Tylenol’s Strongest Soldier

This describes so many things.

The “fun” of the trans experience is going through a huge chunk of your early life feeling like a fucked up freak because nobody else is remotely like you only to eventually learn that you’re actually a giant cliche.

Springing the clocks forward on International Women's Day feels like misogyny.

Jared Leto

Dr. Strangelove from the movie Dr. Strangelove holding a cigarette and grinning creepily as only somebody who missed out on Nuremberg due to a paperclip can.

So jealous! :)

The cigarette smoking man is going to be pissed.

Thank God.

I live in a deep red state, so other than the local library now putting up a discrete display of queer books every June it has felt like nothing much has changed here, but apparently it’s a totally different world here too.

I’m from that time period and it was so disorienting recently overhearing a teen boy casually, loudly, and IN PUBLIC, talk with a large group of his school friends about his crush on another guy. Triggered both my fight or flight reaction and a sense of absolute awe at how different things are now.

Bragging to the judge at my trial that it’s not the first time I’ve done this.

Hey! I was in my mid to late twenties! *sigh* okay, I guess.

I did that last year and…eesh…was that an experience. I had to put it down a few times because of all the memories it brought up.

Lol, that figures. I don’t watch a lot of live music so I have no clue how tall anyone is.

Julien Baker?

😂

*shoves glasses up on nose* Um, actually, canonically, Taylor can’t be a reality warper because Taylor isn’t an only child. 🤓

The terrible thing about being sober is that you have absolutely nothing to blame when re-reading WYFFH and the thought “What if Taylor Scott’s door post like a Death Note for femininity?” pops into your head and you spend time wondering what would happen if Taylor wrote Gordo’s name there.

God bless Tubi—just got a public service announcement recommending healthier eating as I sit down to watch the 2009 remake of Black Christmas. It’s way too late to hope for me to make good life choices, sweet algorithm.

Currently trying to figure out if my hips are aching due to awesome trans reasons or due to getting old so I can know whether I should be happy or not.

This is very similar to my pet theory that Dean Winchester from Supernatural is an egg, both with the extremely performative masculinity and real wtf eggy moments. Someday I will reach the end of the series and write my Manifesto.

Probably my favorite pair of episodes. Any episode with Faith is a good one, but those are imo the best.

I always feel a little crazy watching them though because Faith’s psycho ex girlfriend vibes are so far off the charts I start to wonder if Buffy/Faith is actually canon.

Last night I started the two parter where Faith wakes up from her coma and rants to Buffy’s mom about how Buffy abandoned them both before committing grand theft Buffy.

Absolutely amazing episodes.

I’ve once again failed the challenge of not crying when the fakest looking fake snow ever put on film falls on Sunnydale at the end of the Buffy Christmas episode.

Truly, a perfect band—but that’s my point. Yeah FM was old news by 20XX, but all the 40&50 year old cops they are flashing their badges to bought Rumors on Vinyl and lived when the band’s antics were household news. If somebody introduces themselves as Spears and Lohan I’m gonna call bs.

Glad you’re doing better though! :)

Lmao, I meant dated in the sense of ‘gave away how old I am’, but I did also date myself terribly in the sense you read that as. Did the whole closeted queer kid in a very religious family bit…so yeah I didn’t date and a lot of therapy was needed afterwards. 😅

English is a dumb language sometimes!

That bit always drives me crazy b/c they should get called out on it WAY more than they do. Like yeah using classic rock aliases might work on someone their age, it’s definitely not going to work on a cop old enough to have heard it on the radio as a teen, and that’s like 60+% of who they do it to.

Lol, yeah, I just dated myself terribly, I know. 🤦‍♀️

In other news I am looking forward to my first knee replacement in 10-15 years.

Suburbs, and same. I think the only reason everyone “waited” as long as they did was due to this middle class expectation that you WOULD get a college degree and marriage would be a distraction from that so everybody put it off until either senior year or right after graduation.

One of my biggest early euphoria moments was getting put in charge of Thanksgiving dinner. I’d tried to do it years past but despite doing the vast bulk of cooking in the house only got regulated to helper because “I was a man” and for some reason only a woman could do it.

I’ll have to take your word for it.