A Shrike to Your Sharp and Glorious Thorn

having a great time driving on a beautiful summer evening with my windows down listening to dont fear the reaper & every check-system light on my dashboard comes on. this is literal and not figurative my car has been in the shop for 30 hours now and they still dont know whats wrong with it

The cultural aversion to wearing a mask in order to ~not look sick~ drives me crazy sometimes. The air is full of wildfire smoke. Every single person I saw on their morning run, their walk, their landscaping job, all unmasked. It hurts to breathe outside the Optics CANNOT be that important

I actually understand Beardsley's decision to dig a hole in the ground and fuck the dead clown in it a little more now since during the Adventuring Party they said the thought it might like. Counteract Douglas family blood magic . Because /they/ have ritual sex and spill their blood on the ground and it helps power pinus (pine penis) so surely this clown corpse will have the opposite effect. They did not make that train of thought clear even a little bit to the audience, or to HJ, who appeared abruptly seized by coulrophilia

stepmoms hilarious bc the night before i went in for top surgery she took me out to dinner and called it "a farewell to tits: they did the breast they could"

Top surgery is wild bc I was just walking down a street and caught myself with a thought of "what, I'm just going to stand up straight now like I'm proud of myself?" And like. Yeah. Yeah every day of my life I get to do that now actually