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I did 2 things today. Cannot recommend. Thank fuck I’m wfh tomorrow because my social battery is 🪫.

In an upsetting turn of events, I am routinely waking up at 4:45am ready to face the day.

Support unions- jack off all trades!

Jesus, Dilbert, this isn’t about you. 

And lol, of course my adjusted Adderall is out of stock right now. Very cool.

Medication is such a tightrope walk. Enough Adderall to get my brain functional, not too much that my anxiety goes off the rails. Add this weird new thing and I can’t stay awake through the afternoon. 🫩

I am taking my second shower today because yardwork.

Until I find a way to make “Disneyland annual pass = gym membership,” I will settle for “yardwork = booty bootcamp.”

Is the lady on fire or is the portrait on fire?

Yeah I’m not kidding about the taco-boogers part.

Aging is also resigning yourself to eating a dry salad because the dressing options are untenable. I never thought I’d be that guy, but here I am, monch-cronchin’ away at a box of what appears to be everything that falls out of a hard-shell taco except meat.

The way my guts have so utterly betrayed me in the past few weeks is unholy. (Have I misunderstood shitposting?)

Aging is a dwindling list of pants you will put up with wearing.

General anesthesia is a trip. I time travel, then have to re-learn how to shit.

Dry Bones warned me about this, and I didn’t listen- the knee pain connected to the back pain.

There’s a lot more dust as an adult than I thought I’d be up against when I was young. Do we live in dustier times? Was my mom furtively, constantly dusting surfaces? The world is a mystery.

It feels like my knee is going to explode goo. Thank goodness I’m not at home. I imagine my kneecap blowing off like a manhole cover.

Literally pulled an Adderall out of my mouth like when your dog tries to eat a grape. I’m so sleepy and went into autopilot with my bedside meds. 🫠

If I met my younger self for coffee, I’d backhand that dumbass for not being sluttier. That said she’d probably blow clove smoke in my face.

I’m not like other girls; I’m middle-aged and arthritic.

Nothing makes you confront your own ableism like a disabling event. 🤡 Disability is inevitable if you live long enough. Making places more accessible and accommodating is simple common sense in an aging society.

Da'Vine Joy Randolph deserves another reward for her presentation of this years supporting actress nominees. Can you get an Emmy for that?

Growth is blocking “Nancy Pelosi” begging for $15 and reporting as spam without telling the bot or volunteer to fuck off.

After watching Raising Arizona for the first time I could see Tippytoes Chardonnay as HI in a remake. Or just, like, a really good Halloween costume.

And of course I cried at Sean Baker’s call to save independent movie theaters. Guess that was a decent way to go out??

Love how Hulu just decided the Oscars were over for us after Best Director. A+ service. Also how we couldn’t get into the app until Best Live Action Short? To hell with it.

By rounding, I have zero followers. That said, I’m delighted to nudge anyone happening by to subscribe. Caught CRpTAC at SF Sketchfest and very nearly had an asthma attack from laughing. (High praise.)

Annoyed at myself for treating my body like everything I own- future garbage.

Petition to call RFKs ADHD wellness farms “lack of concentration camps.”

Sending myself password reset requests so I get any email at work. Like, did someone forget to fire me?

Is One Week the millennial Margaritaville? My only argument is that the choruses talk about fault/ who is to blame shifts through the course of the song it’s not a good argument and I have not given it much thought beyond that.

Aging is playing whack-a-mole with aches and pains. Shoulder feeling ok? Your knee is FUBAR. Finally rehabbed that knee? Have a hip problem. Fuck this busted meatsack. 🫠