genuinely CANNOT get over how you draw your boys comfy in bed. holy shit. how do you do that. the vibes...... immaculate........... so floppy and poofy and snuggly..................... teach me, sensei 😔😔😔 cloth is a nightmare lmao
yeah but no keep up the good work!!!!!
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orin is everything to me. what if everyone in ur family just fucking hated you because instead of murdering in a normal way you decided to make little art projects out of your victims. faerun hates to see a woman with silly hobbies
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HAPPY VALENTINE DAY!!!!
awwww happy V-Day to you too!!!!
(lookie! Eyhm found one more Valentine to give out!!)
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Who wants to join me (plenty of room)
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Am so full of heart emojis ud think I drunk a drink but nope there was not a substance am just like this
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The cpap makes me panic. So far. I want to return it this morning but I will try again I guess. When I tried it at my appointment I panicked. If I try to talk or breathe through my mouth, anything that changes the airflow of my nose the pressure increases on my nose and I feel like I’m being smothered or drowned and I PANIC. I figured once I was out of the office and could practice without being observed things might get better. I set everything up and watched a movie ,yesterday afternoon, while wearing it. And hated it. I settled in for the night with a new episode of Fantasy high and put the mask on and just got more and more tense for the hour. I felt like I needed to clear my throat the whole time and I didn’t want to do that because it triggers the smothering air. Half the time it felt like I couldn’t get enough air through my nose which added another layer of tension. For about a week I’ve been doing really intense diy physical therapy on my shoulders (which have been fucked up since about 2020 and my neurologist thinks it might just be muscular. He might be right I’ve already gotten some mobility back) but the added tension from using the mask was making everything hurt even more. Finally after an hour of getting more and more tense and panicky. I turned off the machine, took off the mask, and fell asleep. Being comfortable in my bed is one of the only things I’ve got left and I am not coping well with this invasion like at all
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It's been agreed the whole world stinks, so no one's taking showers anymore 🦨
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Ave Maria is being sung by Hayley Westenra. A few s-adverts and then the man on the radio is playing musical excerpts from Looney Tunes and reading out texts about children who loved the cartoons and took giggling delight in burping the alphabet. The traffic lady talks of Island Road, something to do with Dolphins and debris from a variety of collisions.
Another day of rain and a trip to the shiny metropolis in the offing. You'd think after more than a decade here I'd have sorted out a decent raincoat for myself ... but no.
The curtains are still closed even though I've been up at least 2 hours. Bigger dog (smallest dog's older sister) decided at 6.30am that there was something outside that simply couldn't wait. I obliged with an open back door and then returned to bed with a closed bedroom door. I then lay in the semi dark listening to Signor Floyd as he took the opportunity to enter the kitchen, investigate many, many places and finally he sat outside my door singing the song of his people.
I'll get up soon(ish) ... but, for now, Shirley Bassey is belting out Goldfinger, I'm warm beneath the duvet and all I'm thinking about is the coffee pot.
PS: I was in the shiny metropolis yesterday in the magic middle aisle ... I looked at a weighted blanket and briefly wondered whether I would enjoy such a thing. I then attempted to lift one ... 9kg ... and my eyebrow raised. I disappeared into daydream land, imagined myself beneath such a thing whilst lying in bed, and rapidly came to the conclusion that I have enough difficulty getting out of bed and acquiring coffee. Any further impediments to coffee acquisition would simply never do ...
[Pictures: Cathweegia is bathing in a rare moment of sunshine ... she wonders at my reasoning for hanging 'distressed' dog toys on one of her branches ... and smallest dog, having been and seen all there was to see in the big shed, is now surveying her Queendom, sniffing the air and wondering when her hooman will get the sausages sorted]
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guy wearing mychem pajama pants takes off one of his mychem tshirts so he can wear one of his mychem tanktops to bed
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