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I think the best part about being an adult is that when you make brownies by yourself, you don’t have to share the brownie batter spoon with anyone else.
Ironic that a few posts ago I was talking about how much I loved New Job. Several weeks after making that post, I was laid off.
It’s a hit to my self esteem, to be sure. Time to re-evaluate what I want to do with myself and my career. In the mean time, I’ve re-applied for unemployment.
A photo of the sky with an enormous, puffy cloud in the lower third. It’s pale yellow and pink. The lower half of the photo is framed by branches and trees.
☁️🌳
Mouse Hole - Checking the Map. Watercolour. This one for the new Gwelf project. More news soon. As always - thanks so much for the continued support. more soon.
Next time…🏃
New PR🎉
Two weeks into New Job, and I can confidently say that it’s the best place I’ve worked in a while.
It was quite swimming today! 💜
Starting my new job tomorrow and meal prepped for the whole week. Feels good, man.
Thank you! ☺️
It’s my birthday! Finally 30! 🎉
That’s wonderful!!!
Untitled New Project is under way.
A picture of Inkwell. He is on an office chair and a blanket, which are both covered in cat hair. Inkwell is a white cat with black splotches and a red collar. He is curled up with his feet stretched out.
I’ve been slowly drifting in and out of social media. More often out. Maybe I’ll be around for more than ten seconds this time! Anyway. Here’s a picture of my boy. He turned nine years old yesterday.
The endless grip of the Lonely is less foreboding than teaching spreadsheets.
Star Trek The Next Generation scene. Picard and Troi are in Picard's ready room sitting on a future space couch that looks like a futon from 1997. They're both legs crossed, hands clasped all appropriate like and chatting. Behind them is a beautiful painting on the (futuristic space) wall of an artists rendering of the Enterprise D flying through a nebuler. Closed caption reads, "I don't know where to begin."
#FolkloreSunday
Cantre'r Gwaelod was protected from the sea by gates, whose nightly closure was the responsibility of Seithennyn. After a night of excessive drinking he forgot and the city was inundated. It is said that the bells of the drowned city can still be heard near Aberdyfi.
🎨A Thompson
Now wait a second —
Local man spends part of his lunch break taking another selfie in the bathroom at work — authorities on the matter say he’s likely to do it again.
Come help support the show! 🎙️💜
Wowza!
A Haida decpition of Raven carrying the sun in its beak like a red jewel, with blue around its eyes.
Sometimes light is a happy accident, such as the Haida tale of how Crow stole the sun and dropped it, illuminating the world and giving humans a reason to hope. Trickster though he is, he gives hope to all. #FairytaleTuesday
Hi everyone - my name is Eli and I am three years on testosterone. 🏳️⚧️
It was a day! Went to work, and now it’s time to play Dragon Age 🫡
*falls out of the top shelf cabinet*
Oh yeah, social media. Hi everyone! 🫶
Watercolor and sharpie. One green stem heavy with blossoms. Words by Mariame Kaba (from Twitter probably): What’s the most good that’s within my power to do today? Let that be my guide.
Comrade card for 1/30/2025. Evergreen from @prisonculture.bsky.social.
Have we learned NOTHING????
