Squeak's Law
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thepnutgalleryI thought and thought about what to do with my day. Spent the morning reading next to Lady Miss Friday. I was pleasantly surprised, if very confused, at how much affection my post about her yesterday was getting...until I remembered the *many* times I've openly, publicly admitted she was the only reason I hadn't killed myself.
I started smoking and watching Lucifer, but even the Skywalker wasn't doing anything. 400 mg of edibles and a few cocktails later, I was much better. I managed to get my journal updated from Friday, and clearly should have started on today's, but happened to stumble on someone positing that same sex marriage isn't marriage. He was wrong, of course, factually, historically, and linguistically, and I was not nice about correcting him. Some day, I would not mind at all if one of those internet laws like Godwin's Law, Poe's Law, etc., measured in the length of fangs/proportion of venom that builds.
I watched Lucifer in the afternoon, briefly scanned the process for starting a religious organization, briefly considered "Symbism" as a name, since the whole thrust of it will be how important it is to adopt animals and help people. Making life less shitty for others is the literal meaning of life. I'll figure it out.
I did remember to unwrap the menorah, take a photo, and share it on FB. No clue if the recognition and public feedback was important to Xochi, but if she's anything like me, she'd assume the worst if she heard nothing back. I considered sending an email at work, instead or in addition to, but I got suddenly scared of the expectations that would come with it there.
Tom posted that his Jeep died, and he was trying to come up with a name for the new one. I've never understood naming, much less gendering, your vehicle, but since his were all plays on words (Frida Kahrlo, etc), I got more into it. I even found a play on words for my contribution, "Selina Karyle."
I started smoking and watching Lucifer, but even the Skywalker wasn't doing anything. 400 mg of edibles and a few cocktails later, I was much better. I managed to get my journal updated from Friday, and clearly should have started on today's, but happened to stumble on someone positing that same sex marriage isn't marriage. He was wrong, of course, factually, historically, and linguistically, and I was not nice about correcting him. Some day, I would not mind at all if one of those internet laws like Godwin's Law, Poe's Law, etc., measured in the length of fangs/proportion of venom that builds.
I watched Lucifer in the afternoon, briefly scanned the process for starting a religious organization, briefly considered "Symbism" as a name, since the whole thrust of it will be how important it is to adopt animals and help people. Making life less shitty for others is the literal meaning of life. I'll figure it out.
I did remember to unwrap the menorah, take a photo, and share it on FB. No clue if the recognition and public feedback was important to Xochi, but if she's anything like me, she'd assume the worst if she heard nothing back. I considered sending an email at work, instead or in addition to, but I got suddenly scared of the expectations that would come with it there.
Tom posted that his Jeep died, and he was trying to come up with a name for the new one. I've never understood naming, much less gendering, your vehicle, but since his were all plays on words (Frida Kahrlo, etc), I got more into it. I even found a play on words for my contribution, "Selina Karyle."
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