Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

It’s always I Wish I Were a Pretty Girl O’Clock somewhere.

“Giant,” that new movie about Maximinus Thrax! Our hero is of common birth but impresses Emperor Septimus Severus with his overall awesomeness! But when Severus is assassinated on the orders of the Senate (crusty old CGI men) he takes charge and marches on Rome to spread FREEDOM. EVERYTHING IS SEPIA TONED!

My favorite Cure track, “where’d I put my eyeliner?” It’s on their “I Don’t Suppose You’ve Seen My Eyeliner?” album in between “Song About a Girl I Used to Know” and “Really Scones Would Be Lovely Thank You.”

Initially, I was really hoping that this anise walnut biscotti would be like punch you in the mouth anise flavor, and it wasn’t, but it was still good, and now I wish I had gotten a second one.

going by my understanding of Catholicism, "hellhound" implies the existence of "purgatoryhound" which isn't actually evil per se, just sort of there because it has to be.

oofgh

hell of it is as soon as I have some hot coffee it'll be soothing and caffeinated, and I'll probably want to sleep like anything

It's not so much "my best days are behind me" or "I peaked in [whatever time]" so much as now's stressy and it's hard *not* to look back at much less stressy periods and idealize 'em.

despite how obviously pretty good experiences have happened more recently, all these times I idealize were before 2016 for some reason.

just a bad night for sleep and I am seriously thinking about calling in sick

Okay, "waking up soaked in sweat because the weather warmed up substantially more than that many blankets worth" was not something I anticipated

and we say we're in love with all of it
and we say we're in love with everything
and we lie. Love to lie.

*races off towards Powell's City of Books*

something I've been thinking about today;

I've gained a lot of self acceptance, being able to remember the world's bigger than my upset, I can look forwards to things improving, sometimes a bad day or a spike in anger is just a bad day or spike in anger rather than an unchanging doomed future.

And it does help, but I'm now feeling like there's a lot of burnout and anger that *doesn't* resolve. I don't yet have a better way of *immediately* working with anger and burnout.

WO ALECH TAADI WO ANA MEGDI
BENIRANE WAAAAAAAAA

*stomps accelerator*

okay, I apparently needed to eat. I mowed through a pork chop, an artichoke and am currently having fig butter on buttered bread

this is in fact a point in favor of me not being an out of control angry monster. "I thought roasted veggies would be good so I cut them up with olive oil, salt, pepper and garlic powder and put them in the oven" isn't a particularly angry monstrous thought.

thanks for cooking this artichoke, past me. It's fucking awesome. Hopefully, future me thinks the same thing about these kohlrabi chunks roasting right now which I impulse-bought while pissed the fuck off at my ex.

Let’s ignore the very real feelings of loss this Stone Temple Pilots song touches and instead ulisten to the Krull soundtrack and make dumb jokes about how the xenomorphs are clearly about to get Mad Mardigan and Willow. Ha ha.

Huh, Schostakovich’s “October.” Haven’t heard this in a while.

*click*
* three minutes later *

POWER BREEDS PARASITES
LONG LIVE ANARCHY!

A tangent. In the 80s with the threat of the Cold War going very hot for about 15 minutes, there was this game, Twilight 2000. Your characters were the remains of an American offensive into Poland, trying to cross a less apocalyptic wasteland where every jerry can and magazine was a fortune to get… home, maybe?

An awesome setup. Perhaps because of the underlying horror this would actually be, EVERYONE seemed to think of it as strapping all the gear aboard an M1A1 and roadtripping to Gdańsk.

People howl an’ people moan,
Look for a dry place to call their own
Try to find some place to rest their bones
While the angels an’ the devils try to make ‘em their own!