Ink dispensers.
Ink on tap.
#stationery
Ink dispensers.
Ink on tap.
#stationery
I've been informed it's episode 5.
If you want a shock to your system go watch Episode 1 of How It's Made...
It's personal computers. Wow.
This feels squid adjacent and I'm pleased to know it about you.
*gasp* are you a fountain pen person??
At a burlesque show, called a performer a "sexy poinsettia plant" and made a fellow patron laugh so hard they claim they're inviting me to be the first guest on their podcast "Boobs and Shit".
....dude I'd die happy.
Some of these are not people she knew or cared about in their life. She just has a story that involves a dead person *every time* we speak.
Why does my mother constantly talk about dead people.
I need Nancy Wheeler with a flame thrower.
T-minus six hours until I'm an ingredient of Hot Girl Soup. (In a hottub)
Got whammed by my boss' boss. Sigh. #whammaggedon2025
If you don't have a dance party during the Stranger Things intro music, you're doing it wrong.
As I go to work today, we say the prayers of my people: may this energy drink hit me like a 2x4. In the name of the Celcius, the Red Bull, and the Monster. Amen.
Changing of the guard! Just had to increase the font size on my phone. Getting older sucks.
Aw hell. I have a 5k tomorrow.
Reminding myself it's okay and normal to have bad days. That the sun will return. And I'm surrounded by love.
My impression of Cuomo in the NY Mayoral debates made my husband laugh so hard he needed his inhaler. Apparently "FUCK YOU, I'M ITALIAN" was amusing. :)
Explaining to my husband what a Birkin bag is was a special joy this morning.
"WHY. WHAT. NO??"
Why does every animal in my life conspire against my quality of sleep?
Husband: "What does the Knight of Cups represent?"
Me: *lightly stoned and distracted by crafts* "A little bitch boy, why?"
*Looks up to see a movie named after the card, that is definitely about a little bitch boy* "Oh cool"
#tarotsky
Oo. There's a thought.
The following is REAL footage from Portland, 2025. Viewer discretion is advised.
Grief is a bitch. Why can't I throw hands with emotions.
A screenshot of a text message. Person A says "I have 30 Instagram messages. Laughing emoji" Person B says "...oh do you? That's so weird." Implying they have no idea where the messages came from when they sent the messages.
When your day at work is slow and you make that your partners problem:
And the craziest thing about all of this... I'm clearly giving myself a harder time than I need to. But I don't know how to let myself off the hook.
And if my mood and internal thoughts are any indication, I really need to try. This is not going to get better without a bigger change.
I'm going to work on changing my diet, find better ways to get more protein and fiber. Find healthier energy sources. Take more time for me. And try to cope with the guilt that is definitely going to come from not being a support pillar for others as often as I'd like to. ๐งต
So I'm going to take some time off from the hobby that fulfills me most because it's also the most time consuming (burlesque) And instead direct that energy into changing other things that aren't helping me.
So I'm going to post when I'm headed to the gym/my trainer. Start going more than 1xweek๐งต
Just gonna start speaking to the void because who blogs anymore.
I'm pretty sure I'm in burnout. Naturally my first Google search was "best way to quickly recover from burnout" because I'm nothing if not predictable. So I'm making plans to recover from that severe level of stress. ๐งต
I'm gonna fight a man
Meet Lord Rupert Chester Haughton the Third btw. An Eldritch Knight and Paladin build who is more of a badass than I have any business running.