freshly showered, jewelry removed, overnight bag packed as a talisman to help me come home tonight: pre-op checklist has been checked. Mr Snuggins has been watered and cuddled. nothing left but the ordeal now, please send “get all the evil out” good luck thoughts in accordance with your beliefs 💖

sympathy fave

‘night kids, let’s hope for good sleep, tomorrow’s a big day for me

hope you’re on the mend and getting a lot of good attention while you’re at it!

wow, glad we didn’t bother having the kid apply there. it’s bad enough to have to wait beyond 19 to try for surgery here; mcgill is truly making the worst choice

wondering how that compares with my med school spouse reassembling an actual human skeleton made of haunted bones on our dining room table

i was not very excited except with worry that i was going to destroy someone’s toe bones by accident

in the spirit of 4/20 i just ate fluffernutter open faced graham cracker sandwiches, look at me i’m assimilated

looking forward to reports of pteranodon screeches

don’t tell IG or else your whole feed will be for those sleeves that are like UPF50 and impermeable to thorns

sure does, been watching that happening in my yard all week

going to be a huge crop of eastern cottontails this year

as big as lions are, the bison should still be proportionally larger by like 15% though

Mr Snuggins, most beloved bearded dragon, is sitting atop a small white box in his enclosure. he is so close to the camera that there is a lens effect. his left hind leg is fully extended forward in the ballerina/razzle dazzle position

experiencing a Leg Situation

thank you for this. it highlights how everyone at the hospital breast center i’ve visited too much lately really needs to mask up—i always do, but cannot during my upcoming surgery. if i catch it in the recovery room i will lose my mind

the photography is amazeballs BUT the “dude. no way.” took me out bc an astronaut should probably expect earthset? like,,,WAY

beats me since the only way i’ve been infected x3 is my husband, but i’m planning to mask outside the home for the foreseeable future anyway

someone better go build a timey-wimey machine and make this

absolutely, completely blanking on Things I Should Do tomorrow, the day before surgery

me, bringing my own scalpel to surgery

somewhere in my parents’ attic is a box with a tsongas sign and a shirt that says “make herstory” on it, i kid you not

don’t look at me, i voted for tsongas in the primary

it’s 1992 again?

organisms can’t be perfect! our scars tell our stories! our leaf burn reveals our innermost desires,,,

a million years ago (her acting heyday) she was very friendly and normal with an aunt of mine as they met and hung out on vacation in the riviera. just a young woman chilling with a golden girl. i wonder what sliding doors moment could have kept goop on this level instead of wherever tf she’s gone

president obama holding babies is a whole genre of photos that does not disappoint

okay, i’m putting that firmly in the “con” column of “tattooing something in my soon-to-be newly acquired blank space”

why can’t i sleep late on sundays

oh, you mean Wet-aker? why is that boy’s hair always moist

what’s his name now?

poofertjies or whatever those lil pancake balls are called