to those of you that love me something happened that you’ll never know about if i can help but for what it’s worth i’m still here like it or not

One thing I can say for certain: I love the Coffeetree Cafe

Murphy of Murphy’s Law and I need to scrap bc what the FUCK is happening

trying to break into a place of business literally three minutes before it opens should genuinely get you arrested or at the very least legally liable for getting curb stomped by the person who has to open the building

love lain on main November

did you ever finish this btw I want to read it

I don’t know if anything that’s made me happy in the past makes me happy anymore

I wonder what it must be like to be a little anxious but stable enough that your peers and loved ones aren’t repulsed by you in a way you can tangibly feel but can’t do anything about by virtue of being inherently different in some confusing and painful way

UPDATE: i finally got a replacement tea at the ren faire

To be fair I was ridiculously overmedicated at the time and I don’t know if that’s a testament to me being ungovernable or to being failed by the adults around me.

I had a teacher decide to stop a movie after I made a quip about the sex scene (it was the Netflix Ted Bundy documentary and we were in the single least qualified psychology class I’ve ever been in) and go on a ten minute rant about how everyone in the school wished I wasn’t there.

Sorry. This account has been a little venty last couple of months (not as bad as my middle school Instagram thankfully!!!).

I really did have grown adults hating my guts for reasons out of my control though.

Woke up this morning processing a lot of stuff from high school. Hate crying as soon as you wake up.

the trauma happened 10+ years ago so i think i can make memes about it. not like anyone there is gonna see it here

I mean just like. in general. who do i send memes to? who do i ask about their day? who do i invite to a mexican restaurant on a saturday night, my treat as long as they keep me company? is everyone busy, am i interrupting something? where did everybody go?

update it arrived while I wasn’t home and my dad lost the package

I don’t know who to talk to

A slice of lemon-and-raspberry-cream cheesecake, piled high with sprinkles and whipped cream with “HAPPY BIRTHDAY” written in strawberry conserve.

A meal at the Cheesecake Factory- featuring a Caesar salad, a margherita pizza (my mom’s), chicken farfalle, and veggie penne (my sister’s). Mom is drinking a Sangria, I had a glass of sparkling rosé, and sis had a Dr. Pepper.

Sorry for the weird shit. Got hacked. Back to normal I think. This was my birthday dinner

Now AAA is telling me that it won’t pay to tow my car to Frankfort (it’s stuck 3 hours away) because the COPS called the tow and not AAA, and that I have to pay fees for where it was stored and it is now being held hostage because the company only accepts cash and I’m 3 hours away. WTAF.

Then, the AAA person on the phone overheard and EXPLICITLY told me the cop would get me a tow there faster, and to HANG UP with with them. If I recall correctly the operator actually hung up the phone first after I ended the call.

(🧵1/3) So. I was in a car wreck yesterday and called AAA before the police arrived. When the cops got there, I was on the phone explaining where I was, and they asked if I wanted them to call a tow. I said no, triple AAA has it covered.

🤲 give it

Pencil-drawn comic, panel 1. A sign reads, “CALL YOUR LOCAL SENATOR”, while a smaller sign hanging from it says “MAKE A CHANGE TODAY!”

Pencil-drawn comic, panel 2. A woman- the secretary- sits at a crudely-drawn desk labeled senators’ office with a phone on the desk. An offscreen voice, the senator in question, calls out: “Oh peasant- I mean loyal GOP secretary”

Pencil-drawn comic, panel 3. A crude drawing of a fisher price chatter phone, ringing. A speech bubble, the senator from the previous panel, asks “Who is that calling?”

Pencil-drawn comic, panel 4. The secretary hands the senator (off-screen) the phone and says, “just more angry blank, sir” (the blanks are censored, indicating she’s using slurs to refer to minorities concerned about their wellbeing due to politices enacted by the senator). The senator nonchalantly responds, “Ew, send it to voicemail”. Final panel, end comic.

I don’t usually do political comics but I illustrated why I don’t call senators or representatives

Neat coincidence: I recently ordered a pu’erh from a small China-based tea business with a shop in the US. I just happened to stumble upon their Chinese page on Xiaohongshu. Small world!

missing my girl today.