Morning shift on #SpaceStation1 has commenced
Queen Olivia III stands in a living room studio wearing a dramatic black and white striped dress, striped tights, silver gloves, and a blue face mask while holding a black and white cat labeled “#cuddleUnit6”. A ring light, fans, and home equipment surround the scene as the cat looks toward the camera with bright green eyes.
Just a casual afternoon on #SpaceStation1 before I beamed down to Chosen Family at Wellington Museum.
Thanks to @violetblue.bsky.social for the snap!
#SpaceStation1 has a mortgage
Drag Maxxing is the future the liberals want
#SpaceStation1
Dragmaxxing Queen Olivia III poses on #SpaceStation1 set, wearing a dark pillbox hat with a crown emblem, oversized white futuristic glasses, a curled black wig with a full white beard, and a black lace top under a draped robe. She holds a film clapperboard mid-snap, pink nails visible, surrounded by stacked sci-fi set pieces that resemble modular space-station walls.
Dragmaxxing on #SpaceStation1
Autochef went off half-piste this morning with horchata substituting rice for oats. #SpaceStation1
Absolutely not. Replacing a mechanical lock is about as smart as a Tesla door handle for all the same reasons.
And this is from someone LARPing about living on #SpaceStation1
Autochef produced fried potatoes, middle bacon and tomato’s with cold brew coffee for breakfast #SpaceStation1
#SpaceStation1 status, zero-g fencing with #cuddleUnit6 concluded
I’ve been quietly installing openclaw on #SpaceStation1 for some weeks now
Autochef made minted peas and new potatoes with lamb-chops and it was simple and delicious.
I very rarely eat lamb so this was a real treat.
#SpaceStation1
#SpaceStation1 drifts calmly through cyberspace
Yesterday on Lower Cuba St, and every evening on #SpaceStation1 (though they are synthetic)
I tried making myself smaller to fit in better here, but as my friend Tyrone says: you can only hold a beach ball underwater for so long.
So I constructed a refuge here in Cyberspace: #SpaceStation1 and I spend vast lengths of time here.
Of course #SpaceStation1 is in orbit above New Zealand in Cyberspace. That's why it doesn't show up on radar.
It may come as a surprise, but a big hairy queen like me, deep down, still fears rejection. I worry that all this time alone on #SpaceStation1 is partially socially isolating, because I can't get rejected out here in the inky darkness of space.
I’m going through some real personal grief and loss feelings at the moment. Nothing in comparison with many in the world right now. Related to my professional life and the new permanent orbit of #SpaceStation1
Life on #SpaceStation1 is like sailing a ship, there’s always something that needs attention.
Sensor report a sunny day however I have no interest. I will be remaining on #SpaceStation1 in the synthetic environment of my dreams. Maybe I’ll tilt the station so we can have some warm steel in the afternoon.
And again, I, Queen Captian of #SpaceStation1, find myself Clark Kenting to earn a living.
I’m the Queen Captain of #SpaceStation1
Just so we’re all clear on ones titles
This year I published my first book The Cat Operators Manual written and illustrated by yours truly, a Drag Queen LARPing as the captain of #SpaceStation1
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Quite the best thing about Thanksgiving on #SpaceStation1 is that I’m all by myself. No family, no drama, no biting my lip. Just me and the cat and blind baking a crust for the sweet potato pie.
This image shows a black cat with a white chest sitting in front of a wall decorated with multi-colored string lights. The cat is mostly in shadow, making its features hard to see, while the colorful lights in the background cast a cozy, moody glow.
#cuddleUnit6 is always so chatty when I arrive back on #SpaceStation1
Hello #booksky, looking for a funny gift for the cat lover in your life? Check out my best selling "The Cat Operator's Manual", written and illustrated by a drag queen in orbit on #SpaceStation1
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It takes two hours to bring #SpaceStation1 out of emergency power mode into full operational readiness.
Ask me how I know.