No kettle. No dishwasher. No coffee machine.

Yeah. Adulting is hard :)

shrug It’s always looked like that, and I haven’t done anything to make it look like that (if that makes sense – I didn’t go in and tick a setting that was captioned “make it look as confusing as possible”).

I just never bothered to investigate the settings, except for the one that makes it scroll forever and ever. That one I turned off because ARGH!!!

I need to put this in my user name because every time I post something someone asks me.

This is how it appears on my dashboard. If you don’t like it, take up with tumblr.

I was honestly just curious – it just seemed so out of place. Even in the full post (the source – not the version I posted) I couldn’t figure out how it got from werewolf periods to the moth string.

Thanks :) :) :)

(grin) I am now picturing a totally stoned AI sat with a bong in its hand going “oh woooooooow man!! This is good shit!!”

Also – on an entirely different topic that has nothing to do with my childhood being totally and utterly ruined – is it just me or does Spock look REALLY fucked off about something?

Well now my childhood is ruined.

I had a toy bus with people that looked like this that sat in it. It was one of my favourite toys – I called it Derek’s Bus because… well that’s a long and complicated story I don’t want to get into, but it was one of my favourite toys. (I might still have it in a box upstairs).

And now I learn they are called “PEG PEOPLE”?? So if I do find it in a box that is ALL I will be thinking about!!!

Fuck me.

(And yes – not my best choice of words).

Please don’t confuse aro and ace, kissing in public is more romantic than sexual.

Depends where you are kissing the other person :)

That it true.

But I have noticed that finding porn elsewhere on the web is not actually that difficult. You just turn a corner and there it is.

There was something about the speaker being at an unbelievable volume as well?

While I am not saying this is the reason, quite a lot of Twitter users jumped ship, and a fair number came to Tumblr, when Twitter’s new owner took over. They thought Twitter might change and become less welcoming towards them, while Tumblr has always been welcoming to almost anyone who wants to join.

This will sound weird when I start, but I promise if you read the whole thing it will make sense.

A while back (10, 12 years) I had major heart surgery. And so for a few weeks after I had problems doing some things, like walking for more than ten, fifteen minutes at a time, or sitting up right for more than five minutes.

But the doctors said I needed “exercise” (bastards) so my beloved and I would go out to the shops, and she’d made me walk (because she loved me) and we’d take a wheelchair with us.

Aside from the whole “walking” thing it was kind of fun, because imagine two people walking down the high street, pushing an empty wheelchair. One of them carrying a towel (and hugging it tightly) and the other walking slowly for no apparent reason. The number of strange and confused looks we got was really hilarious at times. Especially after I got tired and had to sit in the chair so she could push me for a while (which happened a lot, because of - you know - the surgery and the tired) and we saw someone who had seen us a few minutes earlier when I was up and walking about as if I was fine.

Needless to say I seldom, if ever, gave up my seat on the bus, train, bench or anywhere else if anyone asked. Even if the person asking was 101 years old. I did explain why, and no one argued with me, but sometimes I got some dirty looks for that as well. Because I looked young and fit with no physical injuries.

It wasn’t forever, and I never claimed to be disabled, and after eight or nine weeks I could bound about like a gazelle on heat. But those first few weeks? We got a lot of strange looks. And I know I said it was hilarious, but only because if I had decided to take offence then I would have whacked the wheelchair into so many people I probably would have been arrested :)

(The towel, if you were wondering, was for my chest. Having your chest cracked open and put back together hurts a lot, but then if you sneeze or cough oh my sweet fucking god it hurts so much more. Putting a towel against it mitigates it some but still – fucking ow!!)

International Men’s Day – 19th of November.

https://internationalmensday.com/

Talk to each other. Don’t let someone go through their life alone.