insomnia, complaining about neighborhood (-, obviously)
ah yes, spring is right around the corner which means it's time to be systematically deprived of sleep by the metric asston of pigeons out here again who perch practically right outside my window and make themselves heard to the entire general area 🙃
why do people keep these flying rats for fun and why do I have to share a neighborhood with multiple of those people
dreams, HRT (~-)
Yesterday: an intensely vivid dream involving the possibility of moving to another country, closer to friends.
Today: another intensely vivid dream this time involving me finally getting to start HRT after all the bullshit I've had to suffer from the local gender clinic in the past year, after a total of four years of waiting.
I really appreciate that you're trying to bring me some happiness brain, but it just makes waking up from these suck all the more.
Opportunity (~)
Opportunity was launched all the way back when I was in my last year of elementary school, and has been on Mars for more than half my life. It's... almost unfathomable that it's really come to an end now, after a mission that was only supposed to take like three months in the first place - I can't say I don't feel sorry for it in a way, going out not with a bang, but being consumed by the dust of the very planet it was made to explore.
Sleep soundly, little rover. You did amazingly well. 💙
trans gatekeeping (~+)
update: fortunately didn't need to pull out the big guns to push things in a more favorable direction, one last appointment before HRT most likely happens
trans gatekeeping (~+)
way too many previous appointments to justify not being on HRT already: check
letter full of complaints mirroring mine to a T from the country's biggest LGBT advocacy organization: check
credible threat of self medication: check
backup plan in case I get denied anyway: check
fucks given: completely gone
let's do this
some kinda italo disco ditty https://instaud.io/3fUX
personal worldbuilding stuff, microfiction
The aquatic, mollusk-like people of 🔴🔵🔴 were always an enigma to outsiders, ourselves included. Their communication was visual in nature, but early translation efforts proved useless. Virtually no grammar, seemingly nearly every word was unique.
Until we met in person. A language of experiences, shared across quadrillions. And they were glad to no longer be alone in their own infinitely deep thoughts.
Joy truly knows no boundaries, as it turns out.
(avatar by @VondranArt@twitter.com, header by @TeknicolorTiger@twitter.com)
/ˈvɪərə laɪˈkeɪ.ən/, [ˈtʰamʲiˌŋɐ ˈɢɛsɛmˌɣoq]
Transgender werewolf from outer space | AKA Thaminga Vesemxoq | multimedia artist | minors dni | therian | follow requests welcome | also known as @VeraLycaon@twitter.com
languages spoken: English, Nederlands, Oygwӿgꝏgowoԍ