Yeah but she’s a garbage human being.
i’m a turtle
Yeah but she’s a garbage human being.
Yup, there’s three rules about food:
As long as you never break rule one and only occasionally break rules 2 and 3, you’ll have a good time.
I’ve bought a house, got married, published two books, do stand-up and host a small game show, survived two strokes, transitioned, and have a lot of friends who think I’m tolerable.
Text posts with clickable outside links aren’t a reddit thing, but are allowed here apparently. Guess that’s why it feels weird to me.
I’m a trans woman, so I just keep my head level, pretend I don’t see them, and just walk on by, lest some low-information voter think I’m a child molester and try to get me.
That said, children are absolute trash at paying attention to their destination and their environment, so when they inevitably cross my path in the dumbest possible way, I stop walking until they figure out they should go around me. That way I don’t accidentally kick the tiny knee-high humans.
I was one, once.
Yup! She, like most of us, just wants to be told she’s real pretty.
People actually usually interpret those as part of my glasses! They’re my daily wear headphones, and they’re on my head when I’m not asleep at night or in the shower. It’s nice to have background music on demand.
I’ve been growing it since ‘08, and it’s amazing! It takes me about 18 minutes to get through the shower.
I live out in Hillsboro, but I have to go into the city all the time for work and social stuff and things. I’m at the Worker’s Tap most Friday nights, at the trans social there. You’re always welcome to come.
Oh! I should have said that I am taking it under my tongue. I’m not just swallowing the tablets.
(See, this is what I mean when I say my English is terrible.)
My blood work was done a week ago and I think it looks pretty alright. Next I talk to my general practitioner, I’m gonna ask her to bump my E to 8mg from 6mg per day.
It’s slowly but gently coming back to life after being battered to hell in the pandemic!
I saw ‘em in a Facebook ad and my first thought was “those are so dumb.” But just like Krusty’s Klown Kollege invading Homer’s head, these glasses kept haunting me—the perfect glasses to accentuate my Final Fantasy-esque style.
The day I got them, my wife told me they were cute, but I thought they were so fuckin’ weird, but I kept ‘em cause she liked them.
And they grew on me.
And now I have two variations.
(Also those glasses are called “Audition,” sold by Aoolia.)
I am in MASSIVE LESBIANS with her.
She’s like if Hayao Miyazaki created a librarian!
You got that thing set to “whore!”
One voice in my head says “yes, be done with this,” and the other says “you do not have enough lifespan left to make your hair this long again, so if you cut it, it’s gone.”
So it stays. For now.
Leeeeeeeeeeeeeeg.
Around my neck there is Serah Farron’s engagement pendant from Final Fantasy XIII. My wife proposed to me with it, almost a decade ago!
March of the Dreadnoughts, from Final Fantasy XIII!
https://youtu.be/VZw9O0julsA?si=5CAsmLXxJLI-AmgZ
I think it’s my favorite instrumental piece of music.