For ghostlights: baby Ellie + tired Danny + Duke the baby whisperer?
He has no idea how his parents did it.
Babies are exhausting. Toddlers more so. Any infants in the strange stage in-between? Doubly so.
Ellie is wonderful and sweet and cute and such a terror that Danny genuinely has no idea how his parents managed to raise not one, but two kids. For all their eccentricities and absent-mindedness, he and Jazz turned out pretty well. Ignoring the whole halfa thing because that’s more his fault than theirs even if Jazz says they shouldn’t have created the dangerous environment in the first place.
That environment is exactly why Danny refuses to let Ellie go to his house in Amity Park. His parents say they’ve disabled all the weapons and ecto-sensors since he’s had to reveal himself as Phantom, but he knows that things slip their minds and if they can’t guarantee that the house is safe, then Ellie isn’t going in there. Simple as that.
This means that they live somewhere else now. Danny had thought about it, during the hours Ellie was asleep and he was awake, exhausted and worn down to his bones, and took Jazz’s advice to accept Vlad’s offer of buying a house for him. Except he argued Vlad down to an apartment in a city of his choosing where he wouldn’t stand out too much and he would be safe, or as safe as he can be, from anyone trying to hunt down ghosts.
So here they are. Standing in the empty living room of their new apartment in Gotham.
Gotham may not be very safe as a city, but it’s good for two ghosts trying to pass as normal.
Danny sighs yet again, and looks at the space he’ll need to fill. At least Vlad is footing the bill. It’s the least he can do for creating Ellie. Frostbite was the one who was able to stabilize her, though it was almost too late and resulted in her reforming as a baby, just one and a half years old. Jazz is the one who’s choosing most of the furniture, thankfully, so it’s something that Danny doesn’t need to worry about it.
It’s a new start to their lives and it feels so empty. So overwhelming. How did his parents do it? How do any parents do it?
Ellie smacks a small palm against his cheek and babbles lightly.
“I know, Ellie,” Danny says, giving her a tired smile. “Don’t worry, we’ll have this place looking good in no time.”
He adjusts her in his arms, then heads towards the bedroom. It’s the only room that has any furniture, and all that’s there is a bed, a crib, and a bookcase. There are a few boxes on the floor, labeled ‘bedroom’ and ‘clothing’ and ‘books’. Most of it came from his bedroom in Amity Park, but he’s pretty sure he caught Jazz sneaking a few things in before they closed the boxes and loaded them up into the car.
“Can you be good for five minutes?” he asks Ellie.
She babbles again and smacks his shoulder.
“I’m taking that as an agreement. Just let me open these boxes and start unpacking before you start causing trouble, okay?”
Ellie makes another sound, but it seems agreeable so Danny carefully lays her down in the crib and gets to peeling off the tape on the boxes. The opens the one labeled ‘bedroom’ first, finding blankets and sheets folded and stacked in vacuum sealed bags. One of them is his old childhood blanket, the one he carried around everywhere that was faded with age, barely blue, with white bunnies decorating it.
He was so small when he had this. It makes him oddly emotional to unpack it and pass it on to Ellie, draping it over her so her pudgy little hands can grab at it.
This is no time to cry, though! He forces himself to focus and makes his own bed, shaking out the sheets and fluffing up the pillows. He’ll worry about washing everything later; Vlad made sure to get an apartment with an in-unit washer and dryer, which means he was actually sensible while apartment hunting for Danny.
He doesn’t mean to flop onto the bed once it’s made, but he ends up there anyways. He’s barely gotten a full six hours of uninterrupted sleep since Frostbite deemed Ellie healthy enough to leave his care. The drive up to Gotham was long and wore him down to his bones.
He doesn’t mean to fall asleep, but he does, drifting off as he wonders, distantly, when Jazz will be back from getting them dinner.
Ellie wakes him up at dawn with a loud cry. Danny jolts awake, heart pounding in his chest as he panics because Ellie isn’t here, she’s supposed to be in his arms, where is she? And then he sees the crib, where Ellie is staring at him through the bars, and he nearly collapses with relief.
“Morning, El,” he says, voice rough from sleep, as he picks her up. She just stares up at him, then leans forward and rests her head against his shoulder.
It’s quiet moments like these that make his heart melt. Ellie’s had a hard life already; he wants to give her a better one, this time around.
