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Should you kiss your homie?

the enemy of my enemy is not my friend but watching them smack each other in the nuts is still very funny

there are decades where no posting happens, there are weeks where years of posting happens

Everyone is in timeout tonight because dumb cat stressed sweet cat out so much that he stress peed on my gardening hoodie and I'm going to sit on the floor and cry for a sec

Oh gosh a pile of games people just followed me from that last thread... uhhh hi! I used to work freelance as a games illustrator/convention booth staff in board games/ttrpgs. Now I have a delightfully boring 9-5 and blab here about gardening and sewing and my weird art/running a larp mostly 😅

Did a good deed yesterday in the game store and swapped a GM'ed Heartbreaker out with Viva la Queer Bar and Stewpot for a couple cuties looking to rp for the very first time. Godspeed sweet cinnamon rolls, you do not need a GM to have fun and those games will serve as a solid starting point

Seed snails were a win this year, 3/4 made really nice looking sprouts that were easy to separate

Regenerating health (sewing instead of doing chores because it regulates my nervous system better than literally anything else I have found)

Taking the ancestral fiddle to the violin doctor because it has another crack, pls think inexpensive repair thoughts🤞

Had a bag of tomatillos left and needed the freezer space so it's salsa Verde time

This essay is extraordinary and absolutely reading my mind. "It’s especially hard when I see people I once viewed as allies or sources of representation choosing to change, and the world rushing to celebrate them, essentially erasing what their visibility once meant to people like me."

I'm so glad that I provide everything for two cats that are nowhere to be found when I want to cuddle at night 😤 Even the snuggly one is off on some bullshit

Moved an absolute pissload of dirt by myself this weekend, year #3 💪

"Pay people what they're worth" includes decreasing executive pay.

How does Boston, coffee capital of the US, not have cup holders on the commuter trains

Halfway convinced this is what actually goes on in nondisabled minds when they see us. Just “ahhh! COVID!” Not that they think we have it, necessarily. Just that we represent the whole terrible thing. Doesn’t make what they do okay.

Sometimes i forget Chonk is basically still a big kitten because he's the better socialized of my two dinguses, until he does something like grab my hand with his paws and try to fit the whole thing in his mouth

New neighbor didn't seem interested in a polite welcome to the neighborhood conversation but joke's on him I am out in the yard all the fuckin time and there's no man to talk to

I got a really good grade in being a cat mom today at the vet which is really reassuring after a few days of listening to the boys fight 😭

Listened to a coworker painfully explaining actual plays to a coworker who is a d&d GM and I'm not sure who wanted to walk into the sea more

This though, I started calling friends again a few years ago and being able to chitchat while we do chores or walk home is so healing. Tell them you love them before you hang up too. Can't recommend it enough.

the thing about our girl Carly Rae is that there is simply no one else in modern pop who has so perfectly walked the tightrope of expressing "I need you in a way that is frankly embarrassing", like it's not 50% vulnerability and 50% lust, it's 100% both

Me, doing absolutely nothing: My brain: HOLY ROLLER SITS IN THE GARDEN WE FLED, BLOOD INTO WINE TAKE MY BODY INSTEAD youtu.be/cWE0sSZ9yLc?... Anyway Spiritbox was incredible this weekend I'd like to go back pls

Just did back-to-back pretty much solo late concert nights in the city, a thing me 5 years ago would not have imagined me doing Sometimes I have to remember I can exercise free will and do something I'll enjoy and the world will not burn down around me if I do Well it might but it's not my fault

ART.

Reading a biography on Frances Hodgson Burnett and I think I would have really thrived as that flavor of post Victorian unattached-to-a-man creative/society woman. Gardening by day, parties in the evening, big ol house, lots of "female friends for company" I really think I missed my calling

It Only Tuesday

I miss having local buddies that would go scavenge a Joanns sale at a moment's notice 😭 Finally most likely in the clear from a potential bug exposure and it's a perfect shitty gloomy day to procure fabric I don't need but definitely want while we complain about dumb shit and have a little beverage