#shutupstew

gonna start answering different genders on every form, just to dilute the accuracy of information about me out there. that’s he/him for data obscuration purposes.

there's this hallway in the place i'm working at that is just a bunch of photos and paintings of old nuns from times gone by and usually i would be enamoured with such a display and tribute to women but it really is giving me the heebie jeebies because the entire corridoor is white and there's a white bust of a nun and when you walk through there it's like the room is glowing back at you. there are no windows, just bright LED lights. i have to walk through quickly because i feel my soul may be judged and thrown into hellfire if i linger too long.

extremely pleased with my op shop purchases today, which include a funky pair of yellow rollie shoes with only moderately worn soles, a cookbook full of cake recipies by a guy i've never heard of, and a dvd copy of now defunct bbc program george gently season 3. a delightful saturday outing.

I'm thriving in mediocrity. I oscillate through my fun little projects so fast that the house constantly looks like a tornado of pens and fabric and sandpaper has blown through it. I never spend long enough at a hobby to get actually competent at it. I'm doing relatively okay at a bunch of things, and that's working out for me quite well.