A quick check of the time on his nearly dead phone shows that it’s barely past six in the morning, and Jazz texted him a few times. All about furniture, saying that she didn’t want to wake them and that food is in the fridge.
It’s only the mention of food that makes him realize how ravenous he’s feeling. Danny makes a beeline for the kitchen, ignoring everything else, and pulls out the boxes of take-out Jazz left stacked in the fridge. He devours it like he’s been starving for weeks, then gives Ellie her Ecto-Jello, the only food she’s allowed to eat until Frostbite gives the okay for solid, human food.
Once he’s got her burped and cleaned up, Danny looks out of the kitchen and realizes that Jazz was very productive while he was asleep. The living room isn’t empty anymore; a dark green couch is against the wall, a low, rectangular coffee table made of dark wood in front of it. Two armchairs are on both sides of the couch, and a television has been installed, fixed into the wall.
Jazz is asleep on the couch. Her legs hang off an armrest and she’s drooling slightly.
Her phone is charging on the floor, so Danny takes it and snaps a picture of her for later teasing, then sends it to himself and writes a note to her that he’s going out with Ellie to explore the neighborhood.
He’s finally feeling more settled, energized from sleep and food.
In the warm dawn light spilling in through the windows, Danny looks down at Ellie and thinks that they’ll be just fine after all.
. . .
Four months ago, Danny had hope. He was optimistic.
Gotham was a fresh start, a new lease of life for Ellie. It is Danny’s attempt to be a single parent, sacrificing college for Ellie, and he’s planning to go out and beat the gangs black and blue if they start anymore shootouts in the next year.
He had just gotten Ellie to sleep. She was actually peacefully taking a nap.
And then a drive by shooter raced down the street, gunshots echoing down the road, and Ellie work up crying. She still hasn’t stopped, despite how Danny rocked her, soothing her as best he could.
They had been outside when Ellie fell asleep, her head on his shoulder. He had been catching up with Sam and Tucker when the car drove by, people ducking and crying out to avoid the bullets. Danny instinctively covered Ellie and made them both intangible, saving them from any stray bullets, but they ruined her nap and he needs to make them pay for that.
“Shh,” he soothes, “You’re okay. We’re both fine. It’s okay, El, it’s okay.”
Her little hands clutch at his back, twisting the fabric of his shirt, and she lets out a heartbreaking wail. He pats her back, hurrying down the street to get back to his apartment building, ignoring the looks people were giving them as they passed by.
“I know it was scary, but you’re alright. You’re always safe with me, El.”
Ellie’s cries down down a little, but they don’t stop. She whimpers, burying her face against his shoulder as he finally reaches their apartment building.
The door’s locked, which wouldn’t be a problem except Danny can’t get his keys from his pocket. He knows he has them! But his pocket refuses to relinquish them and he has to stop every few seconds to pat Ellie’s back, trying in vain to calm her down.
“We’ll be inside in a second,” he tells her, trying to keep the frustration out of his voice, “as soon as I can get these freaking keys!”
“Hey, you alright?”
Danny startles, whirling around so fast it makes Ellie go quiet, clinging to him so she doesn’t get flung into the air. There’s a guy standing before him in a gray hoodie, looking at him with clear concern. It speaks to Danny’s level of constant exhaustion that he hadn’t clocked someone sneaking up behind him.
The guy offers an awkward smile. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you or anything. Um, do you need me to open to door? I live here too.”
Danny wonders for a moment if this someone dangerous, someone hoping to hurt Ellie, but she starts to cry again and he steps to the side. “Please. I can’t get my keys.”
“I’m Duke, by the way. I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before.”
“Danny,” he replies, watching as Duke pulls out a large key ring, jangling with the amount of keychains on it, and easily opens the door. “I’ve been here a few months, but I’m usually inside. Or walking around in the mornings with this little monster.”
“That would explain it,” Duke says as he holds the door open, letting Danny in first. “I’m usually in classes at GCU, but I decided to take a mental health day after my lab, so here I am.”
Danny walks in and waits for Duke to follow, making sure the door closes properly behind them. “Thanks. How is GCU? What do you study? I was thinking of going there myself once she gets a little older and can go to school.”
“Oh, I’m majoring in English and Human Services.” He goes to say more, but Ellie wails again and Danny winces.
“I’m so sorry. That drive by woke her up and it’s really rattled her.”
