Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

Ah yeah Peturbator.

Exactly what I want playing when I clamber out of the moonroof of our team’s Mitsubishi Nightsky, katana in hand, to fight off the cyborg go-gangers trying to leap onto the vehicle going through Redmond.

Except that’s not what I’m doing this morning.

Have I mentioned this dystopian cyberpunk future kinda sucks?

I’m coping better all the time but I still am so low on spoons. And my ability to cope better means I notice housing and relationship stuff I hadn’t thought too hard about when I was worse in the hole.

Should post more #drawings and less how much I just wish it were all over.
https://awoo.space/media/xhFznG-ttNs6A3cpyxI
https://awoo.space/media/d3yMkh8i0PqoKQR0PtY
https://awoo.space/media/YtEs8or1HW0SUjWSAcM

extremely angry at someone, extremely sad about someone else, and generally feeling self-loathing.

wow, feeling crushing sadness while listening to The Cure. Not exactly original there...

I’m realizing that composition in panels is fairly organic; not only do I not have to detail much of the background but it’s impractical to do so. Larger panels solve for more detail as story cues; they suggest placing the action within the larger setting. #comics

UPDATE switching to the Tannahill Weavers means that I no longer wish to play D&D as much. I now however intend to declare for the Stuart when he comes back from across the water, and still want pub food and a stout.

Listening to Steeleye Span again, please send starchy pub food, a pint, or D&D game.

So it’s getting to be that time again. But it’s difficult for me to stay within dietary restrictions; and I don’t know anyone I’d do Seder with and don’t have energy to call people and cook; and then there’s all the messages, internalized and not, about Judaism is a regressive religion for shit people and how I shouldn’t want something so drab, oppressive and unenlightened.

And so I won’t do anything for *another* year.

Today’s weird subculture that doesn’t exist, “muscleplush furs,” brought to you by a friend’s autocorrect (they’d meant cute plushies, not cut plushies)

Delete Facebook
Delete Twitter
Delete Shell, Exxon and BP
Delete Amazon
Delete Google
Delete Uber and Lyft
Delete ICE
SAIL INTO ASGARD IN A SHIP OF DEAD MEN’S NAILS AND DELETE EVERYTHING

Oh yeah it’s #TMITuesday again, ask me about stuff if you want!

Reading an old Simonson Thor. I seriously should get the compilation of these, they’re awesome;

1) Thor and his chosen shield-man met the Wanderer on their way to fight Fafnir

2) Heimdallr with a spectacled helmet just saw Memory return, but not Thought

Clearly it’s time to blast Amon Amarth into my skull now that there’s an actual order to work on.

Actually napping mellowed me out a bit, that’s good.

maybe I really ought to reconsider being a horse of some sort, in furry fandom, again (for a very short time and in specific places I'd chosen to present as a Morgan, since they're shorter and more wiry). I don't think I'm *quite* vegetarian enough, but what little I know about the personality suggests Morgan's a fairly complimentary fit.

This is going to be very privileged sounding, but I miss living under regimes like Obama or Clinton where what sucked was how we had huge problems which just weren't being acknowledged, rather than having some fucking Republicans make things worse and worse on a weekly basis.

Maybe now is a poor time to watch a movie about gaslighting and memory loss.

"is that the one with the beach, at the end?"
"yeah, the beach never actually exists before that point. It's just a cultural trope, it's part of how the authorities are lying to them."

NOT THAT I HAVE BAGGAGE ABOUT THE AUTHORITIES COMPLETELY LYING TO YOU ABOUT YOUR ENTIRE LIFE HISTORY AND WORLD OR NOTHING

https://youtu.be/ctq-Gz9r15g