Happy Yuri Night Everybody

Hate how lighting a candle does wonders to my mood. Like wowwww. Grug like fire? Grug not sad anymore because Fire in Cave? Wow. Real predictable of Grug.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party

and guys my age stop by to tell me I remind them of their aunt, of their grandmother. This is a compliment and I take it as such. They confess to having tried crochet once, and I smile. They get back in line for the bathroom.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and a queer woman sits on the floor next to me, arranges her skirt, and smiles up at me. (I try not to blush.) She asks me all the questions on her mind about my craft and I answer them, hands still moving. We swap yarn sources. She doesn't stay, but she knows where to find me.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and everyone knows where to find me when they need a minute, when socializing is too much and the music is too loud and they need to catch their breath. They pretend to be checking in on me, which is sweet, but I can see the relief in their eyes the moment they stop performing for a house full of people. They sit down and tell me things and all the while they never take their eyes off my hands.

The party has wound down and I'm still knitting and the hosts, two guys in their twenties, thank me for "helping to curate the vibe." I had no idea that's what I was doing. I leave the party having forgotten to drink anything and without that woman's number but with many rows added to my top-down raglan sweater. I call it a night, and a good one.

Indie Art House Avant Garde YouTube Video Essay on a topic that nobody really cares about

Calling my mom drunk at 2am on new years eve, handing the phone to my friend, and getting her to explain to my mom that I’m trans might not have been the best decision i have ever made…

My brother in law recently became a veterinarian and it has really driven the point home as to how fucking bonkers veterinary medicine is. We don't expect human physicians to really know much outside of their own specialty - a dentist, an otolaryngologist, and a maxillofacial surgeon are three totally different dudes. Meanwhile a veterinarian at a wildlife rehab center is doing orthopedic surgery on a hawk and then doing rounds on baby hedgehogs in the hedgehog NICU and administering antibiotics to a ratsnake. And he also knows how to perform surgical interventions on a cow! What the fuck! Those are all totally, wildly different kinds of animal!!

Shout out to veterinarians, they know Too Much.

Every spring I am reminded that my seasonal depression really does become a lot milder as soon as the weather gets a bit warmer and I start to see the sun on my commute to school

When you realise you’ve been rebloging posts to the wrong blog for two days

oh yes it's that time of year again

my truest and most honest goal in life is to become that guy with all the inventory slots. im talking 6 pockets on my pants 10 on my jacket and a backpack big enough to hold a small human child. im talkin all the essentials on my personage at all times. you want first aid? i got you. you want a snack? say no more. want me to hold that for you? heh.... well they dont call me the inventory guy for nothing.