This is really gonna fuck up the polycule

A queer person said my fit was great today. Mission accomplished.

Great, now I want to write an essay rebuttal because my brain Did Not Like That Thought and needs to process it.

Sooooooo I might be a grad student soon.

Here to post some #birds of Nisqually NWR. Photos of winged birds are mine. Photo of me (a bird) by my partner.

Yet another issue I process in therapy circles back to my father and childhood. So, thanks, parents.

I should bird more.

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I’ve been told my casual aesthetic has become “Portland beatnik” and I couldn’t be happier with the descriptor.

Had to nope out of a blood draw for the first time today. That was… not a good time, yeah. It used to be a 50/50 chance I reacted poorly, but in recent years it’s been more like 90/10.

Oh, yes, for sure, he can have Florida and Utah. (Satire. Russian warship can go fuck itself.)

It feels surreal but the time has come that my selection of gins is depleted and I will have to buy more gin for the first time in like three years.

Sorry… I just love these guys… so much…

Probably one of my favorite wren shots I’ve taken to-date. I just love these spunky little bird fwrends.

I never asked for this @apple

I’m so chill at the dentist’s that my Oura ring tracked today’s visit as a nap.

@mycrushes

Something something, Red state denizens will bear the weight of economic hardships harder than those in Blue states.

Every day I’m saying “what the fuck” a little louder than previously.

Thanks to my great massage therapist, my rotator cuff injury has fully healed—I was finally able to do an overhead press without immediately flagging in pain.

I told my yoga teacher this morning, “I’m running on three hours of sleep and the dredges of day old coffee, but I’m ready to breathe hard and fight god.” Now it’s time for a chicken fried steak treat. #ouraring

Probably the greatest gift my partner’s ex gave us was the notion to chop a cold slice and scramble with eggs and seasonings of choice. Thus: Pizza hash. #foodsky

The dysfunction of the current administration would have me rolling on the floor with laughter were I not lacking the air in my lungs to laugh.

And with that, the PNW’s first spring has come to an end and second winter begins. Welcome back, rain.

RFK Jr. is what the Harkonnens would look like if they were from New Jersey instead of FInland.

Just a little Malheur NWR appreciation. Making trips out to survey birds and get a little lost in the expanse has been a highlight of mine these last couple years.

Yeah, sure, why not add another social media account to my collection?