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So yesterday I went to go see Furiosa [no spoilers in this entry], after mentioning in passing to work-bestie Clayton that I wanted to see it in theatres, and him going “oh yeah, me and Angela(wife) want to see it too, wanna go together on Friday?” I am powerless in the face of other people actually making plans for me for things I want to do, so I added jere7my to the order, and the four of us met up and had a jolly time.

Of course I dressed up. I wasn’t going to dress up all the way, I was planning to do just something funny to my hair, but then...the rest of it happened.



[image description: A selfie of a white person wearing glasses posing with their hand below their chin. They are wearing black lipstick and extremely messy and overdone black eyeshadow smearing across their face. Their hair is braided with several metal rings, and they are wearing a thicker metal ring as a necklace. Their top appears to be a combination of black binder, orange net scarf, and black bike tubes, while they are wearing several copper and green bracelets.]



[image description: A white person wearing glasses and posing in a doorway. They are wearing mad max inspired clothing in shades of brown and orange, with many belt pouches and extra scarves. They have black makeup smeared over their eyes, and a large metal ring as a necklace. Their hair is braided with many more rings and partly pinned up over their head. They have a leather jacket with many (currently unreadable) activist patches on it.]

And so I arrived slightly before jere7my and Clayton and Angela express delight over my outfit and I preen and say something like “yeah, I dressed up for Barbie too”¹. And honestly it’s...it’s kindof an interesting and fun thing about my life right now that I’ve seen two movies in theatres in the last year, and dressed up for both of them. Maybe I always dress up for movies now? Maybe if a movie is worth seeing, it’s worth seeing as absurdly and dramatically as possible?

It’s funny because my regular-type friends probably all know by now that I have a discerning eye for fashion and actually do think a lot about How Best To Look Cute, including doing things with my hair and my makeup and my earrings and what have you. I don’t dress up for bells _every_ week, but I definitely dress up some of the weeks, and if I’m going to other things that aren’t bells, I’m gonna think about what I want to wear.

But Clayton, despite being yes a regular-type-friend is also a work-friend and so the context he sees me in most often...isn’t that. He sees me in my work drag, binder and collared shirt and slacks with very little variance. It’s not that I don’t _like_ my work clothes –I have several hawaiin shirts I wear that I’m fond of, and sometimes I do vest and/or tie—it’s just that they’re not...me. They are not particularly fancy or wild or interesting.

And that’s sortof sad and sortof unfortunate and sortof weird and sortof nice? I mean, it’s certainly nice to have less thought required for getting dressed on work days, even if I don’t think of the clothing as “me”. But it’s interesting to have figured out that I do actually care quite a bit about style and looking good –I remain so proud of my Beantown Stomp outfit where I got compliments on literally every article I was wearing visibly- and then to spend so much of my life not actually in that space.

Which is why I just have to dress up extra hard the rest of the time. Because my body isn’t a temple, it’s a canvas and I am here to play.

~Sor
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1: Clayton gets points for immediately bouncing back with “like that?!” because yes very good, very funny.

So, when I visited Tuesday over February break, she introduced me to a social media app called BeReal.

The premise is that a notification will happen once per day, and you will be prompted to take a double photo (simultaneous front and back camera) to post for your friends. The notification will be at the same time for everyone using the app, but at a random different time each day.

(As I've discovered, you don't actually have to post at the notified time --it'll just tell everyone how many minutes late your BeReal was. The way I play it is to always post as soon as I see the notification, regardless of how long it's been since it was actually sent.)

Pictures are limited to just your friends by default, but you can choose to put them into the "discovery" mode, where anyone could see them. You can see your friends' BeReals until the next daily notification, and then they're gone. I can see my own archive of photos (in a very nice calendar form that I can quickly scroll through, and I *love* the app for that alone!) but I can't see anyone else's.

And that's the whole thing! It's a social media feed that's limited to one post per day per person, that you can't even go back into the archive of. I've been pleasantly surprised by how much I enjoy it...and that's with only two friends! If it sounds Of Interest to you, I'd enjoy having more friends there (and also there are more features if you have ten friends apparently? I have no idea what). I'm Sorcyress, because yeah obviously, and that should be plenty searchable.

~Sor
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Today was excellent, and by all rights, should be delivered via a photoessay. However, most of my photos are on my camera, and I don't feel like digging out the card reader right now, so...

...wait, what? There's a card reader on my laptop? I...I am skeptical. Hang on, I think I need to try some science.

OKAY FINE, I guess I will give an account of my pretty much completely awesome day via photoessay, gods!

( So today was excellent! )

Tomorrow I am going to be very sore, but it was an excellent day.

~Sor
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So, I've gotten several requests for my photos of the snowstorm. There's a bunch in my flickr, but here are some of the best snow sculpture ones from Davis Square. You can see them yourself if you are quick to get to the Seven Hills Park (behind the T)



( About 20 more pictures! )

This has been such a truly marvelous winter!

~Sor
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jere7my and I went on a long bike ride today (my longest yet, I wound up doing 37 miles today!) as a celebration of the beautiful weather and that I have a working bike again¹.The plan was to bike along the Minuteman Bike Path until I got tired, which backfired in that I was ridiculously full of energy and pretty much...didn't. So we reached the end of the path, and sat and rested, and were debating going back.

"Well", says j7y, "If we go about two and a half miles thatway, we'll get to the Great Meadows National Wildlife Refuge, which is very pretty. We can rest and hike and stuff." I was mega up for adventure, and so go there we did! It turned out even better than expected, because not only was it utterly beautiful, the path there had moguls (awwwwwwwesome!) and there was ALL THE WILDLIFE!

