I take a social media break and come back to this. *screams*.
I take a social media break and come back to this. *screams*.
Yep. Fun fact, most of the time when I'm not "acting like myself" it's probably because I'm dealing with something acute on top of my regularly scheduled chronic illness. This year I've been radio silent mostly due to a combo of Covid and bronchitis.
NJ Devils update: I started playing a drinking game where I had to sip every time ESPN said we couldn't win without Jack Hughes. People, I might die. I'm out of wine. #stanleycup
I'm not saying this Devils game is going poorly but I'm tempted to redo the grout in my bathroom instead. And I just ran out of wine. #stanleycup #fail #ouchquitit
Very much the same!
Please call your elected officials. Do not let them steal votes from women. If you do not have a passport it may be a good idea to get one.
Secondary source for the skeptics: www.lwv.org/take-action/...
It's the resource page for the Immigrant Legal Resource Center. Which is both a 503c and 4 star rating on Charity Navigator.
Just going to leave this here in case it's handy.
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Yeah, I'm at low/zero capacity but I still like to pretend I'm a functioning human. There's just so much shit on fire right now. I can't save the world but I can probably be better about checking in with folks.
Thank you. I'm working on it. It's not even *gestures vaguely at imploding democracy* , but it appears to be death, disaster and cancer season and I feel like I've probably missed a few dozen things while I was off being a couch loaf.
I've been rather quiet on the socials, mostly because the world is too big and too loud right now and I hurt, physically, a lot. I'm into like next month's spoons at this point. If there is something I can or should be doing for you, feel free to scream in my direction.
Yesterday I treated myself and made a decadent and expensive lunch. It was egg freakin salad.
That's cool! I think it's such a beautiful language. โค๏ธ
Day whatever the hell this is of covid recovery (37?) Left the house yesterday. (Yay) For work. (Boo) Still coughing, tired AF and short of breath on mild exertion. Mask up. Don't get this shit.
Yep. The Walgreens by my office started doing this and I stopped shopping there. I didn't have 10 minutes to wait for someone to unlock the deodorant. Unfortunately I started shopping Amazon instead for those items.
People with disabilities are frequently not considered fully in disaster planning. Or anything else.
Disabled folks affected by the fires in LA, here is a resource.
The rest of y'all, maybe consider this for your list of orgs to fund. I have donated in the past and will again when able.
I kinda prefer Reddit's upvote/downvote structure. It's not intended to be an emotional response, just, heard, and either thought the post had value, or did not. I know people don't use it that way and it's more an "agree/disagree/I think you suck"button, but it's a more neutral starting point.
One of the things I disliked about Twitter and here is that simplicity can kill nuance. As a bad writer I struggle to be concise, so character limits are good for me. I totally get why we get one reaction, it makes things simpler. But it also creates this weirdness that we "love" everything.
Folks from NJ have a delightful ability to make terrible life choices. Source: me.
There are many things I like about Bsky but the heart reaction option sometimes feels gross. I swear I do not love fires, plagues and predators. Wedding? Heart! Kitty? โค๏ธ!!! Divorce? heart? Long covid? heart??? Spontaneous combustion? Also ๐!!!
I had assumed maybe NG because of the cut and had to expand the thread to see which terrible one it was today. All my feeds everywhere seem to be filled with stories of alleged rapists lately. Which is good in the sense that my community are folks who care about humans and bad because, well, yeah.
The sad thing was that I wasn't sure which predator you were talking about.
Weirdest thing you said to someone in 2024?
"I don't identify as a squirrel".
(You don't need context)
Yep. This has been me since 1996. And it's a Punky Brewster joke.
I don't hate Excel, we have a common enemy: my brain.
You monster. ๐คฃ
Weather map showing 28 degree temperature
*laughs in Jersey*
I feel like this conversation is about to summon @eve6.bsky.social
Fuck, I'm bad at being a fan of 90s bands that no one loves anymore, there are actually 8 different albums. I just personally only own 6.