assistant fox keeper @somekindofcrow@awoo.space

I have so far managed to succeed at not responding to people saying "I'm pregnant!" with "I'm sorry that your child will be born in a terrible time and that your pregnancy will cause everyone around us to repeatedly inquire about your fetus's unformed genitals and refer to its concavity as 'gender' which frankly fucking pisses me off".

So I'm on this queer Seattle Faceboop buy/sell/recommendations group, partially because it's actually sometimes helpful and partially because it's sometimes hilarious.

Like the time someone was asking for recs for a queer-friendly Catholic church and someone recommended the Unitarian church.

Yesterday's was the best though. Someone was looking for a non-binary/trans-inclusive a capella group and someone commented... the Seattle Men's Chorus.

Brain: It is finally fall time to stop wearing bright colors and go back to comfy goth mode.

Me: But it's like 80---

Brain: Scarves and leggings and socks and skirts with too many layers and---

Me: The sun is still---

Brain: NO WE MUST WEAR LAYERS OF BLACK

Me: Okay but I'm not wearing boots.

Brain: As long as your skirt is long enough so nobody notices.

Me: FINE.

I hope my friends get here soon so they can release me because this dress is kind of too tight and I am sore just shitposting stuff on Faceboop.

I am wearing a new dress (that is slightly too small for me) today.

Advantages: cute af, does not assume I have gigantic boobs

Disadvantages: Not sure if it covers my butt, am stuck in it forever until someone unzips it for me

Ah the sweet sweet sound of someone avoiding using pronouns for me in an e-mail chain because they cannot gender my name.

Last week I found the Depressed Teenage Trans Girl Bingo Card so of course I decided to fill it out. Except I'm not a teenager anymore so I decided to do something worse: circle everything that applied at any point between being a teenager and now.

I got a triple bingo.

Also a kilt I'm trying to get rid of lmk if you're local and want to give me a reasonable money for a kilt.

Current pronouns: they/them, or she/her when exactly three corvids are present.

Tfw you get an e-mail from a Very Published Person in a field you are sort of active in asking you for your most updated pronouns because she needs to cite/reference you in talks and even though she has only seen you once in the last 10 years she's pretty sure you're not using the same pronouns as you did 10 years ago.

(That feeling is me going omgomgomgomg and then impostor syndrome somehow comes back to slap me repeatedly anyway.)

Also the idea of appropriating Southern culture and having a party where you get to wear The Fanciest Dress so you can be like "hello ~~boys~~ queer ladies I'm a woman now and these childbearing hips are officially open for business" is really fucking hot.

You know, when it's consensual and not because your parents made you do it.

I suppose the problem with capital T Tradition is that it gets shoved down the throats of anyone whether they want it or not.

Consent is kind of important yes.

Coworker from Alabama was telling me about how when she turned 16 or something she had her Gender Oppression Ceremony where her family made her skip school for a day so she could put on an antebellum dress and have a thing to "introduce her to society" i.e., tell the town that she's now available a a potential wife.

I was torn between disgust and "omg I want that except I want my dress to be black".

Told someone my pronouns via Faceboop Messenger and Faceboop immediately started showing me ads for menstrual cups and personal massagers.

Tfw you are looking at lewd selfies on your Mastodon feed while sitting in a chapel (of the modern Christian kind).

I have stumbled upon the corner of Reddit where sad trans kids make hilarious memes to cope with shitty things like terrible family members and I want to be like hello children it's going to be okay one day your parents will no longer have power over you and you can wear glitter lipstick and eat mac and cheese for breakfast and if they don't turn around by then you'll find parental figures and friends who are like 5,000% better because that's what you deserve.

I decided to search for "fox slime" and found this delightful floop and it makes me happy.

Source: http://seersongs.tumblr.com/post/146973192827/goop https://awoo.space/media/xP0fbSt7Ne0TSNLGOOs

So is there like a postfurry brochure? Because every so often I talk to people about gender and they say a thing and I want to be like hello there is this thing called postfurry and it may be relevant to your interests.