“Hey, no need to apologize. I get it, Gotham is rough to kids.”
Danny tries rocking her back and forth, but it doesn’t help. He resigns himself to another hour of her crying before she exhausts herself, and makes for the stairs, going up to the fourth floor. Duke holds open the door again, then follows after them. It makes Danny wonder if Duke is planning to do something to them, then decides he can beat Duke in a fight, so it’s fine.
Duke doesn’t try to hurt them or steal Ellie away. He opens the door to their floor and stops before they do. “I’m in here,” he says, “If you ever need me to open more doors.”
“Thanks. Um, actually, I might need help opening mine?”
Duke just smiles and makes his way back to them, following them farther into the hall until Danny stops in front of his apartment.
“If I could just get my keys,” he starts.
“Here, let me hold her for a second so you can get them,” Duke offers. Danny wants to insist that it’s fine, but Ellie cries directly into his ear and Danny, at the end of his rope, passes her over.
Like magic, Ellie settles as soon as she’s in Duke’s arms. She sniffles and hides her face away, clutching to Duke’s hoodie, but she stops crying. They both go still, surprised, and stare down at her.
“Seriously?” Danny says as he finally pulls out his keys, “Are you trying to say that I’m the problem?”
Ellie babbles lightly, and Duke turns his head to futilely hide his grin.
He grumbles as he unlocks the door and pushes it open. Ellie is acting as if she’s never been upset before a day in her life, making herself at home in Duke’s arms.
“I can’t believe this. Betrayed by my own blood.”
Duke laughs as he follows Danny into his apartment, lightly patting Ellie’s back. “It’s always the smallest, cutest ones that do this.”
“Yeah? Do you work with a lot of kids or something? Used to being betrayed by the little ones?”
“I don’t work with kids per se,” Duke says, “But my foster family is a hot mess and the youngest of them likes to keep us all on our toes.”
“Family,” Danny says in a tired, fond tone.
“Family,” Duke agrees.
With his door open and Ellie calm, Danny’s ready to just lay face down on the floor for the rest of the day and not deal with anything else. He moves to take Ellie back, holding his arms out, and Duke tries to pass her over.
The key word being tries.
Ellie tightens her grip and kicks at Danny. She refuses to be taken away from Duke, making him awkwardly try to pry her off his hoodie. Danny really hopes Duke doesn’t notice how she goes slightly intangible to make his hands fall through her arms and legs. It shouldn’t be noticeable, but it’s hard to focus on anything but a kid that clings to you, so Danny holds out for Duke’s goodwill and silence.
“As nice as it is to meet you, you need to go back to your… parent?” Danny nods when Duke looks at him in askance. “You need to go back to your parent. Okay? Come on, kid, he’s waiting for you.”
Ellie shakes her head, makes a frustrated noise, and then turns and reaches out a grabby hand towards Danny.
She still refuses to be taken from Duke when Danny tries to pick her up again, so he settles with just letting her hold two of his fingers.
“I’m so sorry about this,” he says to Duke, face burning. This is why he hasn’t been going out and being social since he moved in; Ellie is a handful even on the best days, and Danny doesn’t want someone to judge him as unfit to parent her and have her taken away.
Duke shakes his head, stepping closer. “It’s all good, man. I don’t mind. It’s not like I had any plans today. I’m already skipping my classes, might as well spend it with you two than sleep all day.”
“Are you sure? I’d be happy to invite you in, but I know Ellie can be a lot and not everyone wants to spend their day off with a baby.”
“I’m sure. Besides, I’d just be down the hall anyways. It’s no skin off my back, man.”
“Well,” Danny says, stepping to the side to give Duke full access to his open doorway, “Come on in, then.”
Ellie keeps them connected, one hand in Duke’s hoodie and the other holding Danny’s fingers, and though her cheeks are still red from how hard she had been crying, she’s calm now with her eyes shining with mischief.
As the door closes behind them, Danny realizes that this is the first time someone he’s not related to has been inside his apartment. Not even Vlad has come in, always choosing to invite Danny and Ellie out for lunch instead.
It should make him nervous, but Duke is calm and easy going and kind.
He’s making silly faces at Ellie to make her laugh, completely at ease with her in his arms, as if he’s done this a thousand times before.
Gotham is a second chance at life for Ellie. It’s a sacrifice for Danny, to be alone and without friends or family around. He’d been ready to give up everything for Ellie, to focus solely on raising her, but with Duke filling his apartment with laughter, he thinks that he can make a life here too.
