bryn

it truly is 😭🫂

i knew all day that this was gonna be one of those nights where i was absolutely exhausted but was gonna be writhing around in pain despite having taken pain relievers hours before bed, but i’d really hoped to be wrong. 🥲

tbh i was lucky if i could get three people to come over for my birthday as a kid and one was inevitably just one of my mom’s co-worker’s kids i didn’t even get along with

i love these colors!

i can’t wait to get my laundry going, maybe make an evening cup of coffee, and stare at a chapter in progress for an hour or two.

it’s like when a tree falls in a forest and no one’s around to hear it 🥲

story of my life

a die-cut sticker featured a black and white design of a monarch butterfly with the black lines in its wings forming the words FUCK ICE

how do we feel about stickers

would you like a monarch butterfly sticker

would you like to donate $5 to the auction shipping fund and get a monarch butterfly sticker

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the only GDP i wanna hear about

tom's is a brand i can mostly wear, but some scents still break me out (and the effectiveness varies wildly, depending on the scent, too, at least with my chemistry), but it's nice that it's so widely available and relatively cheap.

something about the low-rise skinnies and the web belt still works just as well for me as it did, like, twenty years ago when he does it. incredible.

if i didn't live with my mom and seven loud dogs, i'd dust off my yeti mic and my pop filter and redownload audacity in a heartbeat, but since circumstances are what they are, there's a blanket permission statement on my ao3 profile and y'all are welcome to record any of my fics.

it’s deeply irritating

it’s constant at this job. and on the one hand, i totally get it because everyone but me is a volunteer, but on the other, barring illness and emergencies, when we set a time, can you please commit???

the thing is, though, i’d been planning my entire friday around this all week and now i’m stuck. these people don’t understand how easily my resolve and momentum can be broken.

jk half the people who insisted upon this meeting just canceled. 🙃

i have cramps and i don’t feel good but i have to go to a meeting that i scheduled two weeks ago, how could i do this to myself???

happy birthday, friend!

i feel kind of bad for not having made time to read or write fic today, but i did read over 90 pages of a book and (because i had to drive so much) listened to over three hours of another, so actuallyyy, i probably read more than the average american will in a year.

also survived watching all my friends eat a very delicious cake that i could have none of, but that’s a very regular occurrence these days because i’m the only veg*n left.

i survived 12 whole hours of being out of the house in a row while sleepy, slightly dehydrated, and crampy on a thursday. i’m god’s bravest soldier.

i’m pretty sure it’s privately-owned

this happens to me sometimes and it really is annoying. like, you don’t know me!!! if you must send mail, be normal and use mailmerge!!!

on a walk and just saw a brick red craftsman house with black trim across from a minty green one with gables and flower boxes and a pink door and you’ll never guess who i thought of

i miss living someplace with wisteria. we had it all over the fence around the second story porch of the infoshop i lived at and that was the best part of spring evenings.

it’s, like, nonstop. i feel like i’m walking through quicksand at all times.

i guess it must be. they probably get reimbursed through the county. 🥲 good thing the county mine is through has, like… no mental healthcare.

it’s hard to keep trying to take care of myself when i keep reaching out and getting turned down!!!!!!!

cool, cool, cool, so the mental health clinic i was gonna try because they actually see people in-person won’t take my medi-cal because i live in a different county. love it here. i need to move back to fresno asap.

i saw that earlier, too 😭