Conversation I Just Overheard My Siblings Having In The Living Room:

"I crave death and sleep, but mostly sleep."

AO3 Authers are a vibe.

Me: Hey, weren't you going to take a shower today?

My sister: It's one am!?

Me, hair dripping wet with my towel still in hand:

Her:

It's almost the middle of the night and I went downstairs to check on my laundry, and in the kitchen stood my older sister making pancakes???

I walked up to her, and she said, "You want some? I made too many."

I think I know who my favorite sibling is.

Just wanted a post to remember the day.

6/9/2025 My dad almost sent me to a psych-ward over a panic attack. I was crying and he threatened to hit me with a wooden paddle three times if I didn't do what he asked, the third time I was going to let him, but he stopped right before he did because I still wouldn't move. He threatened to send me somewhere while I was crying on the bathroom floor and over-heard him on the phone with dispatch telling them he thought I was "a danger to herself." He told me to go pack, and I finally calmed down enough to tell him what was wrong. My bag has been sitting on my bed packed for over five hours. So far no one has come, so I think I'm in the clear. I genuinely thought I would end up bleeding out on the bathroom floor or in a mental hospital by now, so I guess tonight went better then it could've?

brb, gotta go fall off the face of the earth for abit.

Today we got to help a couple out with yard work, mostly involving raking up leaves, unfortunately, it was raining. So, ya. That was fun. The second I got home I layed down on the couch and passed out for two hours. Yay.

I think I might be sick...

Bone Apple Tea

I have been horrifically inspired; I take full credit and no responsibility for what I say next.

You know how people purposefully mispronounce Bon apatite as bone apple tea? Here me out.

If you were to actually make it, how would you? How do you think it would taste? I have just spent the past half hour thinking about this, and now you will too.

I think I've thought up two generic ways to make it.

Number one. Boil apple peels, and bones in water. I'd do peels because it's the easiest part to boil, and this is tea, not apple juice, so the flesh isn't an option. Also, we're staying away from the core because I'd rather not poison anyone. As for the bones, I'd just buy fried chicken or turkey and take the bones out and use those. Not only because it's precooked, and again, we're avoiding making people sick, but also because the fat, thus the flavor has been cooked into the bones.

Number two. The Poorman's version. Boil equal parts broth, apple juice, and water. Fun fact! People often times boil bones to make broth, so I think this is a proper substitute. I'd again use either chicken or turkey broth for this, not only are these probably cheaper, but I think the flavors would mesh well, or as well as they can. I think the apple juice is self-explanatory, and although I'd aim for 100%, if watered down is cheaper, then by all means use it. I'd just be impressed someone would try this.

I honestly think I wouldn't be able to sleep if I didn't get this down. If any of you masochists are brave enough to try this, let me know how it turns out! Bon apatite!

I just watched The Wild Robot. I was really excited for it because I love robots, but I did not expect for it to make me cry.

The fox reminded me of the fox from The Little Prince, which also made me cry.

Then I remembered a story called The Porcupine Whose Name Didn't Matter and decided to read it because I hate myself apparently. Guess what? It made me cry.

Now I'm just sitting here, reminded of the fact I have no friends, trying not to cry.

I just pulled an all-nighter, as one does, and I went to grab something to eat because I'd prefer not to starve. Last night we had pizza, so obviously I had left over pizza. Make all the jokes you want; I honestly don't care. That was the best thing I have ever put in my mouth. I swear, out of everything, homemade spaghetti, Chinese takeout, butter chicken, cookies, ice-cream, Jello, that Oreo pudding stuff we make for potlucks, my dad's award-winning chilly he stole from a dc comic and has an image of said comic framed and hanging in the kitchen, NOTHING has been better than this day-old pizza.