All he needs to do is take that first step, reach his hand out, ask Duke to stick around.
He can do this.
#ghostlights#dc x dp#dp x dc#dcxdp#dpxdc#dc x dp fic#prompt fill#my writing#i really love writing about characters struggling to be parents v suddenly and thru unconventional means#so here's danny a year out of high school living on his own for the first time w baby ellie#and duke who needed some space and independence while he's in college. bruce pays for the apartment while duke works part time for grocerie#and ellie who had been fully developed but unstable is now a halfa baby who remembers stuff but is also. yknow. a baby.#she absolutely latched onto duke to force danny to have a life outside of her. but also she can sense that hes kind and calm#which danny needs bc he is Stressed (tm)#this leads to duke bringing over food for them and looking after ellie while danny goes shopping or naps#both of them ignoring how duke has to leave suddenly for Hero Related Reasons and how danny and ellie have Powers#it's a v delicate balance they keep for the sake of keeping ellie safe#yeah they're gonna co-parent and realize they're basically dating after MONTHS of pining#the bats have bets on who gives bruce a grandkid first and literally no one bet on duke but here he is lol :)#thanks for the prompt!!
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Everytime I listen to the Ancient Rome Sidequest it destroys me emotionally. But who knows, maybe somewhere there's a world where nothing terrible happens and it's just Sasha and Grizzop having fun adventures in ancient Rome.
#like Sasha and Grizzop stab Ceasar or they investigate a conspiracy around any prominent Roman guy#something like that#That's probably just me being nostalgic cause I read a lot of books like that as a kid#But I just want them to be okay and have some fun adventures together#The first episode of the sidequest was so much fun I need a fic where it just continues like that#I'd say I'd write that myself but it would probably become an ancient rome infodump#Anyway if anyone cares the window thing on the left belongs to one of those ancient roman “fast food” places#I saw a bunch of them in Pompeii and I think they're really cool#The painting on the wall below is also inspired by a fast food shop found there#The houses are supposed to be insulae which were apartment houses where most people were living#Those are your ancient rome funfacts for the day I guess#rusty quill gaming#rqg#rqg fanart#sasha rackett#sasha racket#grizzop drik acht amsterdam#fanart#art
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Saw some stinkin' cute stray kitties today, some of them recognised me from yesterday and ran up to me (人*´∀`)。*゚+
#I think I'll get some cat treats/food from the shops to feed a couple of them#and some of them are so friendly and cuddly ARGHH
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she's looking especially sacrificial lamb today 🥩
#we're so back baby#i think i'm finallyyyy through the worst of this awful depression i've been in for the past like. month and a half#i mean i woke up this morning and thought ''the sun is so beautiful'' so i think i'm good for now fjksjds#which is great because there's some heavy stuff coming up that i just couldn't handle in that mental state#so i'm hoping i'll be able to move things along a little quicker#but also i might be getting a job in retail against my better judgement so who knows#i've never actually worked in retail... i've done food service and i was a cashier at a pop up shop but nothing like an actual store#but i seriously can't find a job with my degree nor can i even find a desk job. so i'm. man. it's rough out here#i might have to move. but with what money?? lmao the eternal dilemma#SORRY this is a whole diary entry#i hope you guys are well 💖
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Pet store clerk gives Charles a bag of free treats for his ""dog"" all while Charles can feel Erik Looming in the BG
the real mortifying day is after months of getting small bags of dog treats one day the bag of dog treats has like. perfectly normal human candies/pastries or something inside
Of Course charles is confused and impulsively asks what it is/how it's different from the usual only for the clerk to reply theyre Whatever Erik's Favorite Treat Is and its that day forward erik is adamant they just do their shopping online
#snap chats#clerk fully provides this information straight faced. by the way. and still pointing out those are for “”“”“The Dog”“”“”“”“#inviting all of you to assume the three of them became Vaguely Acquainted while charles and erik were fran shopping#like you know how you just happen to do small talk while at the store. at least five months of accidental small talk has led to this moment#'oh yeah i know these are his favorite- [Insert Food Here] right' and charles doesnt have to turn around or probe eriks mind#to know he's itching to leave the store but he cant just do that lest he validate this clerks suspicions#charles absolutely wants to try to laugh it off and tell the clerk he cant give these to his dog but the clerk Just Stares#they dont gotta say anything else ... charles dont gotta read their mind ... he wont argue he'll just swallow his shame and take the goods#anyways ... if anyone needs me ... im gonna succumd to the 3PM nap#i almost made it to 4 but alas ... i am sleepy ... then im gonna work SO im done answering asks for the evening#maybe ill answer some more tonight but i really have to focus. after my nap BYYYYEEEE#im gonna giggle about this new scenario tho ... Cherik Pet Shenanigans Somehow Getting Goofier Than Previously Thought#will have to do more thinkings of that down the line .... for now nap time 😴 cause i repeat i am five years old 😴
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why is just existing so fucking expensive
#i simply breathe and i spend money#i get paid on the 27 of every month…september hasn’t even started and i’ve already spent SO MUCH#don’t even get me started on ollie’s food#and i have to take him to the vet this month again#💸💸💸💸💸💸💸💸#i just did some grocery shopping i will meal prep EVERYTHING
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TARGET ACQUIRED
#i'm gonna buy SUCH nice groceries y'all#this shop is a bit more expensive so i only come here like twice a year#but i am so sick of what walmart and food basics have to offer#just gonna suck it up and pay a smidge more to get some particular items#mod post
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zukka drawing prompt.
