lilly, machine priestess @lilly@queer.party

Half asleep in the streets, half awake in the sheets.

[inspirational poster voice]: Live every day like it's The Final Days.

I need to get a sign for my kitchen which says:

"Cooking more food is always better...

...as long as it still fits in the pot"

Put on makeup today for probably the first time in months. I feel like I don't notice how much of my energy work takes up until I finally get some time off and I finally notice all the things I didn't have the energy to do. Not looking forward to going back...

I have decided that the fridge is now empty enough that it's a good time to clean it.

Obviously, I will not actually be doing that, but I now can't go shopping because I feel like I'll have missed the opportunity.

Guess I'll starve.

The next time I manage to get absolutely smashed off my face in the same room as a friend, we're singing Auld Lang Syne. Even if it's July or whenever.

If twenty twenty was so good, how come there's no twenty twenty two?!

If burning an effigy of a goat brings us prosperity next year, great!

But if that doesn't work, then next year someone will need to try setting fire to a police officer.

And if that still doesn't work, next year we'll need to set fire to a landlord.

Picnic! At the Roadside

They had to invent december because otherwise winter would have simply been too good.

The eternal struggle between the desire to get your cool artist friends to do pictures of me, versus the desire not to be depicted or perceived in any way.

Surely this must be one of the paths leading to becoming a furry.