monkeys:
posted 2026-02-10 19:54:00
For the first time in probably my entire life, I'm bored. Wish I knew what to do about that. I mean, I'm doing stuff, I'm getting out there, I'm socializing. But the social anxiety demon that lives in the back of my head hasn't left (been waiting impatiently for about 39 years, but I guess I'm a fantastic landlord) & sometimes I'm just tired of existing. Not in THAT way, but I'd like it if I weren't tired all the time. Also, I hate this weather. This cold has aged my face big time. & I'm too lazy to keep up with skincare.
beautifulagony:
posted 2026-02-08 02:25:52
Went to a benefit punk show for CS fam. Saw CS with his new girl.
CS was spineless. He ignored me and Dom.
Dom and I talked and we are in a better place right now.
Missing Ziggy. Still looking for dates.
A Better M.E.:
posted 2026-02-07 12:42:28
No white girls in 2026 is off to a horrendous start.
caterpillar:
posted 2026-02-05 18:51:28
four years married and wondering about leaving. i have tried really, really hard to help them and make the relationship work, draining my own health. i'm trying to recover from that, trying to refill, but it's very hard while still in the relationship. i'm very tired.
Wonko The Sane: I look forward to every morning..
posted 2026-01-28 21:05:46
Grab the small pan from under the range, place it on the back burner.
Fan on, gas on, tick tick tick tick tick FOOOOMP.. and the small blue flame begins to warm.
A splash of avocado oil into the pan, grab the onion and take a thick slice, chop in to small pieces, not diced, large enough to retain a bit of crunch and texture. Into the pan.
Large handful of baby spinach, it looks like it might not fit in the pan, but not to fear, it will shrink dramatically. Wait until the onions have just started to become the tiniest bit transparent, and into the pan they go.
Three eggs, a couple tablespoons of cream, a couple twists of pink hemilayan salt from the grinder, and beat with fork. When I say beat, you have to really give'er, no long stringy bits, fully emulsified. Wait until the spinach has shrunken to the final state, but do NOT wait until anything turns brown. Onions soft but not devoid of texture. Into the pan go the eggs.
Quick action is important here, the heat built up in the pan can overcook the eggs resulting in browning, CHEWEYNESS. No. After 15 seconds begin gently . I won't say scrambling, I'll say folding the bottom to the top, the top to the bottom.
Wash my mixing bowl, fold. Pour my coffee, fold.
It only takes a few minutes, and voila! Perfectly light and fluffy eggs. They're still too hot, just enough time to grab the Cholula Verde and apply a generous drizzle, it has a strong note of vinegar which reaches its acrid fingers up your nostrils to build the anticipation of the breakfast to come.
Coffee, eggs, to the chess board. Sit down and engage wits with Muhumman-Marwan, ulga23, or whomever the internet brings to my table this morning.
.. and that moment.. E4 with a side of Ruy Lopez if my opponent obliges. The brothers prefer G6 with the king's indian, or D5 with the slav..
I'll usually have long enough to complete that game before the sound of little feet interrupt, draw my attention, and bring the blunders.. then the eggs are gone, the coffee needs a refill, and the rest of the day begins.
Madi: FUCK ICE
posted 2026-01-12 15:26:11
Living through hell in mpls right now. ICE fuckheads everywhere. I feel so helpless. I don’t know what to do, and I feel guilty for not doing enough. Activists and protesters are being abducted, assaulted, murdered (justice for Renee Good). These traitors and cowards have “absolute immunity” to be as cruel and harmful as they want. We have no protection, no justice. We are living through the darkest days of American history, the crash and burn of our very democracy. And everything just keeps getting worse by the day, hour, even minute. Fuck ICE, fuck the fascists who sent them here, and fuck anyone who supports this.
HowToHuman: Safe Word?
posted 2025-12-31 15:11:34
There comes a point, where I recognize the moment. I stop. I acknowledge it. Its getting out of control. It's become tit-for-tat. This is escalating. Time to slow down.
Nope. Just wide eyed, detached. The hard unsettling stare. Another jab at me.
Why am I the only one taking responsibility?
Pause,Recognize, change course. Space. Regulate.
The silence can be deafening, it's not peace. It's never repair. Like nothing ever happened at all.
I feel sick.
I feel so lost.
Maybe I need to ask for help.
s n a p s:
posted 2025-12-15 11:02:18
I think the best part of the Diddy doc is learning one of the gangs had Mansfield in their name because that’s the name of my hometown and if my ass had known that back then it would have blown my mind. Diddys a corny dancer and I think he killed Kim Porter and I wish they’d gone more into his Usher/ Bieber exploitation a bit more but i probably just need to stop reading the pop culture subreddit. I had Portner and their kids in first class many years ago and they were polite kids but she just looked tired and sad.
It’s very cold and my Nordic heritage is loving it. A brisk walk in the snow is refreshing. Yesterday I took the two kids to a local sledding hill and laughed watching them tumble over and over. All us overbearing parents standing in the cold watching our offspring sled down a 10 foot slope made me wish I lived in a community and place where my kids could just go to a sledding hill solo. But then my anxious ass pictures worst case scenarios and I end up looking up the closest urgent care centers “just in case”.
My work is good and nights are good but I hate it when the oncoming nurse makes me feel like an idiot. Because I am mostly an idiot. And that bad taste stays with me for days afterwards.
ApeOfTruth: Hatelife discovered
posted 2025-12-13 09:49:52
I found this site from a weird instagram ARG that popped out of nowhere on my feed, and now I'm here. I'm going to figure it out.
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Epigenetic:
posted 2025-12-02 21:31:48
Changing jobs, new one is private care, five days a week, 9-5, stable, so I can try and go back to NP school.
Per the pulmonologist, the lumps in my lungs are benign / calcifications surrounding old sites of infection. He asked if i'd ever spent much time in the Ohio river valley, evidently the soil dust around there contains a lot of potential gnarly lung pathogens? and yes, did some barn breaking, my grandmother's family is from there. Yes, it's possible i picked something up working in that field that weekend, 15 years ago.
Not sure how i'll like private care, its very 1:1, feels kind of unambitious compared to other things, but i keep getting called out for making people feel bad in my regular job- HCA is very into customer service, and i'm not a chipper enough lil beaver.
Very much not, all the lingering colds drain my energy.
I made candied ginger today! the discount supermarket had a bunch on sale, like 2lbs for 2$, so i candied it- not sure how it'll turn out yet, but i poured off some of the sugar syrup i'd been kinda boiling it in and made mint tea with it and now that'll cure what ails ya.