Everything I post is written in good faith.
If I'm being snarky or sarcastic, it's toward the powerful and bigoted.
If you think I'm calling you out, it's 99.999% likely that I am not and I just wrote something lame without realizing it.
We don't have to be the same or even particularly similar for me to like you.
I will never try to make you feel guilty for feeling down.
And then I laugh too because they're right, it's not me at all.
Updating my license yesterday following my move, and I've finally reached the point where all my identity docs have my correct name and gender. It was a breeze.
Only problem is, I also had to register my car, for which I'm still paying the loan. Bought the car under my former name. Thus, I had to introduce my name change court order to prove that the car is mine, and suddenly the clerk is referring to me as "he" and then avoiding pronouns at all costs.
Mini horror story, fiction
When I exited the elevator, I knew in my bones that something was wrong. There was a musty smell in the air, the lights were dim, and it appeared that there was a layer of dust on everything.
Then over an intercom, a song began to play, distorted, the speed and pitch fluctuating madly:
"I love you...
You love me...
Food, peanut butter recall
We had a jar in the range so thought I’d share. Link to details https://www.cdc.gov/salmonella/senftenberg-05-22/index.html
my social justice politics are based off lieutenant commander data
🏳️⚧️ Married, trans. You are the only expert on who you are. she/her
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