assistant fox keeper @somekindofcrow@awoo.space

Damnit people what have you done to me this is all your fault.

Other Girls: It's Thanksgiving time to make some pumpkin pies!

Me: It's Thanksgiving time to take the frozen chili out of the freezer!

Ahhhhhhh I accidentally dug too deep looking for an old recipe and now I'm consumed by feelings because of things referring to me dating someone I am no longer dating also wrong gender.

Okay Reddit is trying to argue that Bow and Purfuma are both trans because he's shorter than her by a lot and part of me's like really are we that desperate for representation and the other part is like yes we are.

I made a meme to help cope with my feelings.

https://www.reddit.com/r/traaaaaaannnnnnnnnns/comments/9yklgl/when_youre_haunted_by_memory_of_your_dead_trans/

Re: last retoot.

I was talking to some friends who were (legit curious and didn't know) wondering if nb is considered trans last night and basically the way I see it is of course ain't nobody assigned enby at birth.

Re: last retoot: I am pretty sure I screamed internally in joy when I realized that every barista on shift was queer/trans/nb at Wayward during the shift I normally go.

Also go to Friday Afternoon Tea.

Just got an e-mail from Yes on 3 saying VICTORY.

Yay.

I mean I'm still fucking tired that we have to put this much effort into convincing a relatively liberal state that we should exist but.

Yay.

What I want to say is that I have a much better support system a whole lot of estrogen in my body and a couple more years of experience and I'm ready to face this shit head on.

What's actually happening is that I know how potentially vulnerable I am to a sudden onset of crushing despair so I hid all my knives and booze in anticipation of electron day.

God I fucking hate this fucking timeline.

It's really nice when vengeance lines up perfectly with my moral, professional, and legal obligations.

I cried for like ten minutes in my car after work because I had to fucking tell Abusive White Man to not interrupt me like six times in a row but the whole time that was happening I was like AHHHH THE ESTROGEN IS WORKING OMG I ACTUALLY HAVE EMOTIONS AHHHH so I guess things are going pretty well.

Packing a couple things of "oops I forgot to take my meds" spare daily meds to stash in my office.

I labeled the bag with "<name>'s space meds NO PAIN MEDS INSIDE only take if you want erectile dysfunction and/or ovarian cysts" so if like the cleaning crew finds it they won't toss it or, worse, consume it.

:3

Still alive?

I need a new ref sheet on my moneysona.

(aka the need to find a new job is rapidly approaching)

I just logged in to my DeviantArt account for the first time in years and there are 1485 notifications.

Timespinner came out this week and I didn't have time to play it until today, and I plowed through the whole thing (except the True Ending) in 2 sittings because I was sad and needed distraction.

Apparently playing through a game where you're a queer lady murdering fascists through time is what I needed today.

For the first time ever I am glad that a game I Kickstarted took three more years than expected.

Aggressive self care would be a lot easier if I remembered to buy groceries yesterday. >.<

My brain is pushing me to give in to despair kill yourself and I'm like hey can we compromise and just engage in self-destructive behavior instead?

So anyway I'm stress eating an entire Costco pack of Cheezits.