(credit: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGe5XSp2W/)
#zukka#it’s so them they even have red and blue cotton candy#sokka would have been a fire nation goth with zuko and mai#this ride sucks and there’s no shopping#zuko find us some food
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omg I think I just met my future wife.
#I look and feel like shit so#I went to the store for some snacks and food for the week#and I literally bumped into the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen#I was extremely apologetic and she was very cool#I quickly excused myself but we kept walking by each other in the store#so she just grocery shopped with me?????#and she was so funny???#like I laughed the entire time I was in the store#and I HATE grocery shopping#we checked out together#and then we decided to go get coffee together#and she asked for my number#of course I gave it to her#I think I just had a meet cute at the damn grocery store#when I looked like SHIT on top of it?????#omg pls.#personal#🌯
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Thought I'd go give 2004 me--who was so stupefied at how the Yankees blew a three-game lead to get swept by the Red Sox in the ALCS that year (and was first radicalized by it probably)--some closure here now that I'm impartial to baseball 🧦
[Also ft the Anime Zakka store my friend recommended to me, the Riverway IPA I had at the Trillium Brewery I was *hoping* to stop at (see my new get from said anime shop), and the grub I stopped for at a local gay bar which was tasty (alas the delish fries were left unfinished)]
#ore no kao#boston#solo traveling#gay#club cafe had a great vibe to match the food! and also plenty of cute guys#(talked to one named Robb[y/ie] next to me at the bar--after 30mins probably of me eating/thinking he might want to talk lol#would be nice to know someone biblically before i go back to nyc 🤔)#[also i think the cute English guy and Coloradian from today at my hostel both leave tomorrow so ughhh maaaybe should've gotten an insta]#[maybe when i pop down for some pre-morning-jog coffee]#i took so many photos today between my sightseeing boat ride and the anime shop lmao#oh also it's cute how most of the city has that red sox spirit#the [noun]way bit is cute too
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Me: I am interested in judaism ONLY. Show me content about jewish life, intellectualism, history, and daily life
The Algorithm, apparently: does this mean you're interested in mormonism... how about jehova's witness............... this is all you'll get recommended by the way
#jumblr#personal thoughts tag#on topic but. there's also been so many mormon missionaries in my town??? are they all coming back from serving mission trips or what......#it's also weird that my town is almost completely xtian but [insert shopping place] had a display specifically for pesach#like ik many xtians have seders and you know what i'm talking about but like...??? ig they tried because they gave out free pesach haggadah#but i think it was solely because they had displays for easter up. look i just thought it was funny considering where we live#but that same store has a small kosher section. as in... well it's got some kosher food#so i really don't know what to make of it because that display is gone (why i think it was more for easter??)#ANYWAY#i'm just confusion 🫰👍#wait on the topic of xtian seders... why??? i never understood that one and my family has never celebrated passover#what would the point be when (from my understanding) such a big part of pesach is the freedom of jews from slavery#and that g-d sent them/us manna. like i admit i don't know everything about pesach but how would an xtian observe it?#because i have heard of that in the past and assumed they were celebrating jesus instead which to me wouldn't be a seder or passover. idk..#also i'm watching one of the videos about mormonism that was recommended to me but. i still watch majority jewish things regardless so????
