Come June though, oof, watch out, hide your girlfriends.

I've been recovering from one kind of surgery or another for like four and half months straight and I'm losing my miiiind. I want to sit in a cafe and write! I want to have the energy to finish my album! Play a show! I want to SMOOCH!

Donate to Pomegranate's Bottom Surgery Recovery!, organized by Pomegranate Margulis Hi! I'm Pomegranate (Meg for short), and I'm so blessed to have my bottom … Pomegranate Margulis needs your support for Pomegranate's Bottom Surgery Recovery!

Hey loves! They're turning my shit inside out next month (aaaAAAAA) and I'm gonna need a little help — it would mean sooo much if you could support and share my fundraiser to help this fruity little doll afford supplies and food and rent while in recovery and unable to work 💕

gofund.me/e6521596f 🏳️‍⚧️

Aw, gosh, thank you so much ❤️. Yeah, he was special. He was one of the happiest little guys I've ever known, just so thrilled to be here all the time. The best to ever do it.

Grumpy’s loss has been devastating. He was such a font of warmth and joy. I felt like I could all but talk to him. I’ve been fond of a lot of cats, but he’s the first who was just…my friend. I miss him terribly, all the time.

This is such a weird post but I’ve wanted to post about both of these and was like, do I post about one and then wait to do the other, or thread them together somehow? It all felt weird and mannered, so here we are.

A trans woman in a hospital bed, smiling, having just gotten out of vaginoplasty surgery.

A woman kisses a tabby cat’s forehead.

I had bottom surgery last month, and then four days after I got home my darling little boy Grumpy passed away from cancer (also somewhere in the middle there we found out my wife’s ex “inadvertently” stole $7k from us over the a few months). Just holding onto my dilation schedule for dear life.

I’m so sorry Katelyn. I just lost my sweet boy Grumpy a few weeks ago. It’s devastating.

First 30 minutes or so builds this thorny and interesting confrontation, and then the movie almost immediately gets bewitched by its stupidest threads and ditches all of that in pursuit of something very dorm-room.

Oh damn I kinda hated Bugonia.

“Cope, seethe, dilate” is actually a just a helpful reminder.

Thank you!

Like their interviewers are asking them in soothing tones questions like “so how does this opera compare to this other opera you did last year” and they are *flailing*.

Watching a bunch of old Met Opera streams while recovering from surgery. They interview the singers between acts, and it's weirdly like watching interviews with athletes in their (almost) uniform inability to account for what they’re doing or articulate anything insightful about it

Sometimes I feel nostalgic for life in 2018 or so, and then I’ll remember specifically thinking one random night back then, “I bet someday I’ll be nostalgic for this time in my life, and I’ll be a stupid bitch because this sucks and I’m miserable.”

A woman sits on the kitchen floor, petting a cat on a stool in front of her.

A row of apartment buildings in Crown Heights

A tabby cat looks into the camera.

A church on Nostrand Ave in Brooklyn.

Still pretty happy with the Ilford for B&W though.

A snow-covered path in Prospect Park, the tree branches full of snow. A couple of people taking pictures on their phones in the middle ground.

The Prospect Park boathouse, the pond frozen and covered in snow.

A path through Prospect Park at twilight lit by park lamps.

A woodsy part of Prospect Park in the snow, a stone bridge in the background.

Think this is my last roll of Fujicolor for a bit, wished at times I had a more neutral (or at least a less green) film for this post-snow day at Prospect Park. Still pretty happy with how these came out.

I think it’s really funny, and characteristic of this site’s particular brand of malevolent online psychosis, that this person is a Zionist.

(Kind of for real though, I’ve been so driven by an anxious, borderline neurotic scatterbrained generalism for much of my life and it’s prevented me from actually *doing* much for all my running around.)

Need to develop monomania stat.

(Forgive me, I've been operapilled again this week.)

I'm just a normal girl in that Siegfried does nothing for me until Götterdämmerung when he's on his knees, devastated as he remembers the wife he was made to forget and betray, singing the bird's song that first led him to her before being killed and setting off the end of the world.

Siegfried is the weakest of the Ring Cycle because its focus is on the one person in the cycle who is not actively suicidal (its best scene is the one where Wotan is ideating).

A dense part of Prospect Park after a blizzard, tree branches full of snow, while a lone figure walks down a cleared path.

The Prospect Park Boathouse, its lake frozen and covered with snow after a blizzard.

A road through Prospect Park after a blizzard.

Prospect Park was so stunning today. I shot a roll of film too I’m eager to get developed, but even iPhone pictures capture some of it.

It's been a long time since I've read it, so I can't say how well it holds up, but if people still read, I feel like Galatea 2.2 would be having a real moment right now.

Do NOT bifurcate your torso, revealing a horrible legged Pac-Man which devours your lingering head. DO have terrible posture.

MAGA is now essentially a content creation service, producing snuff films of libs/lefties and minorities being brutalized and murdered for the titillation of degenerates to watch while licking their pig lips on the couch they’ll someday die in and remain undiscovered for weeks.

Trans woman takes a selfie in a full length mirror wearing a Dôen floral dress.

I did a lot of fashion rabbit holing and online thrifting while I was cooped and stir crazy in recovery and now I’m fiiiiinally able to wear it all out.

Companies often attempt to create demand to meet their products rather than the other way around, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like how unrelentingly AI companies (and those who blindly over-invested in them) are trying to grind down a square hole to fit their circle.

I’m about six weeks out, so still really early with quite a lot of swelling, but I’m finally starting to see my some of my FFS results ✨