Roady @Roady_Dragonfae@awoo.space

Don't look at me like that! This is way, waaaay better than the cone.

I'm getting closer and closer to reaching a good amount of stability. First week of work was hectic, but I'm picking up on it quickly.

Living situation is still a bit dicey. One of the friends I'm staying with might be able to take care of Koko so I can move back into the van.

Trailer is still a possibility. It's just a matter of waiting for it. Overall, I wish I could be there for people more often than I can. I miss everyone, and I look forward to when we can see each other again.

I can't for the life of me understand why people go into datura expecting they can get something recreational out of it.

The entire Solanaceae(nightshade) family has a long and documented history of being used as a method of exploring incredibly dark aspects of oneself.

To put this in a shamanic perspective, entheogens such as mushrooms and ayahuasca are a journey to the upperworld. Solacaneae plants like jimsonweed and belladonna are a journey to the underworld.

I've been wanting to make a lewd account for a while. Once I found out there's an instance dedicated to some of my favorite kinks? I pounced on it! Feel free to follow me at @RoadyAfterDark

Between now and when I move into my permanent residence, it looks like I have to move back into my van.

If I can't find another temporary housing situation, I'm willing to pay anyone who's interested in boarding Koko. We're not stranded right now, but I would like to secure either one of these possibilities within the next few days. I want to make sure she's safe between now and when I move into the trailer. Cheers!

I started feeling a sore throat during my shift. Like hell I'm calling in on my first week of work, so as soon as I got back I washed down a whole bulb of garlic with a cup of chaga and passed out for most of the afternoon. Fucking destroyed it.

An adorable crate for an adorable moped!

You can take a Montanan out of Montana, but you can't take Montana out of a Montanan~

Holy shit. The people I work with are chill as hell. Even more so than Dunn I reckon. Looking forward to starting my first full shift tomorrow!

I think it might be time to add ears to my overall appearance.

I have no patience for stuck-up, rigid, and condescending people in my life.

None.

I've dealt with too many toxic individuals in my life to tolerate people like that. If someone tries, even a little, to put me down and treat me like shit? Just because I have a few quirks? They're cut completely out of my life. Fool me once, shame on them. Fool me twice, shame on me. No second chances. I certainly won't be nice about it.

Suanmeitang, aka Chinese smoked plum juice, feels like drinking a health potion. Some brands even come in round glass bottles. This stuff is amazing and I'm officially hooked.

Job orientation officially starts this Monday. I'm surprised that it's still Thursday. It's as if the days leading up to starting my job are slooooowing to a crawl.

White Center, Capitol Hill, Downtown, Ballard, U District, Chinatown, Mt. Baker, Beacon Hill, Georgetown, getting lost near the Boeing Field airport, and finally rerouting back to White Center via Spokane St. bridge and Delridge. Wait a fucking second. Did all of this happen over the span of just one day? And it's only 6pm?

Today's been a hell of a day, and I still have yet to find a good milk crate to mount on the back of my moped.

Good god. I every time I take my moped for a ride, I have an uncontrollable urge to put on Ride On Shooting Star by The Pillows.

Woohoo! I just landed an adorable red moped!