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I don't even know what I'm still hanging around for. I don't do ANYTHING that would really qualify as "postfurry" anymore except for (A) write, and (B) meow and whinny at my girlfriend. I have next to no remaining social urges, and instead of validation, being around people from the community just leads to more awkwardness and self-questioning. And I'm still a Vile Centrist evidently while everyone's put on their Guevara shirts and gone FALGSC.

icky negative emotions 

Another mood crash, another topic I don't feel at all safe discussing among my remaining friends. Feeling isolated again. Have been given shit for both talking about good things and bad things here within the last few weeks, and feeling like there's not much point to saying anything at all. Could use some contact with the old crew; am currently afraid of everybody. Guilt and emotional paralysis pretty bad today. Wasting rest of day as fast as possible.

@kara_dreamer@witches.town Hey, hun, we still on for tomorrow afternoon? If so, what time works for you, and could you shoot me your address again? It's buried in Masto timeline...

SPOILER: This ended up as something like "Our family, it embarrasses a chair, yet happy." :D

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If you are a restaurateur or their web designer, and you are personally responsible for the putting your menu up as a simple goddamn PDF, you are an angel and a bulwark of sanity and common sense in a terrible world.

My rocket blender broke and I didn't get to make the chocolate almond cherry smoothies I'd been looking forward to. So I'm sitting here all grumpy, "stuck" with a porridge of berries, almond butter, milk, honey, and cocoa nibs.

And it dawned on me that just a few hundred years ago, this lame excuse for dessert probably would have cost the equivalent of several hundred dollars for the cocoa nibs alone. And I remembered that we're actually doing pretty good all things considered.

Huh. I actually feel passably cute today, in a scraggly, Walter White-ish kind of way.

I'm going to just take a moment of silence and thank my late father. We had our issues, he and I, but damn that man's genes gave me some nice hair.

I should be nicer to it. Maybe I'll break down and dye it an unnatural color this weekend.

mild self-criticism 

"Well, you're certainly not a person. No, you're not specific enough to be a person. You're more like a vibe."

That line came up while I was watching Steven Soderbergh's The Limey, one of my favorite gangster films. I always worry that line, originally spoken about a soulless record producer, applies to me.

One from Rudy Rucker's Software, too: "I'm an artist without an art. I just move people's heads around."

Core worry: that I'm an unusually(?) well-hidden narcissist.

Watching friends beat up on themselves and say they don't deserve things makes me real mad. And sure as hell not at them. Today's mood: I wanna walk right up to the Demiurge and punch it in the jimmies.

Mood: ****½
Energy: ****
Mental Acuity: ***½
Social Urges: **
Respect For Humanity: *½
BS Tolerance: *½
Max Snark Combo: *****

Mental HP: 1/80

Watching old Cheers reruns while I get myself in the mental space for work.

I was too young to recognize this when they first aired, especially since society wasn't ready for her either, but... Lilith Sternin-Crane was a gem.

She's one of those characters who was so far ahead of her time, even her own writers didn't understand her. What was supposed to be scary, cold, and awkward in 1986 now just reads as confident, witty, and awesome.

Lilith was the Ur-Geeklady and I love her like an aunt.

more werk 

In other work news, when asked what we should do after we log out, our boss answered along the lines of "cry and pour yourself a drink." :)

I'm so relieved it's not just me. Now I don't feel QUITE as bad about occasionally having to take 5-10 minutes to sit there just stunned and shaking my head at somebody's logic. :)

Sorry, meanwhile giggling at all you Seattle noobs who actually think it's gonna rain much during the summer. XD Nope, it is a tad drier than usual, but Seattle summers are usually warm, sunny, and dry.

Enjoy it while you can! I promise you, the rains will return soon enough. This is my favorite time of year coming up, actually, and I intend to enjoy every moment of the transition.

Otherwise, today has been a lovely day. Peggy and I have been having the most wonderful fights, and I'm not even being sarcastic.

We've gotten so good at dropping into a comedic bit when we feel we're getting stressed. Or putting on our personas and letting them have it out. It's an AMAZING technique and I highly recommend it.

It's a lot harder to take an angry talking housecat or stampeding zebra seriously than an irritable aging bohemian. You Scritch their ears and get on with your life!

grouchy work stuff n.n 

Doing evals at work has been a wonderful influence. I have so many tactful ways now to say, "Gosh, you're really kind of shit at this. Get your act together."

lewd 

Screenshot from Rick and Morty, with Rick mercifully redacted.

I know, I know. But just look at them. I'd like to get to meet them someday. :9~~~~~

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