Empress of Mars: Undisputed @zebratron2084@awoo.space

*accidentally spills coffee on arm and rages briefly before sucking it out of own fur* WHY IS MY COFFEE STRIPEY? YOU KNOW I DON'T LIKE MY COFFEE STRIPEY! HNNNNGGGGHH! *buries muzzle*

*DING!* ☕2️⃣

#ApologiesToEricKaplan

Oh, wait. I don't NEED your food. I have <s>Oh Hungee</s> a quart of cold brew! *fangy, twitchy, slightly blurry grin*

*coffee cup labeled "1" slides across chyron and goes DING* COFFEE TIME!

#At100IGetSuperpowers
#DeathIsASuperpowerRight

That last toot reminds me-- you know what else would cheer me up? To FINALLY get that Robotron 2084 Prog/Brain-slash commission I've been wanting for over a decade.

I have commissioned no less than FOUR different artists, talented ones, to do this pic and they've all given up. I don't blame them, people understandably flake out a LOT on my bizarro character designs, but... Dammit, I want this.

I'll put forth the money (I can go up to $40?) but an artist rec would be so groovy

Oh, and @acetone_kitten and @green -- what would you like to do about our postponed get-together? We'd talked about Monday (i.e. tomorrow)-- I am definitely well enough to do that, especially if we're still meeting down here in the UD, but I'm flexible!

Still got some remaining jibblies from that dream last night and a host of remaining interpersonal worries, but you know... I'm pretty good. Have binged nearly the entire series of Amazing Adventures of Gumball, and cleaned up almost all traces of the barbaric lifestyle I was living while I Peg was gone. XD

Now I'm sitting here debating whether to wait on the chili in the slow cooker, or go out and reward myself for all this hard work with a burger from the Ave.

As a matter of fact, let's just come right out and admit it:

Rawr.

@anthracite (In case you were curious, it's my signature Santa Fe white chili with chicken, tomatillos, Hatch chiles, and garlic. I'd share, but in the immortal words of Alice Trillin, "There isn't much, you know." >_< )

Surely fullness and gluttony shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the YMCA's weight room forever, lest @anthracite gobble me up when you're not looking.

Hestia is my co-pilot; I shall not starve.

She maketh me to shop at TJ's: she leadeth me beside the slow cooker.

She restoreth my stomach: she leadeth me in the paths of foodcrime for her name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of sodium, I will fear no infarction: for thou art with me; thy spoon and thy fork, they comfort me.

Thou preparest a plate before me in an apartment devoid of confusing friends: thou anointest my pork with oil; my cooker steameth over.

Was back in college... yet again. Was having housing issues... yet again. Accidentally pulled some girl's hair while trying to find the stairs to my tiny new room, and when I went back to apologize she was amazed.

Apparently I had gotten a reputation around school as a complete unlovable asshole and had never known it. I wish I'd woken up right then and there, but I had plenty of time to slouch around campus kicking myself and wondering how the hell to reset my life.

Dammit.

Did one of you jokers mess with the entropy settings? Things are feeling distinctly more samey and futile than usual this morning. :p

I TOLD you kids to leave those universe controls alone! They're not a toy! Your mom and I work hard to keep Planck's constant at 6.626176 x 10^-34 joule-seconds and provide you a stable milieu for atomic nuclei. -__-

I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed. I was really hoping to transfer a lot of heat from one place to another today.

#moodsnapshot https://awoo.space/media/Bp_Q9WwSFwLZ9GlFh9o

If you do feel the urge to help, a good friendly low-controversy intellectual discussion to chew on, preferably on a non-hot-button topic as unrelated to my interpersonal relations as possible, would be pretty awesome. But this is Masto, and *my* friends, so if I miss one I'm sure another one is scheduled in ten minutes. <3

Mired a bit in self-inflicted guilt, impostor syndrome. and total social-parser failure again. On the other hand, I'm responding to it pretty healthily, just throwing myself into mucking out the apartment for Peg's return. Aside from fretting about things I'd probably just break worse if I touched, I'm good.

Not particularly bothered by being alone, and frankly kinda glad for the opportunity to excavate six years' worth of @anthracite's expired honey. XD

drink cough syrup and watch https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YCeQLeQiRP4&list=RDjdRCNM2k42o&index=6 at 0.5 speed on repeat play

prizes* will be awarded

also you should probably not actually do the cough syrup part

or the part where you watch the video

#moodsnapshot https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=69tFcgdsVCE (actually I don't understand the lyrics in the faintest and am probably better off not knowing n.n;; )

A Tale of Two Skinners is a fine episode and the continuity hounds got exactly what they had coming to them.

I've been trying for so long to put this point of frustration into words. (Uh, I think you can guess which commenter I am. O:) ) This is a fine example why I'm not QUITE what you'd call a centrist, even if I might look like one from a distance...

https://awoo.space/media/8YMGOtZfei5b4FzgCK8

"I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.'” -- Kurt Vonnegut

I swear we're gonna be okay, folks. We've come a long way to get here and we'll get to go a lot further. <3

(decryption key at http://wiki.killuglyradio.com/wiki/Suzy_Creamcheese )