Like, I am not normally a super-squeeful animal person, but jere7my is good at bringing out the nature lover in me. And because I had brought my camera and he hadn't, I was in charge of taking photos on the trip, which I did with great zeal. I believe at one point he declared me "Almost as much of a menace with a camera as I am".²

In addition to the frog above, we saw muskrats, great blue herons, red-winged blackbirds, a black snake, ( and a couple of other things I actually got shots of (photo heavy) )

Can you spot the frog when the camera is all the way zoomed out?



It was an extremely satisfying diversion. Our total hike was under a mile and a half, and the whole thing was set among flowers and cattails and small children who got excited when we pointed turtles out to them. If you're local and have a bike, I definitely recommend the trip. The Minuteman path is unfairly beautiful, and the wildlife refuge lives up to its name.

~Sor
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1: So I don't think I ever mentioned it, but Blaise broke. The brake cable snapped, and that was basically the end of that. I was looking at about 200 dollars worth of repair for a bike I paid 50 bucks for, and it was kinda one of those "I'll just save up for a new bike then, shall I?".

Then my parents decided that as an early-birthday-gift, they would get me a bike, and I was very excited and went shopping and now I have a biiiiiiike! Her name is Elanor Draper, she is dark silvery-grey, and she is amazing.

2: If you ever go hiking with jere7my --which I recommend, he is good at spotting animals and interesting things, and a good conversationalist, and enjoys beautiful green spaces-- he will stop about every five minutes to photograph mushrooms. It is completely hilarious, and very endearing, as long as you are not the kind of hiker who wants to go go go.

PostScript: As an aside, whenever I post bunches of photos from an event or something, it's usually worth clicking through to my flickr --I almost always post more there than I do here.

A/N: This entry is probably more entertaining if you like Homestuck. It's also very image heavy.

So, I have this awesome friend lex_of_green. In the month of December, Lex is frantically working on a secret sewing project, when two-thirds of the way through, it up and walks away!

But Lex squares thon's jaw, and says "FUCK YOU TOO UNIVERSE" and works doubletime to get the project finished. And announces it on Christmas day, with a request for my mailing address to send him to me.

I am, to be perfectly frank, ecstatic. Because holy shit, SOMEONE MADE ME A SENATOR LEMONSNOUT PLUSHIE HOLY SHIT! And in the course of comments, Lex mentions that his new owner is going to have to punish him extra hard to make up for version 1.0 running away.

I read this. I grin. The wheels start turning. I grin harder. The most horrible/best idea ever pops into my head. I grin so hard my face feels like breaking, and assure Lex that I will be *most* cruel. And that I'll take pictures.

These are those pictures.

( Everything is ridiculous and I love it! )

~Sor
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Hey beasts. It's cooking time. I am going to make some pumpkin chocolate chip cookies that, if they turn out a third as good as Ria usually makes them, will knock you off their feet with how goddamn delicious they are.

I've got music, fuzzy socks, a recipe, and cat ears. Let's rock the hell out of this adventure!

( It gets long and there are pictures, so cut! )

Oh whoops, forgot to take a picture of all of them. Here instead is a picture of all the ones we have left:



They are delicious. They were gone halfway through Squares, and I brought sixty of them. I'm pretty much gonna go ahead and call this Cooking Adventure a success!

And now I eat dinner and write some WriMoNo².

And yeah. I can officially make cookies like a boss!

~Sor
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1: OF COURSE it's from Homestuck. And I feel no guilt or shame in this fact whatsoever. And I am going to listen to other stuff.

2: I don't call it "NaNo", because that doesn't make any sense if you unabbreviate it. So I typically call the month "WriMo" for short. Obviously my WriMoNo is my Writing Month Novel! It has 1270 words so far. YAYYYY!

Pee-dot-ess-dot. Because the recipe just *happened* to have been lying around in Ria's tumblr...

I'm so far behind on everything. This past week has been madness. Here, have a pre-written photopost from a month ago.

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So, at No Such Convention, I wandered into an empty panel room at some point, and noted how lonely the chalkboard seemed. So I picked up a piece of chalk and drew one of my standard rar-dinos.

( It only got awesome from there )

Speaking of Shaenon, here is her and Dirk manning their booth:


And why not just consolidate the con pics --( have some snaps from Vericon, too )

~Sor
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Finally got around to uploading the last two months worth of photos. Which means it is time to make photoposts, yayyyyyy.

First photopost is about food, because ( yay food! )

~Sor
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1: Because I get different things out of different relationships, is a lot of it.
2: And if Magus is reading this, you _still_ owe me pancakes that win friends and influence people. Dinosaur shaped or not.

So, there exists these things:



They are battered and fried onions, to sprinkle on stuff for delicious crunch. The flavour I am holding is, in fact, chedder.

They are delicious. Like, I had to make mom go put the tin away for me, because I would eat AN ENTIRE CAN YES, and I didn't trust myself to have the willpower to go put them down myself.

I think this is basically just me saying that Christmas was good, and post-Christmas thank-god-all-the-people-left-and-oo-leftovers! is even better.

(I like my family a lot, and I love the general mayhem of Christmas, but it is really nice when everyone leaves and it becomes the nuclear family, or the nuclear family plus just Dan¹ or something. Means you get me and mom faffing on our internets while Ninja Warrior plays in the background. Lovely!)

( At any rate, you can see more pictures of my love affair with those cheddar fried onion things if you look under here )

~Sor
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1: I think you are missing a footnote or something².
2: Best friend of Nik, and Veronica's little brother.