doodles of uh. that guy from a cool mobile game
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Finally got more Farmer’s Daughter Mighty Mo Napi. Unfortunately, it’s been four years, and then new yarn does not match the original. It’s much warmer and darker. Frankly, I like it quite a bit better than the cool tone yellow, but in this particular instance it’s not ideal. Guess I’ll just have to alternate strands.
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fellow sensory issues ppl how r we doing the long sleeve + sweater combo what’s the key to it not making me want to rip my skin off?? Looser sweaters? Crying and suffering through it?
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For some reason my dad constantly interrogates me on whether or not I’m going to dress scantily clad or not, even though I’ve given 0 indication I would do so. Why
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like [in re plastic article i posted earlier] i'm currently wearing one of my fave tees that's, god, i don't know, a good five years old now anyway, and it's a triblend which means it's got some polyester in it, and while i've appreciated the way that's enabled it to straddle use cases over the years—e.g. (1) bicycling to class and then (2) looking like a normal person once i got there—at this point it's starting to pill a little, as poly always inevitably does, and getting rattier and less comfy as a result? and like, i guess i'll try using a fabric shaver on it and see if that helps some, but like. not an issue with 100% cotton tees!
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NEEDED: One Vat of Ice!!!
Apologies to anyone waiting for series updates, I won't be able to write for a bit. We're suffering through our regular summer heat wave right now. It's 46°C (that's 111.2°F) and all we've got is a little, completely inadequate, portable AC in our living room.
My brain is just boiled mush and is absolutely incapable of creating anything. All I've been able to manage, is scrolling TikTok and Tumblr looking for some kind of mindless distraction from this sick, gross air I'm living in.
Praying it breaks soon!!
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desperately wanting it to be fall or winter as if my seasonal depression isn’t the worst then
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So last year my hard drive got destroyed, taking over a decade of my life's work with it. All my family photographs, pictures of my horse and my dogs and cats and so many other loved ones who are no longer around. All of my home videos, too. Also everything I've written between 2012 and June of last year, including about a half-dozen completed short stories and dozens of WIP, both fanfic and original stuff. All the things I thought I'd backed up! I remember trying to set up an auto-backup, but I guess I fucked that up because NOPE! Not a goddamn trace to be found! Why? Because I'm a stupid useless pile of shit, that's why!
So I took the thing into Best Buy last summer and it took them 4 months to tell me that they might could get the files back, but it'd cost $1450 minimum, which, by the way, is more than twice what I get from SSI/Disability in two months. Payment plans? Pssh, only if you've got a Best Buy credit card! What's that, you don't qualify? LOL sucks to be you, loser! So I wait for them to ship it back to the store. And I wait. And I wait. Finally around April I get an email saying it's back at the store. Now, while on the whole 2023 hasn't been as bad as 2022 (to recap, my cat Kipo Pixie-Paws died a slow death in my arms and there was nothing I could do about it, then I broke my ankle, then my hard drive got destroyed, then my aunt died, and then I spent all of December fighting pneumonia), I've still spent most of the year battling one infection after another while also freaking out about my family's financial situation and trying to scrape up enough cash to get us from one month to the next, and so retrieving my dead hard drive kept getting pushed to the wayside. Supposedly Best Buy called me 8 times (but never left a single voicemail) and texted me once (it's nowhere to be found on my phone) and sent that one email (which gave no indication of how long I had to pick it up), but long story short (too late), my hard drive has been recycled. It's gone forever, and despite the miscommunications I understand that this is completely and 100% my own fault, because I'm an idiot. I should have just thrown it into the trash to begin with and saved us all some valuable time and energy.
Anyway, nothing like having your last few hopes shattered at once to remind you of how worthless you are and how pointless it is to hope. And yet, really, considering what all is going on in the world right now, my problems are minor and frivolous, and the best thing for me would be to just shut up and deal. It's not like it matters now anyway.
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someone literally said to me today that they didn't understand why anyone would be excited for fall. like buddy it is 94 ball sweating degrees outside and it's supposed to be 98 tomorrow. i'm not only excited for fall, i'm willing to perform a blood sacrifice to start fall right this fucking second. i would rather the world was doomed to eternal winter than spend one more day sweating two seconds after i go outside.
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