*taps mic* hockey players eat carbs and if you are using low-carb as a shortcut to signal “healthy” eating please examine why, thx

the thing about doing a high-stakes thing you’ve never done before while being supervised by five (5) people with contradictory opinions is AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH [implodes under pressure like a poorly designed submersible full of billionaires]

me looking at my work inbox this morning

in the omegaverse, HeaRiv is edgy for being a show about an alpha/alpha romance, but the ao4 (archive of our omegas’ own) is on fire with huddy/connor omega/omega RPF. send post

Reddit post going around about the worst feedback people have ever received from a partner at a law firm and I’m wondering whether there are other fields where it’s as routine to reach the top by being an absolute dogshit manager who bullies and terrorizes subordinates

revitalizing the ancient ways (a lively discussion in the dreamwidth comments section here in the year twenty twenty-six) v-greyson.dreamwidth.org/16223.html

I’ve gone through the stages of grief and decided to land on acceptance for the US men’s team winning gold because it can contribute to a triple gold with the actually important teams, women’s and sled hockey but also has anyone taken the sharp objects out of mcdavid’s austere creepy house

today I am thinking about EAT THE CARP docsteach.org/document/eat...

I do think if Canada loses there’s a real chance McDavid commits seppuku with a sharpened hockey stick on international broadcast

kidfic written by people who appear to have never interacted with an actual human child….your average three-year-old is not mashing banana in a high chair while babbling. they are sitting at the table and asking in complete sentences for a chocolate croissant because a regular croissant is “boring”

maybe this adding this fifth psychiatric medication will fix me

outsider POV fic where Shane and Ilya are barely side characters because it’s just about NTSB and Transport Safety Board Canada investigating what the FUCK is wrong with this hockey team’s plane

I’m still thinking about avgeeks trying to figure out what tf happened because a sudden engine fire during cruise on a big commercial jet???? I think it would be literally unprecedented. the fire would have to be secondary to some other issue and even THEN

1. what if I wrote the avgeek socmed fic about the Centaurs’ plane (I won’t because I’m exhausted but it would be cool) 2. Ilya is not flying coach btwn Boston and Ottawa, he simply is not flying coach ever

relatedly I’m so tired of dealing with mental health professionals who don’t seem to have “long-term management” in their skill set or even like. mental models of patients they could have

me: I got a 2nd opinion from a specialist & they said [medication] is safe in this context & they would be willing to take my scrip over current dr: really! I‘m surprised! [pause for obvious internet searching] hm, I see, the most recent studies say there’s no clinically significant risks

have a consultation with a new therapist on Wednesday and trying to decide if I should make a PowerPoint or just show them the last five memes I’ve saved

I keep noticing these fic disclaimers like “let me know if this is too similar to other stories / if I’ve inadvertently copied something so I can give credit” and like, ok, I appreciate the…academic integrity, I guess, but aren’t most fanfics in dialogue with the rest of the fandom?

watching some Olympics and the sound of the drones is bugging tf out of me. idk how anyone competes with that noise right behind them

Without naming your job, tell me something you say over and over again at work.

toddler, mid-meltdown: I WANT TO BE SAD FOREVER me: …did your father take you into the city to see a marching band when I wasn’t paying attention

anyway, it’s WIP Wednesday (cw: blood)

Essie has a book that thinks “floor” and “claw” should rhyme and I can only conclude this was written by someone from Mass. @seascribble.bsky.social can u confirm

put the kiddo to bed and was cleaning the kitchen with j when we heard kid talking? yelling? not sure, so after it went on for a while, turned the monitor on to make sure he was ok. tuned in just in time to catch the end of a shockingly cogent rendition of Autoclave by @themountaingoats.bsky.social

I would like to take a nap for the next seven to ten business weeks

constantly oscillating between “maybe I should just try doing essentially the same job but for someone who doesn’t button-mashes my Issues like BossF” and “changing jobs is not enough, I need to Abandon My Profession“

writing a court filing that’s basically a summary of a meeting and email thread about scheduling be a litigator they said it’s so fast-paced and interesting they said

I am being punished (having to work this weekend) for my sins (not working last weekend)

feel like I can’t get my brain to engage with anything of substance right now. I keep trying to remove distractions e.g. uninstall silly little phone games. and then my mind is like “ok then we’ll just sit and stare into space”

ok but. in the omegaverse, instead of covering Hudson in lipstick kisses for that photoshoo, they put a fake mating bite on him, right? i think we can all agree

partner: can you look at this regulation me: sure, here’s an outline of my findings partner: thanks! In the meantime I asked [curséd ai tool] to write a memo, plz review me: this is partially correct but also very wrong in some places, I can fix it if you would like? partner: yes please

I simply do not understand how I can be expected to work in these conditions these conditions: so much fuckin hollanov fic being posted EVERY DAY that I want to be READING

gr8 news the storm held off long enough that I got to get dumped on my ass / dump people on their asses for the necessary 90 minutes today and I feel better

I simply think I should be able to tell my boss “no, I can’t work late tonight, my blorbos need to be tortured”

does everyone else feel like they are in a fucking uphill battle fight to the death to get even basic things done every day or just me

ok tonite the bottle of very expensive wine was WORTH IT. I told the sommelier that I wanted to taste the dirt the wine was grown in but also that I wanted it to be plush and fruity. and she DELIVERED

nice to see you, sorry you’re here

I am Once Again wine drunk on the internet

for the past couple months, I have been going to a martial arts class on Saturdays. and today it is cancelled for the holiday weekend. and I’m like but I NEED to roll around on the ground with my buddies :( thats my emotional support grappling :( :( :(

The way Ilya tenses then melts with internal wonder at Shane for knowing the Russian word for father RT if you agree

some days I feel like maybe I should just go finish my WIPs from like. 2010. that would be a fun bit to do.

drunk off $300+/bottle wine from a client dinner, AMA

today she emailed someone in CA at 4:35 AM Eastern and now at 11 AM Eastern is asking why she hasn’t gotten it back. ma’am, zero normal office hours have elapsed in pacific time.

brushing out Connor’s curls HOW DARE. look how they massacred my boy………………stylist is fired in my heart

Two weeks after the All-Star Game, Scott watches a clip of Shane Hollander down on the ice and sees things a bit differently than the commentary. archiveofourown.org/works/77516166

Regular Season Handshake Line is my villain origin story

yesterday at noon my boss gave me a project without a specific deadline. today at 3:48 AM she emailed to say she needed it immediately. nb: we are in the same timezone. it was 3:48 AM for both of us when she did that MAAM I AM ASLEEP

today someone new to dealing with my boss of a decade described working with her as being subject to constant random electrical shocks every time you violate an invisible unspoken rule or expectation and I was like yeah!!!!!! yeah man!!!!! despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

everything reminds me of Them