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@ElectricKeet found on Twitter, worksafe typography; https://twitter.com/y2k_aesthetic/status/1505739989941829632

I also tried out making a beet-apple-walnut salad I'd read about. Works okay, should have chopped everything finer tbh. Food photo.

#drawings today, started waiting at the peroshki place, did a little more waiting for a burrito, did even more and finished at Starbucks. An adventuring party faces an ambush, a paladin with a "lion shield" braces to receive the undead charge, and a dhampir faces a fire giant monarch!

My people have worth even though it is not acknowledged. Including when *I* buy into my training that we’re shit, that we don’t count. It’s inevitable that I will be an official bad guy sometimes; all I can do is to try and move forward with curiosity.

Apparently ~4 hours with bathroom and shitposting breaks is my limit on hanging around Starbucks drawing.

Read a little more of Dungeon World and kinda feel like I want to run this and see how it plays out, just completely independent of whether I like it more than D&D.

It's occurs to me TERFism is a little bit of Dolchstosslegende, but I'm not sure I can prove this.

They came to a clearing in which there was a great statue of a seated Burger King of Gondor. Foul orcish graffiti scrawled upon the base and where the statue’s head had been instead was a crudely carven “Jack ball” with its prominent nose and hat. “Look!” said Frodo. “The king had a new crown!” And it was true, for upon the old head cast to the side, there were a great many discarded ketchup packets.

Manshorn, a powerful vampire from the Forgotten Realms, known for his exquisitely shaven pubes. Dude does not miss a chance to drop robes at adventuring parties.

Is it just me or do other art types easily bounce between "gah my drawings SUCK! other people would draw better if I ever saw anything other than their drop-dead gorgeous finished paintings" and "wow this stuff I did years and years ago is actually pretty cool?" This is an 11 year old pen and marker drawing and I really like it.

the giant prehistoric Otodus Urungus

Once again I ponder trying to convince non-Jews that "Shlach Li Malach" is an ancient and venerable song of my people.

The Infected Mushroom version, so technically I wouldn't be lying at all!

bing bing bing bing
BONG BONG BONG BONG
...
she zoremet, she likes SHAWARMA
she zoremet, there is no drama!

The ground beef hadn't thawed so I made spam fried rice instead and used up the last of this baechu kimchi I had sitting in the fridge.

Let’s just say that given how I got PTSD in the first place I do not like feeling stuck and trapped. Add to this punishment and “tutoring” through my childhood where I was stuck and trapped. So no matter how much OT I get receiving in stuff being stuck late here again feels bad.

Where you come from is GONE! Where you thought you were goin’ to WEREN’T NEVER THERE! Where you are ain’t no good unless you can GET AWAY FROM IT! *stomps accelerator*

Something I have been thinking about today;

I’ve been raised with a lot of urgency. Not just the immediacy of facing bullies and blame, but the gifted kid you can crack this NOW. And of course some jobs try to make everything urgent. That’s some of what gets pushed with social media (and other places). It is okay for me not to act or read everything because BEING OVERWHELMED is the threat, not what happens if I don’t read/react.

Dreams last night had weird details I don't know if I'd gotten before;
* feeling/hearing coins or tokens clink when being given a few to play video games
* as part of a long rambling dream about buildings falling apart, I stood up and felt the air much colder above waist level (building's windows were broken)
* fishing in my pocket for my mask while rushing uphill to catch an articulated bus. I think this is the first time I've dreamed about masks or buses.

I don't think I'm really morally fantastic, or all that smart or capable or whatever, but I also kinda want to be able to have a comfortable and creative life without having to be particularly exceptional?

NO SOONER did I make that joke than KEXP plays “Crucify,” and I have to sing along. I listened to Little Earthquakes a lot in 1999-2000.