culture
Image description: Two panels. The first is a Batman sketch done by Amber, but is accompanied by the text "drawing out for you the same ol' microaggressions and straight-up harassment that has made up the majority of my internet adventures." Second panel: We see Amber now;
Journal (UnCat)
In addition to my favorite news feeds and the growing list of webcomics, I keep up with a lot of blogs. Remember when RSS was a lot more prominent? I still use that technology! And I'm still mad that Google killed GReader. As I caught up with my
Journal (UnCat)
I've forgotten how to write to you. I've rediscovered some of my favorite music tracks. Maybe I should rejoin Last.FM. I had the best birthday in a long time: Korean BBQ, which I have never had, and karaoke. I love food and I love eating
slice of life
Here's what I did: * went to work * ate at restaurants (rarely, certainly more than I used to) * hung out with friends (small gathering at home, or a slightly larger gathering in an outdoor setting) * wore a mask when going indoors anywhere (except at work; I don't
Journal (UnCat)
Note: Please be aware that I am doing a lot better now! This was just so... raw... that I felt compelled to post it here. So I realized an uncomfortable truth over the weekend, while we were off doing our own things-- and I did mine, and it was great;
slice of life
Do you ever think about The books you left behind? Every time you moved-- and then-- The very first move was an adventure to something greater. Our first real house, with a garage and and attic and my own room. The move after that, a grander adventure away from home.
throwback thursday
I wrote this sometime in 201X. Episode 35. She's sitting on the swing, not rocking much, and staring out into space. She had little idea what she was doing, and had been walking, wandering, for awhile. When her name is called she runs off. Today, because I'
slice of life
It has been a rough two years, and for me the world didn't even shut down. It moved on, and me with it. While others were able to stay home and bake bread, or walk their dogs, or just slow down to enjoy time with their families-- I
slice of life
My grandmother was dying when I penned this post. There is a lot of what my mother bitterly calls it, drama, concerning the surrounding circumstances. But most of it is not important; what matters at this moment is how she does not want any of this drama when the time
educational
Two weeks ago, I had to leave an online space. It was an oasis-in-a-desert type of online space. If you're in a marginalized group, you know exactly the space I am talking about: the kind where it's a safe haven, a group to
slice of life
And before you knew it, two seven months have passed by. I had no drafts or throwbacks to throw into the queue, so the silence lingered. A bit has happened since then: we've moved to a bigger and better house, I received my vaccination (edit: and booster!), I
slice of life
I was on vacation last week. Before, I made plans: to fix things around the house we've been putting off, to play video games, to talk to people, and to write. Before and during, I also focused on making my space feel more like "me." That
Raintree Ruckus
Was bitten by the Harriet the Spy writing journaling craze, hopped on the Internet, and never left.
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