Fascinating new thing…

Shiny New Car...

Don’t betray them by becoming familiar… Previously on Ye Olde Blog… Joel the Obstinate and Cursed Jetta (TM) was retired and Sara had an emotional breakdown over it. Then wrote a wall of text about it. Here’s another one… We’ve been having serious conversations about replacing my car for a few years. We’ve forked out thousands of dollars in repairs on the damn thing over the years and we figured when it started costing more… Keep reading…Fascinating new thing…

The part where it’s over…

Shiny New Joel...

Do you own a car? Did you finance it? Is it paid off? Make sure you have both your title AND your lien release and put them in a safe place that’s easy to find when it comes time to relinquish said car. Anyway. Here’s a disastrous wall of text… I got my driver’s license roughly two months shy of my 23rd birthday. I had my license for a month when I bought my very… Keep reading…The part where it’s over…

Up at all hours…

wobble wobble...

October. Week 133… It’s a never ending contradiction between people “in charge” claiming “IT’S ALL OVER” while others are yelling “NO IT FUCKING ISN’T” so… Whatever. In REAL news… IT IS OFFICIALLY HOODIE WEATHER. For the current forecast at least. I am under zero delusions that we’re not going to get one last sweltering heat spike before the snow falls. But HOODIE WEATHER. I had a whole post of haphazard bullet points written, left it… Keep reading…Up at all hours…

Thirteen…

Conversations in Geek Love...

A baker’s dozen. I send him Dinosaur and Foxes in Love comics over Discord. He drops inside jokes to his FFXIV raid group that they don’t get to make me laugh. We are bad at adult responsibilities and good at shameless inanity. He is the calm center of my hurricane mind. I still marvel at how it is possible to love one human being SO. FUCKING. MUCH. — Did…did he just…quote song lyrics at me?… Keep reading…Thirteen…

Every single minute…

I love the smell of fresh liner notes...

According to WordPress there are 221 revisions on this post. That might be some sort of record. This thing has a way higher word count than I ever expected it to for what I originally wanted to write. Granted I can’t imagine the word count function on this platform is terribly accurate considering all of the HTML tags, links, and alt-text crammed in here. I have no idea how it handles that. Still. It’s excessive…. Keep reading…Every single minute…

Weapon of choice…

When the Day Met the Night...

September. Week 129. Is it relevant to still count weeks? I don’t know. Whatever. September 1st hit and the internet proclaimed that SUMMER IS OVER and IT’S FALL and Bitch, it is EIGHTY-SEVEN DEGREES with a heat index of NINETY. The forecast keeps claiming the temperature is going to drop and when that time rolls around, the temperature does not drop. When I can turn off the A/C and the multiple fans for the last… Keep reading…Weapon of choice…