I referenced Emily Dickinson in therapy today and then compared childhood trauma analysis to lake turnover. The frequency with which I compare emotional functionality to cell biology is Too Often. Like I KNOW I’m unbearable and YET.

… This is screaming Midlife Crisis, but I really have the urge to make a weekly podcast that borrows a format from Baby Geniuses.

It’s so weird. My job description seems to be missing “stay at home and play Baldur’s Gate 3.”

Between attending a funeral for a college friend and an engagement party for another college friend in the same evening, I’ve now seen about 75% of the people I’ve remained friends with over the last two decades within the last 24 hours. I haven’t felt belonging like this in ages.

Hey. Good news. My cholesterol levels are stellar and also I’m building muscle mass.

Normalize laughing derisively in men's faces when they deserve it.

Alyssa Liu is the coolest person alive.

Gym, podcast guesting, funeral, engagement party. (See: club, bus, club, another club)

Choppa Khan

NOT BROOKE SHIELDS CASUALLY DROPPING THAT SHE KNEW TRUMAN CAPOTE.

I like my men like I like my coffee: in my basement freezer.

I often imagine what it would be like if I streamed the games I play, but I know for a fact it would be one single hour of Pokemon where I just repeatedly scream “GET IN THE BALL!”

ICEMAN: Damn, the Professor is pissed today. ANGEL: He and Lilandra are fighting. She mentioned it in the chat. STORM: You’re in a group chat with Lilandra? ANGEL: Yep. ICEMAN: Is this a bird people thing or a rich people thing or a - ANGEL: - rich bird people thing, yes.

Out: resting b*tch face In: Sustained Silent Reading

Nothing is as satisfying as an unexpected Counterspell.

Nothing like a weekly checkin with the coach to make a guy go “hmm, someone has been flirting with scoliosis I see.”

Prosaic (adj.) — plain, lacking liveliness. Barbara Ygmi’s performance in the main challenge was prosaic at best. She was aiming for deadpan, but her delivery was dead on arrival.

I meant to post this last night but then I played too much couch co-op BG3 with my partner and then immediately fell asleep. I hit a new standard bar deadlift PR! I’m going to add 20lbs next week and see what happens. Slowly but surely I will conquer my deadlift anxiety.

“What do you think Judith Butler is doing for her birthday this year?” “Probably gender.”

“I think that cat is going to throw up.” “That’s a twink trying to pop his ass.”

Emulge (verb) — to milk or drain out

Choosing not to rerack your weights is Republican behavior.

Brain: “I can’t believe we’ve taken this much time away from the gym.” The clock: “It’s been 28 hours. And you are going today. Stop. Just stop. Seek joy, Linda.”

Creatine gummies: “The serving size is four gummies with the total volume of a Snickers bar. They also taste like fruit punch disinfectant. But you wouldn’t want to swallow a pill, right?”

Throwing ass is quick way to fall off a stairmaster.

Thee separate mean gays at my gym have looked at me with dismissive disgust this week. Queer people did not throw bricks at Stonewall so your Barry’s Bootcamp, Bed-Stuy mustache, gremlin-ass self could be mean to people in the GYM. We either all feel bad together or feel great together at the gym.

A small subset of the kids might be okay based on a convo between two teens I overheard today: “Ugh. I know you’re in a straight relationship, but you don’t have to be a straight person. Grow up.”

“Big arms!” “A man who is a beef burrito!” “Did you buy your muscles at Home Goods?” “Father figure!” I just need you to know that the energy I bring to the function is a cat in a frog hat.

Hi, I love you.

Make your friends mad by telling them you have only seen one Star War and it is Episode 2: the one with space C-SPAN.

The Jeff Goldblum bathroom. Life finds a way but can’t find her light.

@walthickey.bsky.social Chat, please follow my friend and favorite Pulitzer Prize winner who may or may not know how to make a grilled cheese sandwich.

I used to have a tense working relationship with a contractor and today she told me I am her favorite client to work with. This is my “channeling the weave at the brink of annihilation” level of emotional intelligence moment of the day. LINK WITH ME, SISTERS. WE’RE SENDING AN EDIBLE ARRANGEMENT.

Oh no. I caffeinated past the productivity zone and entered “murmuration of birds in human flesh” territory.

ngl.link/caseyallense... It’s desk duty at the V-Day Dance time. Hello. Questions? Comments? Concerns? Feedback for management?

I’ve had a full day of Difficult Conversations with coworkers and I feel ALIVE. Unfortunately Radical Candor really is that girl.

For real though I am floored that this is me. Looking at current pictures a day or two out constantly fills me with pure bewilderment. I’m nowhere near “done,” but this is beyond my wildest dreams from when I started lifting. It’s corny, but I’m just appreciative of having stuck with it.

Remember that one singular time I took real pictures? (It was a shoot about the impacts of oil on coastal swamp environments.) This baby man. This tiny, angular creature.

The cut hasn’t officially started yet but I’m already seeing more definition. I hope I can hang onto most of the size visually, but also… I’m very happy with how things are progressing.

Ok so do we think I could rock pierced ears??

It took 95% of my RAM not to tell a stranger at the gym that he looks like the sea otter from Animal Crossing: New Horizons in a pleasant way.

I’m playing defensive line* tonight. *protecting my 3D printer from my cats while it finishes leveling itself flat.

If I were a MtG Planeswalker there would be two versions of me: Azorius - Casey, forever DM Simic - Casey, Data-Driven Weightlifer

A thing I love about Aetherdrift was that amongst the horde of cars and pod racers there were also people riding cats and just dudes on rollerblades.

I’ve canceled three sets of plans for today. It’s going to be one of those “it takes everything I have to gather the spoons to take out the trash” kind of days.

I love shoulder day so much. Also the shorts will return when weather permits, but it’s blustery up in these streets.

Oh. Uh. Hi.

I need a MtG x Sailor Moon crossover. Let me have Cat Puzzle Bad Lady as a commander. Please.

Friday optional arm day. I opted for arms.

I just want to live in a commune with all my friends so we can gather in the hot tub and yap.