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blitzkrieg bop
Feb. 3rd, 2025 10:31 amhey, ho, let's go!
it has only been two weeks and I am fucking demoralized.
it has only been two weeks and I am fucking demoralized.
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Nov. 21st, 2024 04:11 pmI think I would have been an excellent war chief back in the day.
I am evenly split between a powerful desire to nurture and protect my community and an overpowering yearning to go out there and deliver some personal fuckin' consequences with a root club.
I'm struggling.
I am evenly split between a powerful desire to nurture and protect my community and an overpowering yearning to go out there and deliver some personal fuckin' consequences with a root club.
I'm struggling.
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Nov. 23rd, 2022 10:05 pmI have made a Historical Recipe for tomorrow's Event at our friend Miller's - damson plum caramel pie. I have never tasted it or made it before, but it looks and smells pretty legit so I guess we are doing this. Hope it tastes okay! Or at least not too 1776-y!
In an email discussion of the deviled eggs D is bringing, I suggested that I would fight the host on a hill of bones if he thought he was getting all the eggs. He said he does not have a hill of bones, so I have made a (sm.) hill of meringue bones. Never say I won't commit to a bit!
I am also making roasted sesame broccoli and a vat of unsweetened tea for this gathering. Less experimental.
On Friday we head to T-Giving v2 at Pastry's farm, where I am responsible for the green beans (also roasted with salt pork), frybread sandwiches, and a dish I am only calling "maize". I will be sporting my "Fucking Savage" sweatshirt for this one, as is only right and proper.
Saturday I eat a burrito while making a Mari Llwyd with a friend.
And that is all the Feast of Honkeys celebrating I will be doing this year. TATONKA!
In an email discussion of the deviled eggs D is bringing, I suggested that I would fight the host on a hill of bones if he thought he was getting all the eggs. He said he does not have a hill of bones, so I have made a (sm.) hill of meringue bones. Never say I won't commit to a bit!
I am also making roasted sesame broccoli and a vat of unsweetened tea for this gathering. Less experimental.
On Friday we head to T-Giving v2 at Pastry's farm, where I am responsible for the green beans (also roasted with salt pork), frybread sandwiches, and a dish I am only calling "maize". I will be sporting my "Fucking Savage" sweatshirt for this one, as is only right and proper.
Saturday I eat a burrito while making a Mari Llwyd with a friend.
And that is all the Feast of Honkeys celebrating I will be doing this year. TATONKA!
small joys
Apr. 20th, 2022 10:03 pmA small joy: I love it when someone who is a casual friend trusts me with some secret little corner of their existence. In this case, a person I don't know particularly well decided to spontaneously share with me a fun kink thing they are involved in just because they were dying to tell someone how much they were enjoying it. They picked me because "I just knew you'd be cool with it!"
They were right. Plus, in a time when I feel so consistently disliked and misrepresented, it's nice to have a stranger think I'm a good person to trust with a secret.
They were right. Plus, in a time when I feel so consistently disliked and misrepresented, it's nice to have a stranger think I'm a good person to trust with a secret.
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Sep. 5th, 2019 11:38 amI made this thing friends-only, because the coy, smirking anonymous nonsense was becoming every bit as charming as being poked with a stranger's boner on the subway.
