Going to a play with my cousints I haven’t seen in 12 years or so because of estrangement from my parents. I am a bit nervous and also hoping that seeing them doesn’t make my evil mother show up in my life. A few times after we estranged she showed up at my workplace. She doesn’t know where I work now but if she found out I’d have to call security because she’s psychotic.

But I am looking forward to seeing them.

JD Vance is a couch fucking sociopath.

I find it super chill and for all the talk I see of people being toxic I never see it.

The only instance I’ve blocked is nsfw because I’m not into porn. The others have never bothered me.

American Pie or My Big Fat Greek Wedding.

Honestly I don’t blame them. Sovcits are violent.

Every time I’m in the US I look at every plate I can, but nothing so far. Upstate New York tends to be a bit more sane though.

Wow haha. I would love to see one but they’re not really a thing here I don’t think.

Literally one killed a cop last week in Dallas.

That’s the most hilarious part.

It’s a high of 18C here today.

I see both sides. There’s a great deal of corruption, racism, and ineptitude and shit behaviour by a lot of cops that has led to a deep mistrust and dislike, and it’s valid. Do they deserve to be executed by batshit right wing conspiracy crazies? No. They deserve regulation and discipline and overhaul.

That’s actually not true, a great many of them are black Moorish Science Temple sovcits.

I despise cops for obvious reasons but I honestly don’t think anyone gets paid enough to deal with sovcits.

Oh no he’s batty as can be.

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds is a trip every time. One time he crawled across the audience to get to me and held my hand and together we sang Push The Sky Away, the next time he literally chased me through the audience onto the stage to sing with him, the time after that he peeled my mask off so he could whisper “Hand of God, hand of God” in my face. I look forward to his next North American tour now that his new album is out.

Pets.

My church friends who are people I really love.

Library books. I’m trying to read much more.

I love this so much. As someone who had a pet wild starling for a summer who used to sit on top of my car and bellow at us until someone came out and took him for a ride in the car, I understand this chicken.

Elderly pug has tracheal stenosis and is horking mightily until we pin him down and get cough syrup into him, whereupon we can get a few hours of sleep. If you know of a better way to give a dog cough syrup I’m all ears. Pugs should not be bred, I adopted him from being a stray, but it has to be said they have wonderful personalities. I feel we are in the downswing of his life, but we’ve had ten very great years with him so at least we know we did a good job.

Other mixed breed is the delight of my heart, no health concerns at all, and delightfully funny.

Not cartoon, but a tween nineties Saturday morning show called The Guys Next Door. It was only on for a while but it was actually quite good, and watching clips makes me happy.