Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

Perhaps Asgard was always the friends we made along the way. *blasts Immigrant Song* AAAAAAAaaa

Starting a Marxist/Stygimoloch uprising sure does seem to way to get off deadly prison worlds these days. #ForThePeoplesRepublicOfLaurasia

*trucks out to huge hall of civilians *
Ah, Asgard’s last hope, deep within the earth’s core where it’s still warm!

“The assets, sir.”
“Ohhh, don’t say that, you know I hate that term!”
“The dinosaurs with jobs.”

I couldn’t sell @Earthshine on Van Helsing and they hate Alien Resurrection so Thor Ragnarok it is.

“I’ve seen kits for this in Hobby Japan, that’s a recommendation right?”

@Talija heya coyote, didn’t know you were here too!

The question isn’t about “the Wachowskis” being the Wachowski Sisters. The question is why they were never “The Flying Wachowskis.”

The long awaited Where’s Waldo/What’s Michael crossover event.

GenX problem; the coffee shop is apparently playing all of Nevermind, but someone brought extremely loud small children here and I really want to put in headphones to listen to something not-them (remember despite what my family and ex thought I really don’t have the patience for fatherhood).

The world is collapsing around our ears,
I turned on my radio, I can’t hear it.

Rather than talk about what’s bothering me. Nanotyrannus appears to be a legit thing!

Vaguely tempted to post the last uh, adult photos I took of myself to um... ask reassurance about being okay when libido is working, sort of related to wanting reassurance that I am okay when my libido *isn’t*. This whole lack of libido is *still* new and horrifying to me even though I’m working on my psych and neurochemical issues.

Pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine,
Take a bath, I'll drink the water that you leave,
If you should die before me, ask if you can bring a friend?
Pick a flower, hold your breath, and drift away.

Again with “go jogging;”

if I felt I could afford it, I’d gladly go back to lifting weights, fencing, wing tsun or capoeira. Heck I still want to learn escrima. You’re telling me to somehow get enthused about the exercise equivalent of eating unflavored oatmeal because it’s good for me. It’s not exercising I mind; it’s that again I’m too poor to do what I really enjoy.

So I may have figured out even more of my childhood baggage. Little bits and pieces come together here and there. I didn’t sleep well, but still way better than a few weeks ago!

waiting for edible to kick in, so looking for positive stuff, and found this very short serval kitten video;

https://youtu.be/Kl3nqyZo7jQ

@kobold http://kiikiibee.tumblr.com/post/177810393912/i-really-really-like-ur-art-its-so-pretty-but

I really wish my meatspace social life included;

* more people to draw with, regardless of skill level.

* wishing I had a fursuit, which probably gets into "wishing I lived in an efficiency" levels of inaccessible

* presenting female, because I think it'd help work out gender stuff regardless of where I wind up

All these I think might have to wait for after I leave this area for hopefully a more friend-filled one.

Was SO sleepy and slept so completely for two hours, and then I was awake. Might throw weed at this if I'm still this awake in a half hour.