Empress of Mars: Undisputed @zebratron2084@awoo.space

How I envy this Freckles.

https://katraccoon.com/comics/behind-the-gifs/fox-be-trippin%E2%80%99

Katraccoon is the last pure thing on this sullied, decaying, hateful ball of entropic chattering biomass.

https://katraccoon.com/comics/behind-the-gifs/needs

https://i.imgur.com/m1oCWGg.jpg

#moodsnapshot

Portland has been a darling little microcosm of everything good and bad in my life, the best of which being that Crazy Goddamn Dragon.

We did NOTHING except for go to Powell's, eat, and sleep. I didn't even make it out to the food trucks (which mostly turned out to be fare I could have in Seattle anyhow, seated, in a place with a roof). It was awesome. :D

I also did a lot of thinking, good and bad, about what awaits me in Seattle. Everything still feels really... entropic right now.

Sink
Mornington Crescent
Go Johnny Go Go Go Go
The Show! Stupid Home Edition
Cripple Mr. Onion

It's okay. I'll be fine. I am across the street from food truck elysium. I have the means, money, and will to convert calories into a renewed sense of belonging and personal fulfillment. :p

I should never have read Birdsite, or this site, this morning. Just one more reminder of why I don't believe there's any such thing as a safe space.

How do you ask for a content warning on the very thing people came somewhere to discuss? It's fascinating to consider what you're allowed to ask people not to dwell on in front of you, because it's exceptionally painful for you, and what you're not.

I am currently in a strange and disgustingly cute B&B room in Portland and I'm very pleased about this.

The only part of this trip I am not pleased with so far is the massive strip of tasty-looking food carts across from this place, which will surely be the place of my demise.

@egypturnash please note for Parallax translation efforts. O:)

https://twitter.com/RosewattaStone

Can I just change my name to "Three Cats, Pony, and Trashpanda, LLC?" It probably better reflects what's actually going on in here, and why people who expect me to act like a sensible consistent human being are likely to be disappointed. You see how far YOU get when everything's gotta be done by committee.

Cripes, the trashpanda's the only one whose paws can even work the levers. :|

Angst update:

I'm basically okay, I'm just WAY off balance due to an impending work deadline and some emotional stuff that got knocked out of alignment.

Things are improving in general for me. I just ran into a bunch of stuff onlinr this morning that reminded me of the past, while my defenses were really low.

Also politics. I don't think I even need to explain that one. >_>;;

I'm nothing but a big blob of toxin in the spiritual food chain of postfurry this morning, that last tuna you eat before the heavy metals finally erode the last of your sanity.

I've just absorbed too much of it from the environment (read: "angry, depressing screeds from all colors of the ideological spectrum") today. All I'm gonna do is pass it on to others or mouth off.

Think I'm just gonna go seal myself off again until the spiritual equivalent of the EPA gets here with the backhoes.

https://awoo.space/media/z3oxcKLK_5XakoCpNmo https://awoo.space/media/hMVHX4diSibwy3KWYmY

#moodsnapshot

It's going to be a wonderful day.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J1c2KzJbcGA

There's nowhere for them to poop. Do they just go over the side? We already know from the goblin NPC that'll go straight into the Gungeon.

No wonder Hunter's corgi is so distractible in there.

#moodsnapshot

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3FJ8x6wnZy8

There's no particular drama behind this one. I just really like this song, and it feels like the right kind of moody for an otherwise cheerful morning in strange times.

<voice mode = "rich_fulcher">
choppity choppity choppity choppity choppity choppity choppity choppity choppity choppity choppity choppity choppity choppity choppity
</voice>

#monthlycheckpoints #snuffbox #funeralbells #outsourcing #economiccomplicity #authority #mixedfeelings #ennui

You know what I'd love to see?

A huge liberal Feast of Atonement ritual. We all make a pact that the day Trump gets out of office, everyone who HATED him will get together with their friends for a celebration. Old grievances will be buried, old stress will be forgiven, and we all pretend we didn't do the things we did to each other when it felt like the world was going to end.