So wild, these little sweeties! So much!

So my best friend had a baby several months ago. I am the godmother (YAY!). She is VERY invested in me being okay (each of our therapists, neither have met each other, say our friendship might be just a smidge codependent).

When I first go Kia, we went to the cottage and I sat on the porch with a book in one hand and just held out my other hand for the ball, which she’d put in my hand, and then I’d toss it down the steps and down the hill and she’d run down to fetch it and we’d do it again. For hours.

Hey y’all, I’m drinking red wine and watching Penn State football. And I’ve been throwing the tennis ball for Connie for what seems like hours. There’s no quit in this puppy. Maybe there’s no quit in any puppy, but Connie is relentless. So sweet in her little scarf, though.

You know what stinks? Having to stay late after school on a Friday afternoon to help contact trace because one of your 8th graders has Covid, and several of your other 8th graders now have to quarantine because they can’t be bothered to where their masks correctly no matter how many times they’re asked to. So…

I’m now fully vaccinated.

There are resorts in Costa Rica that offer room and food in exchange for work, like leading hikes and preparing food. Cruise ship jobs include room and board, plus there's a salary. Universities in the US hire people who serve as student housing monitors, housing included. Radical departures all, probably, but all…

Weekly reminder to fix Kinja, please. 

So, this week was dedicated towards making my apartment a livable space, somewhere I’m not embarrassed to have my girlfriend over. So begs the question; How do you make a place of abuse livable? And the answer was, throw everything out. I’ve thrown out almost thirty full trash bags of pre-transition clothing, photo…

A stranger’s sympathies:

My mental health lately has been garbage. Won’t go into details, but there were days when I had to remind myself that I went though something similar before and came out okay, so it was just a matter of taking in deep breaths.

I think we all know the answer to that one; if I knew how to insert the aubergine emoji into my reply, I would do so here.

My hindbrain immediately responded to your questions with “it’s not a punishment, it’s a natural negative consequence and you need to take responsibility for your actions.” Gotta love the evangelical mindset.

Sure, let’s buddy people up on a show where they literally have to breathe in each others faces for prolonged periods of time, what could possibly go wrong????

Thanks for sharing your story. I work in abortion and repro health care.

Poison apple? What are you living in, Snow White? Dear lord (also yeah, watch what you put in your mouth indeed).

You don’t have to type out every thing that appears in your mind, you know.

Yeah, I mean, on the lp before this one she was braying like a donkey (I’m blanking on the title, but somewhere on The Dreaming: “I change into the mule..hee-haw! hee haw!...”). The barking would make sense.

Midazolam got delivered to me by the pharmacy today. Accidentally, of course, and my UTI antibiotic and cranberry pills got delivered to some other unlucky soul. I looked it up before i took it because i had no idea what it was, and was informed that it is a pre anesthesia med that causes immediate sleep and short…

Its our Kate. Of course she’s barking. Mind you - Hounds of Love is the best Bush album. I mean, it’s the album that gave us...