Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

what women really want is for ranger to be a really viable class in 6e

furry/Dad Rock overlap;

you can sing "Beep Beep I'm a Sheep" as the chorus for Nirvana's "Aneurysm."

repeating my opinion that Batman Returns is truly the best Christmas movie because it truly captures what Christmas is all about; greed, crushing dark and cold and loneliness, social ostracism, psych illness.

It is sobering to realize that I was so programmed with “how I needed to not fuck up (despite being so innately shitty fucking up is inevitable),” that there are plenty of times I survived simply because I was *also* indoctrinated that su*cide was some sort of fuck up.

Solringen - Wardruna https://youtu.be/YP_hlpbBjE8 via @YouTube

Happy solstice!

Black Hole Sun comes on and simultaneously I think “big creepy smile!”, remember all the lyrics to sing along, and that it’s been a year and a half since I went to the Asian Art Museum or Volunteer Park.

man listening to Infected Mushroom this time of year brings back some VERY good memories.

"how does Edward Drinker cope?"
"I'm so SICK of hearing that joke! Fucking Marsh!"

Infected Mushroom's "Oh No That Was a Lot of Mushrooms" album

LIU KANG. JOHNNY CAGE. SONYA. MORTAL KOMBAT!
* enthusiastic but not very technically skilled wing tsun for about 1 minute *
* sits down *
TEST YOUR MIGHT. TEST YOUR MIGHT TEST YOUR MIGHT.

old joke time again; this track is clearly the part of Cirque du Soleil when everybody's running across the stage/rolling across the stage in big hoops and is that aerialist ON FIRE?

roasted fennel over pasta with peccorino romano cheese (which I can eat) I missed out on so much time eating fennel!

gonna roast some fennel and put it over pasta.

When I was a kid, a promotion when I was in 3rd grade or so meant my Dad no longer traveled so much. This meant he was very concerned about my development and tutored me after school, which meant what felt like hours cranking on math especially when I wanted to be outside or read books. I suck at both being trapped in one place and math, so my Dad's tendency to get frustrated and scream at me about how stupid I was, did not make this experience more positive. (Consistently in my childhood, my folks were sitting on a musical protege/budding artist/humanities nerd/athlete and what they wanted was a math/science genius, and I'm not.)

And then you get having to stay after school as punishment, as another bad association.

I'm finding that my job *constantly* requiring me to dump in OT presses those buttons about "I don't get to live my life, some adult has decided it's vital I be stuck here doing this required stuff." In part, because if I've been dumping energy nonstop into work I don't really have the spoons to back up and say hey, this is just my buttons being pushed.

also, the landlords decided that at the turn of the year they're no longer allowing/requiring online payments, so I have now had to drop time and money on ordering checks for the fuckers.

oh boy fuckwads, the future of work is a 60 year career?

How about NO, we don't have billionaires or multibillionaires and someone who's on the verge of becoming a trillionaire, and instead we have people work 20 hours a week and retire when they're 60 so they can be with their families, explore their hobbies, and lead their religious communities. How about that you nauseating little sycophants?

And now listening to Amrhan na Farraige repeatedly because apparently I really want a crying jag at work or something.

Specifically I could be a fox with a rapier. I could even be a fox with a rapier and main gauche. Jump on tables, flash charming smiles while binding an opponent’s blade, swing on any rope handy. You know, fox stuff.

Reading through my new Pathfinder book I’m struck by how I could play a foxgirl, a crow, an adorable ratty, a lynx, or a batch of basically weird lookin’ humans. To be fair some of the weird humans are kinda cool, I still really like halflings, and you can play a small fey.

Hopefully we won’t have any more ultra hot urgent deliveries which people above me have set up, so that I have time to receive material for their OTHER urgent orders. Yes this makes me cranky.