Introducing the novel concept of "clothes RAM", which is when I have 4 or 5 different outfits cached on various chairs in my living room, ready for quick retrieval.

The Team for Therapeutic Wednesday Injections tells of a successful injection during this week's therapy session, due to exceptional schedule modifications. Music is the Trauermusik beim Tode Siegfrieds, Götterdämmerung Act 3 Scene 2, because I am a portentous bitch

Misgendered! at the blood lab Bitch I come in looking like this and you "sir" me? Smh ppl with med degrees really can't read (social cues)

Richtig schön und anschaulich! In Kombination mit de.pghrt.diy sehr empfehlenswert 😜

This is how I want to dress everyday

@katie.bzky.team another one!

And the finished product! I'm quite pleased, but maybe another colour next time.

Enamel experiments

Honourable mentions: "Hehe! hehe! hieher! hieher! Tückischer Zwerg!" (Rheingold S3) "So wenig achtest du ewige Wonne" (Walküre Act 2 S4) These all suit various occasions and cover all communicative needs.

Considering communicating exclusively in Wagner movement titles, here some examples: "Halt du Gieriger! Gönne mir auch was!" (Rheingold, S4) "Müd am Herd fand ich den Mann" (Walküre, Act 1 S2) "Wohin schleichst du eilig und schlau?" (Siegfried, Act 2 S3) "Hoiho! Hoihohoho!" (G'dämmerung Act 2 S3)

Medieval Tgirl coming up with a computus pellis et hormonalis to track when to shave before hair removal sessions and when to inject, painstakingly copying the tables to share at the next trans council

Big Hat

It is May 2nd and my nemesis is already here: 25°+ weather None of my outfits work anymore, I am a sweaty brick, kill me now

Butch-style boymoding

You stand in line at Berghain to party, I stand in line at Hokey Pokey to get ice-cream. We are not the same.

Happy International Worker's Day! (feat. a print I did 5 years ago)

Vibe: holy stigmata, holy blood

Look mom, I'm on TV!

*cue dramatic music* I'm gonna be on TV

The Investigative Committee for Possibly Overtuned Wednesday Injections announces that blood will be drawn next week to determine whether or not i am pregmaxxing and stressed out because of it. Music is Makedonsko devojče by Jonče Hristovski, in honor of all beautiful girls (so all girls)

What a beautiful day to inject essential oils #aromatherapy

Eating overpriced (but delicious) La Maison kouign amann by the Landwehrkanal on a sunny spring day, you might be tricked into thinking everything will be okay

Another dolls comic, another banger

From your lips to God's ear

Woefully araide / My blode, woman, / for thee ran (I cut one of those little red liver spots while shaving my tits and you better believe I hopped out mid-shower to take this shot. My religious ecstasies grow ever more extravagant)

Chromed Up

Spending my evenings productively (ha ha) setting arch (btw) up *again*, knowing full well I will probably break it *again* in a couple weeks. But every time I learn something and end up with a nicer setup, getting ready for the big jump on desktop one day™

Most upsetting thing to happen this month 😭 Years and years of muscle and spatial memory to unlearn

One year married - one year of change - to many more of both

Agnus Dei

Why is it that when you have loud neighbours it's always the shittiest techno you ever heard or indiscriminate yelling, and not loudly reciting poetry or practising Bach on the harpsichord. Anyway, death penalty for loud neighbours now

6 years ago I made this linocut of Lenin (not only for political reasons: my MA thesis had to do with him) I should get back into printing more

My projected earnings for the year just got reduced by about 4k (over -10% lol) and my last hope at a real job is quickly evaporating. Meanwhile transition-related expenses keep rising and my mental health requires a certain level of sumptuary spending. Interesting times ahead, thisisfine.jpeg, etc.

Tragedy at the DM: I had bought a vial of valerian tincture (for my conniptions) and was leaving the store as my tote slipped from my feeble hands and fell to the floor, shattering the vial in the bag. Valerian has a pungent odour, not unlike that of smelly feet. I can now never go back to that DM.

I'm a bandana girl now (she has crippling hair dysphoria)

Just saw a girl in the ubahn eat what I thought was a literal bread sandwich (thick slice of brown bread between two halves of a brötchen) and was thinking "wow, girl breakfast" but it turns out it is a slice of meatloaf and now the bahn stinks 😖

Reposting in honour of the new photo functionality

another one for lesbian visibility week!

The Seminar for Stressed Wednesday Injections submits a report of a slightly painful injection. The stress is not injection-related. Music is the aria Spera, consolati by Antonio Caldara

I think I mostly do okay with dysphoria these days, I don't let it slow me down, but if there is one thing that consistently drives me to despair and makes me want to just give everything up, it is my stupid fucking hair. Why am I cursed with it

Burning the candle at both ends, living deliciously in wasteful indulgence, I drown the past and am blind to the morrow.

Life before hrt: I don't want to work because life is suffering and I have no potential for more suffering Life after hrt: I don't want to work because I need to frolick and experience the unbounded joy of existence I'm fucked either way!

Another nice evening at the local queer questioning group. I get to give my little spiel on HRT (and more specifically the DIY kind) pretty much every time and it makes me feel like I'm giving something back.

Pregaming my shopping session with some anti-rainy day treats

I'm just a simple country girl, y'all

It's spring! Positives: warmth, sunlight, ice-cream Negatives: intense, overwhelming, Soul-destroying gender envy

Really wish I could post more selfies but I still Look Like A Man™ so I can't without obliterating my self 😔

Girl dinner in the ICE (waffles and white chocolate, not accepting any feedback at this point, thank you)