Oh, it's Blaugust. I have been, "going through it," as the kids say, so I have withdrawn and haven't been much Outward lately (but oh boy, there were still signs).
That Serious Post So, as promised, a non-humorous rundown on how I realized I was polyamorous. As usual, it has grown and morphed into not-quite-that, but I'm getting ahead of myself. First off, let's get that over with. Shut up and get that out of your system, please. History
Hardcovers My eReader is actually not within arm's reach today. For Pride month, for Queer Black Liberation month, for Juneteenth, I looked to my stack of hardcover/physical books that had been slowly growing for the past six months. I was either gifted them or found in the myriad
Letting Another Thing Go. It just dawned on me that I may be doing too much. Between community work x2, a webring, this blog, portfolio, little projects just to tinker with, classes I should be taking, the day job, the socializing/connecting with people, the dating, the required downtime, the vtubing I haven'