LMAO OH SHIT FALSE ALARM EVERYONE THE 21ST CENTURY STARTED IN 2001 https://twitter.com/Cheesemeister3k/status/947513801460432896
TW: Sexual assault
Convention-goers, please take a moment to read — I wrote a blog post going public about a date-rape drugging incident that happened at BronyCon this year.
https://www.fimfiction.net/blog/788985/the-elephant-in-the-equine-room
This article was written in 2014, but it still rings true today.
https://flowerhack.dreamwidth.org/3230.html
I'm so, so glad that it's basically impossible for Mastodon to become twitter or facebook, AND that it's basically impossible for us to become Ello.
now the ducks are gone, and I'm enjoying watching the spotted towhees, sparrows, and juncos cautiously hoovering up what's left.
also just saw a chickadee carefully prune a leafless twig out of a tree and then toss it down into the bushes below. "changed my mind, don't want that stick!" fuckin' chickadees. XD
next year resolutions (repost)
1. Finish The Damn Story. just... do another write-through, maybe two, stick a nail in it and call it Good Enough. and then POST IT. *try* not to start any new ambitious writing projects until it's done, please?
2. make one Xmas ornament a month, so there's 12 more to hang on the tree next Xmas!
3. do not make any Next Year resolutions.
the Instagram account for my parent people's art stuff! my aunt does most of the art, but my mom does a lot of the work to make it too. some of the new marbles are *gorgeous* omg... https://www.instagram.com/dinahhuletmurrine/
also, somebody put a bunch of some kind of cereal, grains or something, out on the ground below my window, which is spurring two thoughts:
1. ducks are big
2. ducks taste good
>______> #trashwolfthoughts
(also Pooka has started yelling at me to go to bed. this is a cat with Opinions about Human Bedtime who does not hesitate to share them at Maximum Volume)
dreambit
I think this would make the basis for a really fun story, and I'm tempted to write it, but, well, see my pinned Next Year resolution toot. if I try to take on another writing project before finishing the one I've been gnawing on for the last COUPLE OF YEARS I think Loki's going to bite me. and not in a nice way. :P
dreambit
watched "Bright" with Spouse last night, then had a dream set in that universe, in which Elves were Assholes. XD
in the dream, there was--some kind of magical zeppelin or airship or something that elves were using to hunt "sky whales," which were peaceful, friendly creatures, because (see above), and the main/perspective character of the scene was an elf who was scanning the horizon while sipping a mimosa and thinking snide thoughts about her sister's boyfriend.
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pronouns: they/them
location: Seattle
phenotype: dracosaur
alignment: chaotic well-intentioned
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aka Sprackraptor, Rasha, elynne, Yahvahzensil, & etc.
40-something ace/aro
an identity under construction in a badly-fitting human suit.
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