|ｰﾟ)!! |   (ﾉﾟдﾟ)ﾉ!!!     So excited to have a story out with @dishsoapquart.bsky.social Like most things I write, this was born from a family conversation, in particular, one I had with my very logical and sentimental uncle.

My latest story "Essential" is now available in After Happy Hour Review's print issue #5. It received an honorable mention in their Work and Labor Contest. You can listen to an excerpt of it online where I try my best not to breathe loudly and then fail. afterhappyhourreview.com/Manshon.html

I can always count on my mother to go along with my bullshit. (I did get into a fight with a bird though.)

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Living with your sibling as an adult is very similar to when you were a child, except instead of running away to avoid getting beat up when you piss her off, you are both too tired so the beating is psychological.

Converse making their platform shoes even platformier is like Oreos making quadruple MEGA stuf when nobody asked for it.

Honored to have a piece out in Prime Number Magazine. This story has a special place in my heart and I'm so glad it can be shared with everyone. Special thanks to Kevin Morgan Watson, their fairy godmother editor, for making dreams come true. www.press53.com/issue-283-po...

Current collection. Already thinking of rearranging my room for sword nukes anime merch I don't have 🪸

Big things happening soon, but mainly I'm just excited for the Kagurabachi announcement tomorrow. (ﾟДﾟ≡ﾟДﾟ)ﾞ!!

Overheard the First Born watching Prince of Egypt and just ran/slid across the apartment in my socks so I could yell "By the Power of Ra" at her.

Just once I'd like to wake up without feeling like I've isekaied into a body out to get me.

A Level 2 adult told me (Level 3) I have young vibes and I know it was meant as a compliment, but I didn't hit my thirties and suddenly there were talks about sending me to a farm upstate.

It was 28°C yesterday and today it is full on snowing. Even the weather can't shake its seasonal depression.

Nothing like a rainy day, a good cup of tea and blasting Linkin Park throughout the apartment.

Two acceptances in the past month have me feeling like the prettiest girl at the ball.

Yesterday for the first time in its life, my shoulder cracked sideways.

How do people just walk down stairs without looking?

First dates should happen at a grocery store. You can eliminate so many people early on just watching how they shop for items, if they know what said item even is, etc. Beats having to find out they were incompetent later on.

Someone just called it a "toy plane built to scale." The flight attendants are going down the aisle sideways. !! (ﾟﾛﾟﾉ)ﾉ

Holy shit. Just got on the smallest plane. I think first class help fly it.

I've been so locked in on Lanternfly Watch, I almost bitch slapped a butterfly because it approached from my blindspot.

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Convinced her to buy sticky hand toys and she legit asked me what was the point of them. You throw it. Against the wall. And it sticks. What more do you need to have a good time??

Doing my due diligence as the Second Born helping buy toys for the First Born's Soles4Souls trip because the First Born had to learn about taxes and shake hands with adults instead of playing with yo-yos like me.

Submittable got me out here checking my messages like I'm waiting for a boy to text me back.

Went camping and survived!

The First Born has secretly been buying frozen fish. It's a secret because we grew up by the sea, but don't live there anymore, we like fish, but not over the counter stuff, and if our father found out about all the dishonor we were defrosting, we would never hear the end of it.

Every time I visit my parents I see this brush my father's had since his culinary school days. It's lost a good portion of its bristles, is supported by cardboard on both sides, and is almost the same age as the First Born (approx. 35ish years).

Still traumatized by that one time in high school while waiting for the city bus, someone said, "It smells like the sun?" and everyone tried to find the source of the smell while I had to pretend it wasn't my pasty, sunscreen lathered self.

So this happened (ﾟﾛﾟﾉ)ﾉ Thankful to the Los Angeles Review folks for trusting this piece and helping me shape it into its final form. losangelesreview.org/approaching-...

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Maybe the reason girls do that gross thing where they drop their hair everywhere is because they're subconsciously leaving behind evidence they were there, in case they ever go missing.

Creating wax seals for my characters and it's down to the last two, but I got distracted by silk moths and how cute and fluffy and totally domesticated they are and did you know silk moths have lost the ability to fly after years of being bred and also when will the internet stop internetting me?

Just drank pickled beet juice from the jar because that's where I'm at right now.

Remember when we thought The Matrix was wild?

Why sleep when you can make 2am dumplings? It's not ~depression~ or OCD, but "research for a story."

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