#miolee

I’m having a baby, I want to engage in a deeper study of Cenemi, and I will be preparing for a series of assessments as I prepare for whatever comes next (My cousin works in aquaculture, Shrimp’s elder brother is a construction worker, and my mother is the kind of teacher who sits on curriculum committees, so...).   It feels really strange to turn down so much work, but at this point I literally don’t have time for anything other than family, my own art or preparing for colony life.

And so, on my way out, a confession. 

There was a particular video game company that once hired me to do some music for a planned expansion and they were the worst. Expected me to read minds, gave me tight deadlines and then wouldn’t give me feedback for weeks afterwards, didn’t pay me on time.  It quickly became clear that I was never going to work with them again.  Getting fired would have been a relief.  

And there was this one character who was just...if there was a character reds would headcanon as a secret red, it would be them.  Magician from elsewhere, evasive about their past, lots of sorrowful gazing into the sunset.  

It's the time of turning and there's something stirring outside It's the time of turning and the old world's falling Nothing you can do can stop the next emerging Time of the turning and we'd better learn to say our goodbyes

If we can stand up When all else falls down We'll last through the winter We'll last through the storms We'll last through the north winds That bring down the ice and snow We'll last through the long nights Till the green field's growing again Growing again

Me and my cutie and sweetie all just hopped on the train to port!

And in a couple hours we’ll all be on the ~boat to Miolee~!

And to everyone I know in Miolee: It’ll be so much fun to see you all in person! And I’m really looking forward to meeting everyone there!

One of the terms of them letting me take the job was that I wouldn't post anything identifiable about it on social media, given my past indiscretions.

Everything I've posted in the last couple of years has been approved by our lovely PR yellow. [Who is reading this right now, obviously]. The ambassador also threatened that if I did anything embarrassing they would have me thrown into the sea far from land, and abuse diplomatic immunity to get away with it. (I'm like 50% sure they were joking).  

Anyway, it seems that it has now been long enough, and the wider political climate has changed enough, that I'm no longer considered totally politically toxic. So I can talk about things more directly.

To be honest, most of what I've been doing isn't very interesting to talk about, a large part of what the embassy does is boring but important stuff around trade. But if anyone wants a long rant about fruit export tariffs ask away.

Last I heard there were no reds in Miolee, and if there were I wouldn’t want to have sex with them any more than I’d want to drink out of the toilet.

To begin with there’s the permaspring thing in Miolee, which isn’t ideal…

But a lot of the talk about Miolee I’ve been seeing recently is “Miolee is a casteless society with a casteless people! No one is red!!”

I guess you can still call yourself red to yourself? But I can do that anywhere if being red doesn’t mean anything because reds aren’t recognized as existing anymore. People are going to think I’m mentally ill or something either way.

… it sounds kind of silly now that I’m writing it out, but I start feeling very kind of anxious when things change unless I know exactly how they’re going to change beforehand. If I don’t know what I’m doing and when I’m supposed to do it I start to feel very bad. My goal is to not feel very bad.