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Bits and Bobs and Baking
Mar. 17th, 2019 10:33 pmWheeeeeew. That was a scary moment there, when certain websites would just...straight up not load for me. 750words, Dreamwidth, and Venmo(?) were down. Facebook and Twitter and Gmail were all up. It felt not unlike the fears we all should have about losing net neutrality, and I didn't like it.
(thankfully, quitting and restarting Chrome seems to have fixed it up, so I hardly need to panic at all.)
Today was good-ish. Once I got home around four, I accomplished absolutely nothing more taxing or useful than watching *several* episodes of bakeshow. I finished the series I was on, and just began the next --having watched only one episode, I'm quite psyched for this one! One of the benefits of The Great British Bake-Off is that the season is framed quite empathically and kindly, such that you really find yourself caring for just about everyone in the tent. But this season in particular seems to be just chock-a-block full of adorable cuties, who I wish to take home and have a nice chat with over tea and have them teach me to make biscuits.
(Also a couple hotties for whom my intentions are much less pure, except not really, because I don't really do very much of that kind of fantasy. But the aesthetic appreciation is there!)
Anyways "not doing anything useful" generally does not make me feel The Best, but last night was reasonably accomplished, so I can feel better there, and this week upcoming will hopefully be a good one. The last three days of last week were fairly spot on, so here's hoping I can continue that somewhat. Starting with the fact that I'm out of birth control1, 2, so I _need_ to hit up the pharmacy tomorrow lest I start menstruating.
I also really ought to clean my room at some point in the next week. Conveniently, I should actually be living in it for the next several days, so I just need to like...have the barest ounce of motivation to get started. HM.
Anywho, the earlier part of today was quite nice, and involved good service ringing, a pokemon raid, and helping to wax the floor of the ringing chamber at Old North. I really like being part of a group doing cleaning tasks, it turns out nearly all cleaning tasks are actually charming and fun to do, so long as you're not forced to do them on your own. Bonus points for music and or singing, but even just eight ringers crammed in a room each taking a strip of the floor makes the job go quite quickly.
Hope you're well!
~Sor
MOOP!
1: I mean, technically I have the week of "period-time!" pills so there's a low dose I could be taking for maintenance sake, but um, see point two.
2: The major job of my birth control pills is not actually to prevent pregnancy3, it's to prevent dysphoria. I...don't like menstruation. It does not work for me, as a bodily function, and is one of only about three things4 that can actually make me feel physically (as opposed to socially) gender dysphoric. So I get the three month kind and then chain those together and so I haven't had a period since...mm, September '17? Not bad.
3: I am a pretty damn low pregnancy risk, because sex =/= intercourse.
4: Images of me without my glasses (I will post occasional selfies thus, but you can't take pictures of me like that), being forced to wear all white. I suppose the glasses isn't strictly gender-based, but the white absolutely is, both because of some of the societal connotations and the circumstances in which it's happened in the past.
(thankfully, quitting and restarting Chrome seems to have fixed it up, so I hardly need to panic at all.)
Today was good-ish. Once I got home around four, I accomplished absolutely nothing more taxing or useful than watching *several* episodes of bakeshow. I finished the series I was on, and just began the next --having watched only one episode, I'm quite psyched for this one! One of the benefits of The Great British Bake-Off is that the season is framed quite empathically and kindly, such that you really find yourself caring for just about everyone in the tent. But this season in particular seems to be just chock-a-block full of adorable cuties, who I wish to take home and have a nice chat with over tea and have them teach me to make biscuits.
(Also a couple hotties for whom my intentions are much less pure, except not really, because I don't really do very much of that kind of fantasy. But the aesthetic appreciation is there!)
Anyways "not doing anything useful" generally does not make me feel The Best, but last night was reasonably accomplished, so I can feel better there, and this week upcoming will hopefully be a good one. The last three days of last week were fairly spot on, so here's hoping I can continue that somewhat. Starting with the fact that I'm out of birth control1, 2, so I _need_ to hit up the pharmacy tomorrow lest I start menstruating.
I also really ought to clean my room at some point in the next week. Conveniently, I should actually be living in it for the next several days, so I just need to like...have the barest ounce of motivation to get started. HM.
Anywho, the earlier part of today was quite nice, and involved good service ringing, a pokemon raid, and helping to wax the floor of the ringing chamber at Old North. I really like being part of a group doing cleaning tasks, it turns out nearly all cleaning tasks are actually charming and fun to do, so long as you're not forced to do them on your own. Bonus points for music and or singing, but even just eight ringers crammed in a room each taking a strip of the floor makes the job go quite quickly.
Hope you're well!
~Sor
MOOP!
1: I mean, technically I have the week of "period-time!" pills so there's a low dose I could be taking for maintenance sake, but um, see point two.
2: The major job of my birth control pills is not actually to prevent pregnancy3, it's to prevent dysphoria. I...don't like menstruation. It does not work for me, as a bodily function, and is one of only about three things4 that can actually make me feel physically (as opposed to socially) gender dysphoric. So I get the three month kind and then chain those together and so I haven't had a period since...mm, September '17? Not bad.
3: I am a pretty damn low pregnancy risk, because sex =/= intercourse.
4: Images of me without my glasses (I will post occasional selfies thus, but you can't take pictures of me like that), being forced to wear all white. I suppose the glasses isn't strictly gender-based, but the white absolutely is, both because of some of the societal connotations and the circumstances in which it's happened in the past.