Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

You cannot speak to someone as an equal, who sees you as a target. Problem is that like you, the enemy sees an uncompromising threat. And while you might actually have the ethical high ground that doesn’t help how ideally we want to communicate.

you wouldn't download A MONONYKUS

consequently I've swapped Dead Can Dance albums from "Into the Labyrinth" (which, Very Irish song included, comes across as sort of a Silent Strider album) to "Dionysius" which is a WAY more Black Fury flavored album

combining Wolfe Tone's rebellion with the death of a pretty girl makes "The Wind that Shakes the Barley" pretty much the most Fianna song ever and, again, I'm not actually playing a Fianna in my #WtA game

can you guess who apparently got ghosted for a phone interview, might have a 1500 Teams screening and is currently really sad about cats?

one of those dreams where visuals shifted from telling a joke in a big fine art museum or something. The joke was;

during Saturday's D&D game, we kept finding fur oil all over the place. If we opened a chest, there'd be fur oil smeared on the lock; when you fell into a pit trap, there'd be fur oil on the sharpened stakes. Eventually we traced all this to its source, a wizened dessicated creature, fur halfway gone from its hyenid body, because Gnoll Lich is Fur Oil.

... in the dream I also tried to stretch this into the more normal Gnoll Lich is Power, and I don't remember how.

#drawings today, a heroic cleric takes on a mummy and in Eberron a shifter and her warforged companion take on a shadowy figure atop the lightning rail!

When That Man Is Dead And Gone https://youtu.be/XRRBKfqhem0 via @YouTube

one day we will read his obituary. Maybe I won't be around for it, but someone will be.

Der Fuehrer's Face https://youtu.be/g73kKLts95U via @YouTube

okay, pushing to knock out UI application for last week turned out to be a great idea because somehow I managed to miss reporting pay - so I suggested I might have underreported unintentionally and sent them a screenshot of all hours from the agency website for the assignment. Hopefully this will all turn out okay - being authorities the alert was full of dire threats. Anyway that and last week's job search stuff are in.

Okay that was a bit more than 3 hours of job hunt stuff on kinda ehh sleep, so I feel kinda crummy and it's definitely time to do something else.

I'm still fucking angry about it, and I'm probably always going to be angry about it, given that there's always some way to make us either invisible or villains.

somehow I'm actually awake and moving. logically the next step here is probably standing while naked under hot water.

the world doesn't need to revolve around me as long as I'm safe. There's a lot of safe and comfortable to be had while not being the best of the best of the best Sir!, the cream that rises to the top especially in schools where dairy product metaphors aren't accurate to lived experience.

the real trick here is actually being able to tell when you're getting enough safe and comfortable, because what you really need is somewhere BETWEEN being safe and comfortable all the time, and whatever horrible mixture of reality and your worst fears is the opposite extreme.

Wooooo okay, this would be a real good time to lie down.

one of the nicer things about being an artist is that whoever you might be jealous of for their success, they're probably *really* good.

And, I mean, the main place where I differ from what I was taught is imho everyone actually deserves success. Or maybe nearly everyone, or something like that.

the other thing is that *usually* other artists are pretty awesome. Usually. I know there are some stinkers and just the usual run of *unintentionally* jerky.

one of the things I legit wish were different about myself is that I tend to clench my jaw really tightly while stressed, enough to give myself a tension headache from it. Unfortunately 1) I can stress out at an unconscious level enough to do this and 2) getting a tension headache from clenching my jaw counts as stress.

hopefully I can sleep past the stampeding neighbors tonight

When the closest person to neurotypical in the group is overwhelmed the places you’re at, got issues.

correction, the Gender Low Menacing Hum flag is;

light gray, white, dark gray, intermediate gray for non-metallic metals, black for oil, and vibrant blue for electricity

I fess up that 40K factions painted in trans colors surprises me because I'm too attached to canon.

You know; tyrannids are pansexual, aeldari are nonbinary, space marines are profoundly Gay. Presumably necrons and skitarii are something like "genderlowmenacinghum" where the pride flag is gray for mechanical bits, black for oil and vibrant blue for electricity.