🍃eating leaf🌿

stepped on a plum (overripe plum) (barefoot) it was on the driveway got out of the car and accidentally (didn't know it was there) stepped on the plum (warm) (on the ground) (it had fallen from the tree) barefoot (no shoes) wearing long pants (too long) (need to hem them) plum viscera got on them (the pants) unexpected plum on the driveway (hot plum) (97 degrees out) already super hungover (throwing up all morning) (should not have been driving at all) and I stepped out of the car (black car) (97 degrees out) and onto the plum (unexpected) (didn't know the plum was there) and it burst (plum nightmare on my only good pair of sweatpants) still we find ways to keep ourselves going from day to day

guess what post just got read aloud in poetry club tonite by an unknowing club member as I watched on in terror

Having Eridian's "question" indicator be tapping the ground twice is very endearing, but also, it makes so much sense!!! It's a literal request for more information! They echolocate, of course when they're confused they'd want to create more sound to get a better look what they're trying to understand!!! You can totally see how this would translate from "questioning" physical things in their environment to intangible things, like statements made by other people. Maybe it's even something that starts with Eridian children — being less used to vocalisations and finding tapping to create noise easier — that just gets carried into adulthood, sort of like babies calling "mama" because that's the easiest sound for them to make. Just... what a good little detail to have. Chef's kiss.

Man at my job just told me to “hold your little horsies just a little longer ☺️” about the task I’ve been waiting for him to complete or at the very least update me on for six weeks. Brendan, I will fuck your adult son. You’re gonna start seeing me at family Christmas. Horsies in tow.

eye contact feels so like.. private and intimate … u can’t expect me to look u in the eyes.. how invasive…. it’s none of ur business what’s in my eyes

im at the age where ive started checking the material composition of clothes

im so fortunate to be able to structure my life in such a way that i can operate mostly unacknowledged and thus ungendered at work and have very few prolonged conversations with heterosexual men on a regular basis but jesus fucking christ its so bad when it happens. every white veteran who has gone on vacation to southeast asia needs to be pilloried and i mean that from the bottom of my heart show this post in court when i get doxxed fuck the troops. ladies and gentleworms of the jury turn to me you will see that i am nodding. should someone so steadfast in their convictions be punished i think not. thank you

I will say that I frequently brought it up that in Thailand it should be legal to judicially execute one white male expat on state TV each month while traveling through the country. My companion and I were actually shocked when we saw a white dude on an age appropriate date while we were getting coffee at a mall.

im about to catsit next month for a (lovingly) crazy woman who is so deeply obsessed with her cat's care its touching truly. he needs insulin shots and she is telling me that shes going to send voice notes to my phone of her saying "copo! baby! its time for your insulin!" "come here handsome!" "its insulin time sweetie!" so that he feels safe getting his insulin from a stranger. im like girl i love it. i love this

she was telling me yesterday "sometimes i look at him and he looks at me and i feel like we can hear each other's thoughts. is that crazy" and i was like "no of course not"

the one great thing about dogs with necks is that you can put beautiful collars on them