Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

Gotta say my boss 1) suddenly wfh from the opposite side of the state causing communication difficulties and 2) spending a week in the Carribean on vacation, made me no end of resentful.

Listening to the Battle Beyond the Stars soundtrack. Oh crap, Ellen Ripley is threatened by Queen Bavmorda’s hunting beasts! Fortunately she makes it to the Genesis planet in time!

Snowing again. This would be a good morning to skip work, and race into the woods, shedding clothes and what little remains of my humanity, find and bring down a rabbit and look up, blood dripping from my chin, eyes reflecting the low light. I mean skip work and watch movies.

#drawing today, a spear-wielding samurai takes on a ferocious oni to rescue a damsel in distress!

dude, Game of Death is free with ads. Dude. That thing's a classic.

ladies and
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN
gib gib gib UNGH
gib gib gib UNGH
SPIDAH! he is our hero
SPIDAH! get rid of
SPIDAH! step on Spidah
SPIDAH! we love you Spidah
UNNNNGH
*gestures dramatically*
I PROMISE not to KILL YOU!
SPIDAH! we love you Spidah
SPIDAH! get rid of
SPIDAH! Must... stop..
SPIDAH! he is our hero.
UNNNNNNNNGH

thank you.

The urge to scream I WISH I WERE PRETTY AND I’LL NEVER BE PRETTY! remains. Hopefully today wraps up soon and I can go draw and feel okay about that (I try to get at least some things right).

This is just not being a good day, all the depressive thoughts are probably shitty childhood messages + current events + seasonal affective stuff, rather than objective reality, BUT just because I know this isn’t doesn’t entirely solve how shitty it feels, if that makes sense?

A personal music theory is that “Underneath the Bunker” is REM’s attempt to make a Tom Waits song.

I really wish my brain didn’t spew crap body image/possible gender dysphoria every time I feel crummy. Honestly even if I’ve got gender stuff going on I feel most of this is thanks to just how important appearances were in my childhood.

Everything this morning is making me need to take some deep breaths and emotionally reset from a whole batch of CPTSD spawned thinking, and the resultant irritability.

I could really use to get baked. Heck, I could really use getting baked or completely hammered *with* people. The combination of ITS URGENT AND EVERYTHING HINGES ON IT phrasing and a childhood full of catastrophizing and blame isn’t helpful.

TFW “Peaches” comes on the radio and you make Bruce Lee noises/block/jab while stopped at the light. Because you’re oooooooollld.

though to be fair there's only so long I can listen to The Ring without needing to listen to the What's Opera Doc soundtrack. #SpearAndMagicHelmet #MagicHelmet #YesMagicHelmet #AndIllGiveYouASample

Eating bacon while listening to Wagner earns some sort of "worst Jew ever" award.

me * spends all day thinking about finishing the leftover stroganoff or making a cabbage thing *

me * promptly goes off script and makes a huge nasty sandwich with feta, za'atar, bacon and the remaining naan *

I really shoulda thought ahead to spread olive oil on the naan.

#drawing today, furries only as vampires. Featuring "I'm not sure what historical period these outfits are from" and burning entirely too much time on hair, crouched legs etc.

Abduction and Absolution https://youtu.be/BSVGyTPpapE via @YouTube

oh YEAH the only real action sequence for the entire Chronicle!

the mood when you pay bills and carefully record your expenses as
SLUMLORD
PHONE SHITS
etc