Obligatory inaugural video post. My cat AmΓ©lie is a fearsome predator.
Obligatory inaugural video post. My cat AmΓ©lie is a fearsome predator.
I'm 10 months post "oh fuck I'm like actually dying rn huh" and I participated in a 3.5 mile race this week (walking, but I wouldn't have been able to do that a year ago). Really proud of myself for turning things around and also finding I don't hate being alive all that much anymore.
wtf that's not even bob, you sicko
I think it may be time to acknowledge that Bob - a seagull I named at the park as a child - is dead.
Four large unupholstered fiberglass acoustic panels with wood frames and eleven empty frames - sitting on the basement floor and leaning against the wall
One large finished panel, upholstered in grey fabric and leaning against a work bench
Finished panel hanging on the wall behind a speaker
I've been working on building acoustic panels for my home studio and the first one is done! Only 14 more to upholster...
The feminine urge to set the location on all my PTO notices at work to "Jones Barbecue & Foot Massage."
A white turning lane arrow in the road pointing straight at a roadside drain
Okay, who let Pennywise paint the road markers?
Freshly built workbench with a main surface, lower shelf, and upper shelf. There's a vise mounted on the left, a peg board backing, and light under the top shelf. Various tools are scattered around.
Just call me Bob the Builder*
*my name is not Bob pls don't call me Bob
Benefits of home ownership include having shelter from the elements and being able to play fun little games like "where the fuck are these bees coming from?"
the enshittification of emily rose
Screenshot of a blog post on the site Trash Walking on January 23rd 2023. The writer says that it was cold but didn't snow, that they didn't find any roadkill, but they did find twenty six cents.
Happy one year anniversary to this blogger finding no roadkill, but starting the week out nicely with twenty-six cents.
I got too used to not paying co-pays on meds last year after my hospitalization (because I hit my insurance's out of pocket max pretty much the second I entered the ICU) and *ouch*.
I did the unthinkable and actually cleaned out my spare cable box and got rid of the things I don't need. I give it two weeks after moving into the new house before I find myself saying, "Damn. If only I had an IDE ribbon cable."
It occurs to me I never made an intro post here.
A few pages with large novice calligraphy. Mostly nonsense phrases such as "nipple hippo yeah" and "i am the apple penis."
Clearing out my office closet for the move next month and found these gems from the two weeks I got hyper-focused on learning calligraphy a couple years ago. I'm very mature.
In observation of boxing day, we bought the cats a new litter box.
thinking about the time I accidentally called my partner a sexual predator in an attempt to compliment them
my year in milestones
promotion (yay)
almost died (boo)
buying a house (stressful yay (in progress))