Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

it's happened again. This time someone referenced Ranma 1/2 on Tumblr and got asked "which anime is that from?"

* ages centuries in seconds while screaming WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME like at the end of Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. You kids have seen Last Crusade, right? *

Woke up in the middle of the night with mixed feelings about stuff and decided to do a *little* cleaning at least in case friends wound up at my apartment. That loud THUMP you heard was my motivation to clean up hitting the floor.

When I moved in, I didn't have bookshelves at all and Ikea was out of the taller ones - so my books are consistently this disorganized sprawl. Things have been a little too stressy to do much about it.

been a while since I had to rely on the Beastie Boys' "Body Movin'" to get through folding laundry

#drawing today, three Nosferatu vampires outside a mansion.

I'm now realizing that a product of Shadowrun/2000 AD is that I accept people having tattoos, piercings and dyed hair a lot more than my parents generation because the future was always *supposed* to look kinda this way.

I think this lady I happened into through a clip of the ABC warrior from the 90s "Judge Dredd" deserves a boatload of respect for apparently going "look, I'm not going to pass SO SCREW PASSING instead I'm going for drag queen over the top and cyberpunk AF." I mean, dystopia was supposed to be visually intense darnit.

And while I'm not great at being this mature model of whatever, at least I'm something like a 10 year old or teenager where despite all the anger, mood swings, obsession with rule of cool and wanting people to like me when they never will, at least my variety of puerile doesn't view race prejudice and widespread poverty as something good worth aspiring to.

See that's the thing about rightwingers. They aren't actually interested in freedom of religion, speech, right to bear arms, "centrism" or not being oversensitized. It's not about anything that makes a community, it's just "I want to do what I want to do and I want YOU to convenience me." It's no wonder that people who never really outgrew their terrible twos revere toddlers grown hugely powerful like Musk or Trump.

Impulse bought some bread. Gonna make sandwiches.

Stupidly angry today.

Please remind me that I want to remain on Telegram groups more than I want to tell people that AI art is plagiarism and that they’re creating nothing other than more income for rich techies.

Apparently at some point my take on Israel became more sympathetic to Palestinians, distinctly unsympathetic to a consistently right government and assholes voting them in, and profoundly angry at Britain and the USA for the last near century.

If I want to spend $50 on a book or $35 on Korean barbecue it’s a huge thing for me, and I can’t even toss $100 to someone else’s rent. Cons, owning a kayak, miniatures are all on hold indefinitely while I pay for car repair, car insurance, dentist stuff after insurance, and rent. And rent. And rent. So that’s a lot of despair to swallow.

Some folks I know are more desperate and some more comfortable. But our rulers could drop that money and it’s nothing to them.

What makes not getting my car out of the shop worse is that the shop is understaffed since mechanics took time off rather than fight through snow to get to work. So I’m envious tbh.

“Skele ton” or approximately .907 tonnes de squelletes.

1) feel like I more emotionally understand that cortisol takes a while to physically clear out so I am/was pretty vulnerable to a lot of negative messages

2) along those lines “quit feeling sorry for yourself!” uh being upset or tearing up because someone’s in your face demanding stuff and yelling and especially if that’s an adult you’re supposed to love and trust wholeheartedly is A NORMAL CHILD REACTION.

Anyone else inhabit this weird space between sincerely empathizing with and want to help customers, and being one angry phone call away from thinking of the customers as fucking richass self centered boomer shit?

I’ve decided that a very important qualification for any fursuit I might get (if things improve) is “head is comfortable to wear while otherwise naked, stoned, lying on my back and listening to Kyuss.”

okay, I've mellowed out to "wow, Kyuss is really good" and "starting to feel sleepy, do I actually want to sleep in my kigurumi?"