Empress of Mars: Undisputed @zebratron2084@awoo.space

#moodsnapshot:

currently singing barbara streisand's "people who need people" with every word replaced with a variant of "butt satchel."

clearly there is some factor that is not available to my brain in ohio and it ran out completely sometime within the last hour, making hard for brain still to smart good -_-

wanna go home

I go to bed tonight deeply disappointed in humanity, but about $250 richer.

The two are fortunately unrelated. :>

Somehow I envisioned that entire rant as if you were a Wes Anderson character, sitting at a table with your hands folded sincerely, in an elegant bed and breakfast entirely appointed in bright orange, with a caption reading "SUPERIOR TO VORE" under you in a quirky but tasteful sans serif font.

With a scarf. A very very pastel scarf.

but ha ha no seriously kinkshaming will get my 25+ years of trollbaiting skills dumped straight on your pointy little head if i'm not in a merciful mood

bitch, these hooves are more than just repositories for glitter and enamel

the scooby gang : disgruntled former amusement park proprietors in werewolf ghost pirate masks :: millennial kids getting tizzied over vore jokes then joking about it all fucking day long : me

or at least that's my ambition for '18, got B-list celebrity guest stars picked out and everything

"You have gained a CANNABIS WITHDRAWAL condition!"

*clicks on tooltip, opens rulebook*

EFFECTS:
+2 INT; +2 CON; -2 WIS; -4 CHA

+100% to Hypno resist
-75% to Stress resist
-25% to Insanity resist

all Dream/Nightmare penalties removed
cancels "Coughing Fit (II)" condition
cancels "Sinusitis (XVIII)" condition

unable to use Patience skills
unable to use Dimensional Travel
2x Fatigue recharge
no MP recharge

adds Personality Flaw: Colossal Pain In The Ass

Now, @anthracite​ was, of course, entirely Gracious about canceling the hold, and I finally at least got a straight answer from the doctor's office. ("No.") And I confirmed I have one more round of pill refills left before I have to worry about it, so I have a month to work the insurance out.

I might hit people up soon for physician recs, but right now I'm just gazing vacantly at my empty drawer of metaphorical spoons, and waiting for my stomach to settle from all the stress.

ONE MORE DAY STUCK IN OHIO. I leave Friday.

Just in time. I adore my parents and they are so kind to me, but my mom and I start to get a bit... Italian at each other if we're cooped up for more than a week, especially if there's any stress whatsoever.

And I've been going crazy today sorting out my insurance in the wake of my PCP retiring-- and taking my special under-the-table Medicaid deal with him... the same week Peg impulsively decided to hold all our mail. :O

It's just as bad as Venkman predicted.

#masshysteria

https://awoo.space/media/5GeZse-SsZSKOQLe30Y

also i think it's much funnier if anubis is played absolutely straight in every other way, noble and unswerving (literally, it's a damn car race) and utterly terrifying in his motorist gloves and helmet -- but once every 5 or 6 episodes he snickers at something and out comes muttley

(this is also partially inspired by Syfy's "Blood Drive" which is not good necessarily but is far far more entertaining than a basic cable series that's a homage to grindhouse films had ANY right to be)

wacky races but every team represents a religious pantheon

they race across an impossible phantasmagoric landscape at the behest of a sinister prime mover

grand prize is the contract for soul harvest (and implicitly, objective reality in human world) for all time

played part for laughs, part as profound metaphysics inspired by ws burroughs' stories about egyptian souls

anubis has a muttley laugh

jesus strangely resembles burt reynolds; john the b just like dom deluise

Okay. Holy fuck. Looks like my faith in the guy was TOTALLY misplaced...

http://blog.cleveland.com/metro/2010/01/former_medina_county_public_de.html

Jesus H. Christ in a chicken basket. I take back everything good I ever said about you, you hypocritical piece of shit. I just feel REALLY sorry for your ex-wife and daughter.

Shiiiiiiit.

Heh. Main takeaways are "good riddance" and "oh, nvm, guess it wasn't your heart, just your lack thereof."

Goodbye, Sean, you pompous well-meaning old tory son of a bitch. You were an instrumental part of my maturing process, even if only as a negative example, and I'm almost sorry I never learned to tie a tie properly like you so desperately wanted for me. :)

Also, I'm a little frosted about this one because he was one of those aristocratic old sons of bitches who was prime "Never Trump" material and might have been at least been a useful idiot, the sort Joseph Heller referred to so insightfully as "smart but dopey."

He had a wife and daughter, too. Triggers the fuck out of my one and only fear of death, which is leaving the people I care about in the lurch. :|

He was a pretty big guy, and by that I mean fat. Time to start exercising.

Huh.

Some random right-wing idiot on Reddit reminded me of one of the right-wing idiots in my (extremely geeky, politically diverse) college fraternity. And I wondered what had become of him. So I looked up his name and our alma mater.

He's dead. Guess that answers my question. My current age, 42, back in 2010. No cause listed.

I honestly don't know how to feel about this. He was awfully patronizing to me, but he was still my brother in a sense and I know he *tried* to be kind.

I like the way this woman and her therapist think: https://awoo.space/media/DJJ1Cpbt8_2Nshuf1x4

It's like, okay, I get inert and listless for long periods of time. And there are probably more things I could have done by now to correct it. But something is undoubtedly also neurohormonally fucked with me... and if it's a "character flaw," how come it goes away with a couple cups of coffee and totally reverses on adderall?! -_-

also seriously we should get a round of friends-only armello going sometime, and i swear i'm not saying that because of any unusual skill or success with griotte whatsoever

*hides cleaver between her cleavage and gives you a red-stained bucktoothed smile*

(cosmos: "oh all right then should we set it on Expert for you? new year+?"

me: "nope nope nope nope nope nope" *goes frantically searching for strategy guides*)