Thank you!

They almost got me too! Like white ladies at the customer service desk with an expired coupon!

ASPR COVID-19 Testing NAVIGATION

Rumor has it that covidtests.gov is not going to exist much longer.

Go get yours right now.

Today's quest: vanquish the laundry, loot the groceries, cast "create feast" as a ritual, take a long rest.

Today's foes: brain fog, lymphatic nonsense, knees with opinions

Today's magic items and buffs: coffee, music, kitchen wheelie stool, lots of snark

Time to adventure.

Hey.
You have to *actively* practice joy.
Especially right now.
Go do a nice thing for you.
I don't care if you don't feel like it.
Joy is resistance.
Queer joy is liberation.
Go. Now. 💙

During the dress rehearsal of this administration (aka his first term), I promised myself I would stop reading sci-fi & fantasy written by cis straight white men. Now that we're living in an apocalypse, I find myself far better prepared and adjusted than I realized I would.

Thanks, Octavia Butler.

if you're sharing that CIA manual go read Riot Medicine too you fucken nerds

riotmedicine.net

I am having Big Feelings (of the Potentially Unpopular Opinion variety) about Bishop Budde holding a service for Matthew Shepard, and I am struggling with finding the words to talk about it.

My dear internet friends, I say today, we do some reading. And may I humbly suggest a little history? Perhaps the CIA's declassified 1944 "Simple Sabotage Field Manual"? You can find it on their website!

Enjoy!

Not until after the bird flu "removes" enough of the population so that welfare and social security doesn't need as large of a budget. 🙄

I think I'm entering my elder queer era.

I'm okay with that.

My darlings, they always felt like this. They always looked at us like this. They always wanted to treat us like this. Now they're just doing it out loud.

Stay here with me. We'll make it together. Do it for us, not them.

"the rigged the election so I could be president"

www.c-span.org/clip/public-...

With Monday looming over all of my queer spaces, I am shocked at how many people are prioritizing their personal grief over our collective survival.

If we're going to get through this, we need to evolve. We need to organize. And we need to relearn how to be a community in more than just June.

Media and digital literacy are key to disrupting disinformation.

--clapping back/arguing just helps to amplify bad faith accounts & false material

--don't share "funny" disinfo to dunk on it; some will still believe it

--BLOCK, REPORT, and tell others to do same *without* sharing disinfo content

@vermidian.bsky.social o hai! 💙

I was introduced to this model regarding COVID precautions thanks to @poopraven.bsky.social and mentioned it in a talk yesterday. Honestly, this version may be going in the next version of the talk.

Dunkin makes packets for instant cold brew. They were an absolute life saver for me while traveling, as did the dry coconut coffee creamer, and the sugar packets that all went into a ziploc in my edc and were deployed whenever I had a spare water bottle.

Catharsis feels good, but does not fix you; your fellow players are not trained mental health professionals working with you; constantly seeking that release through rp is a form of self-harm that others do not consent to participate in. Go to therapy.

I have deleted eight posts about the fire in California- specifically the Pacific Palisades one. Woooooooooooooof.

Another glorious morning. It doesn't make me sick, my meatsuit was busted long before this am. But it certainly doesn't help.

IIRC, aren't you also time travelling to get there? You have the advantage of est on your side!

Comorbidity is hard. I finally slept for a decent night's worth and my body is so mad at me. Gonna be gentle with my bones today. Oof.

OH NO. Hang on, I know a guy.

Banjos and rocking chairs on my porch whenever you want, my dude.

There's, like, eight of those, my dude. 😆💙

Back in my day, if we wanted to log into social media, we had to walk to MySpace! Barefoot, in the snow, both ways, on a 56k modem! And that's only if no one was trying to call the house!

Blocking people I don't know feels nice. If this is the beginning of my cantankerous queer elder years, I'm going to have a delightful time.

Back in the very early days of Twitter, I took the character limit as a challenge and just tweeted everything in a haiku.