You’ve Been Catfooded!

Did I ever mention that my Partner and I are weird people? Like "gallows humor" and "eat anything on the planet at least once" weird? Or that we're advocates for social justice? If not, you have officially been warned. I may have mentioned before about how my kitty has PTSD from being abused, starved and … Continue reading You’ve Been Catfooded!

Messages in a Bottle #10: Random Acts of Baked Goods Generation

It's that time of year again: end of year reviews at work! As my trusty Passion Planner reminds me, this year has mostly been a trash fire. Also, I'm only "self-reflecting" upon nine months of work, because I spent three months on leave. Yet, I did fill out the monthly reflections for those three months … Continue reading Messages in a Bottle #10: Random Acts of Baked Goods Generation

The Trolley Persecutor

CW: keeping secrets about child abuse, descriptions of child abuse, discussions of death and systemic abuse, swearing, and standard "never go to the 9th Circle of Hell" trauma. I've said before that I'm open to being challenged on even very sensitive topics on this blog, as long as basic trust and safety is maintained. One … Continue reading The Trolley Persecutor

Messages in a Bottle #9: The Archivist

This CW is so important it should be in neon flashing lights. This is a serious post. Serious like: mentions of 9th Circle of Hell current systemic abuse, mentions of the same kind of systemic abuse on another blog, and mentions of past suicidal feelings and coercive control. I really meant it when I said … Continue reading Messages in a Bottle #9: The Archivist

Procrasti-Not-Us

Did you know that the term procrastination comes almost directly from the Latin procrastinatus? This is relevant because I have a new blog page on my main site that does not have a Latin title. This pains my Partner deeply. I think it pains my Partner almost as much as typing pains the hands of … Continue reading Procrasti-Not-Us

Tools of the Trade Show

CW: Panic attacks in progress and the reasons for them. So, this is not the type of post I normally write. I'm not even sure it qualifies as a true post. If this were Facebook, I'd be vaguebooking to the point of parody. However, I will explain more later, when I feel able to and … Continue reading Tools of the Trade Show

Blog Awards Series #5: B is for Blog Awards

I am not saying "B is for Bedbugs," because supposedly things are "happening" with that. The home is hiring a new exterminator to come tomorrow and - again supposedly - is going to deal with the code violations that resulted in the scary green notice. I'm not sure how much faith I have in either … Continue reading Blog Awards Series #5: B is for Blog Awards

Blog Awards Series #4: Mamas, Don’t Let Your Blogs Grow Up to Be About Cowboys

Anyone who ever thinks that the ADHD brain can be turned off has never had to deal with one while blind for a week. The days of wearing an eye mask on doctor's orders did help me get more sleep than normal. It's logical to fall asleep when it's dark all the time anyway, but … Continue reading Blog Awards Series #4: Mamas, Don’t Let Your Blogs Grow Up to Be About Cowboys

Blog Awards Series #3/Messages in a Bottle #7.1: 525,600 Moments of Blog Awards

Today's Questions are courtesy of Ease the Ride. They are both the hardest questions and the easiest questions to answer of all the blog awards, because there are really only three of them, and I had previously written a blogiversary post that, in theory, should have answered all of them. It was the post I … Continue reading Blog Awards Series #3/Messages in a Bottle #7.1: 525,600 Moments of Blog Awards

Blog Awards Series #2: Veteran of the Blog Awards

Back in college, I was an RPG gamer. I didn't actually start with D&D, though. I started with a few more "freeform" type systems where I could create my character with all sorts of attributes that don't fit into the standard D&D class system. I'll be honest, D&D felt kind of limited after having freeform … Continue reading Blog Awards Series #2: Veteran of the Blog Awards