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He/him. Writer of the fiction and TTRPG varieties. Silly goose prone to making dad jokes. Forever GM by choice. Book Dragon.
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Jessie Eisenberg’s voice is the auditory experience equivalent to being stuck wearing damp socks and I will not expound upon that out-of-left-field commentary.

These gotcha style videos about heinous shit pastors are doing that start with “oh no a drag queen did this just kidding it was…” make for great clips for alt right dipshits to take out of context and continue to smear folks they feel shouldn’t exist. Stop it. Just call people out for being awful.

If you told me I’d be averaging over 100 minutes of exercise and 1,300+ calories actively burned each day from that activity I’d laugh, assume you have me mistaken for someone else, and move on. Anyway, this feels amazing and I’m really proud of myself.

I'm genuinely sorry that Fetterman had a stroke and suffers from depression. But arguing that he has a free pass not to do his job in the name of destigmatizing brain injury and mental health struggles is offensive. If he can't do it, he should resign. If he doesn't want to, he should resign faster.

Thrilled to already have today’s episode of Doctor Who spoiled for me. Some folks are the absolute worst.

Stop platforming idiots for the sake of easy dunks and instead start feeding them to enraged cassowaries.

I’d love it if @democrats.senate.gov could take a break from all of the sick social media burns and dank fucking memes and actually do something impactful that isn’t just quietly writing stern letters while actively enabling this shitshow of an administration. Do your jobs, you clowns.

Watching these sentient Macy’s mannequins trying to dunk on Jasmine Crockett sure is something. Such entitled idiots. Anyway, if nothing else it’s always a treat watching her put them in their place.

CW: bodily functions … Pre-workout vurps are truly some of the most wretched things in all of existence.

The Magnus Archives, but it’s just Distortion episodes and me telling myself “Yeah, okay, but I can fix them” before realizing how quickly I’d die in the TMA universe. Christ.

I have mint chip protein bars and peanut butter protein bars. This is worth mentioning because I thought I grabbed the former when I had gotten the latter, and the cognitive dissonance from that first bite sadly had sent me to the Shadow Realm. Someone Heart of the Cards me outta here.

I already forgot that I talked to my therapist about setting boundaries and had an immediate fear response upon seeing an email with that as the subject. Anyway, wild that it took me so long to realize I need therapy while also panicking at the slightest provocation.

Ate a handful of spicy snacks and followed it with insufficient water right before teletherapy, so this will be fun and also maybe a little horrible.

I know the therapy session I have in half an hour will help, but I also can’t help but think there are better ways to use that precious sliver of awake time. Shit.

Luigi was fucking right. This is *actual* premeditated mass murder.

Curiosity got the better of me after seeing ads for it, so I tried Sprite + Tea. It’s a combination that makes sense. It’s mediocre. It’s like Sprite with Lacroix levels of flavor, then stored in the same building that may have once housed tea. Hardly the most refreshing drink of the summer.

One small ember of joy that still glows in my heart is thanks to these dipshit regressives like Mike Johnson having to hitch their aspirations and hopes to a wagon being pulled by the loudest, most obtuse jackass to ever exist in US politics. They’ll get some wins, sure, but at that cost.

Liked thunderstorms a lot more when Pittsburgh wasn’t getting such frequent tornado watches and warnings. Fucking hell.

@moodshelf.bsky.social is an AI app promising to "turn your feelings into stories." Block, add to lists. Make sure their engagement is zero.

Substantial personal win: For the first time since last high school/early college, XL shirts fit me more loosely. I’ve been busting my ass trying to get into better shape and this is a nice bonus, but ultimately it’s so I’m not dead before my kids are off to college and so on.

Applying the Nuclear Block approach to TikTok has been helpful, but not nearly as effective because the TikTok Shop ads are basically a Hydra that won’t shut up and can’t say the products’ names right when shilling them.

14 asked for a new water bottle, as one of the Laws of Teenage Parenting is reusable water bottles will be lost or maimed at least twice a year. She asked specifically for Owala; I ordered it. It hasn’t even shipped and I’m getting spammy emails about how my water bottle is lonely. Ew.

Salty Take: Dropout’s “Um, Actually” is loads of fun to watch, but I can’t help thinking it has emboldened people to embrace being pedantic assholes while also energizing people who already were obnoxious. The need to be the smartest in the room in the smuggest way possible is stagnant shit.

The number of people—including people with children and by proxy actual children—that are going to be blindsided and endangered by this…at least we can register our objection

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Pittsburgh really looked at that Fetterman “Nah, I’m so serious about being a Democrat” template and fucking chose O’Connor over Gainey. God damn it, this city is so obtuse I can’t stand it. Enjoy the surprise reveal that he’s another bootlicking regressive, I guess, you simpletons.

Catching up on doodles. We have Gallie and Iris! Galie, who had a BIT to drink, and Iris who allowed Gorgon to take over driving. XD Galie played by @ftc.bsky.social Iris played by @leaelfart.bsky.social

I need to get more cardio in my routine, but it’s a lot easier to lift weights at my desk, thus not interrupting my day too much, vs fucking off on a hike in the middle of the day.

Today I learned that Karoline Leavitt is 27 years old, and I can only assume that’s in Unrefrigerated Milk Years.

“Hey Snark, can you assist with the below ask?” My Sister in Microsoft Outlook, you forwarded me a one sentence email from a Hotmail account that tells me absolutely nothing. I’m going to need some context.

Did tonight’s #CryptidCreeks episode end up riddled with things ranging from nods to direct references to #TheMagnusArchives? Well, with me as the Navigator the answer seems obvious. Balanced that out with a judicial application of silliness, of course. #TTRPG

Do you like delightful fantasy art featuring plenty of Tieflings being delightful little scamps? Follow Alex. Oh, and commission some art if you can.

The world may be dreary and draining, but Geneva’s art is always a ray of sunshine. The prints are also super affordable and brighten up any room. You should go buy one or twenty.

As someone who once had someone not-so-subtly say how it would be a shame if I got cancer and had to learn how difficult it is: Don’t celebrate anyone getting a cancer diagnosis. Anyone. That’s some truly monstrous shit. You can find someone to be reprehensible without celebrating cancer. Christ.

Since I’m being a proper crab today anyway: If you post pranks, especially when those involve children (doubly especially if they’re your children), to social media for the lolz I hope you spend every holiday alone and devoid of joy. Stop being wretched ass-boils for views.