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A Wizard City Café Concept
#wizard101#w101#wizzy fandom#blender#blender3d#3d modeling#isometric#interior design#art#artists on tumblr#was having a hard time balancing the high fantasy tavern aesthetic with the recognizable cafe/coffee shop aesthetic#and ALSO trying to keep the wizard city aesthetic in mind#might have gone a little overboard with the plants tho#oh and the empty doorway u can see from the interior leads to the kitchen if ur wondering#anyway wanna have some fun?#can we as a community think of drinks/food to serve at the cafe#and i might model some of them to give myself a break from architecture lol#ooh maybe theyd have seasonal/holiday menus thatd be cute#im in a chrimbas mood#so maybe something like aztecan hot chocolate#or some spiced/mulled cider and cookies from karamelle#i imagine the cafe is run maybe by a life wizard#with some ravenwood students as part time staff or smth#but if anybody wants to headcanon their wiz oc as working here thatd be sick as heck#if you draw it as well i'd explode for real irl#oh i also didnt come up with a name for the cafe so if anybody wants to give it one thatd also be sick
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What was it like residing in Japan for 2 years?
i miss her (being able to walk to the grocery store) (accessible public transit) so bad
#asks#pros of my parents house: its a nice house with a lot of space and i get free food and all my stuff is here.#cons: i cant leave. nearest bus stop is 30 min walk away and comes once an hour. notoriously not punctual#nearest store is a 7-11 thats 3 miles away and isnt accessible on foot even if i tried#i have a license but no car of my own rn and havent been behind the wheel in so long i dont think id be trusted with my parents cars#i miss my 5 minute walk to the once every 10 minutes bus. and being able to WALK to the store or like anywhere to shop really.#at least the bus here is was made free bc it sucks so bad ill probably end up using it at some point
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dumping some thoughts in the tags
#I've been TRYING hard okay#I've been trying to buy better clothes from smaller shops#but when they arrive it turns out they're cheap polyester drop ship crap#I've been trying to get more involved in the queer community and be more of a person#but the online zoom meetings were uncomfortable#the discord transmasc voice class went badly because I didn't understand how to use the bot#I booked a queer film night for me and my partner but it turned out to be creepy and churchy so we dropped out#I've signed up to steward pride we'll see how that goes#I went to a protest but it rained a lot so I only stayed for half#I've been trying to use amazon less but every time I go around my small local stores they don't have any of the stuff I'm looking for#I'm trying to be more myself and be more brave but my binders don't fit and I can't use a sewing machine#and every time I speak to a stranger or a colleague my voice goes up#I'm trying to work out more and eat less but I'm so tired#I'm trying to boycott and buy slave-free and say no to Ai and to genocide and to tiktok and disney and nestle and spotify#Telling myself I have food at home and to stop scrolling reddit and got get more sleep and to call my friends#All this therapy all these good choices all this work and so little to show for it some days#I am going back to fucking bed
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the absolutely Vivid reality based chronological dream i had last night. man
#i got a job at like... an automobile warehouse or something?#we had to change a large trucks tires...#and i was sent to get some more from across the block or whatever#and its more complicated than that - there were conversations and interactions with people etc#and i was trying to find it but it was all like... in this corridor shopping mall?#the signs were western themed and listed items that you could get in that store#though i think it was all free?#anyway at some point it opened into a restaurant and i had a friend there who was carrying a plate for people who left prematurely#so i of course started shoveling it into my mouth - free food! but their manager caught us#and i had to be all 'hey i work around here im just lookin for tires and no one was gonna eat this anyway'#it was like... a rice/mango/cream thing...? strange because i dont like mangoes!#long story short i had to go back for the tires bc i wound up forgetting them. something about a dog....#i was too late in getting the tires so i had to go sort rubber bolts instead :/ at least the warehouse was cool#absolutely unprompted#but it was very. linear. and it felt very real. like it was genuinely a place and a job that could exist#like i remember what the outside loading area looked like. the packed restaurant. the corridor. the warehouse. the lockers. the hallway#IF I HAD A BETTER MEMORY I STG I COULD MAP IT OUT#god i love my dreams. they're always plot based and im rarely myself <3
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