texts from @natsparaccio.bsky.social, volume 167

the person responsible for the new messages interface on the last iphone update has clearly never taken a screenshot of a text… this is awful

Three years in LA. I love the life I’ve made here, and everyone who is a part of it. Feeling immensely grateful and proud. Thank you, thank you, thank you. 🤍

too much timing runnings errands is spent waiting for the people of southern california to FUCKING MOOOOOOOOVE

if i tag you in my IG story and you don’t share it, i’m just going to assume you hate me

working on making art for the public again has reminded me why i stopped lol

only 16 calendars left! shop link is in my bio if you want to grab yours before they sell out

it’s that time again 🤍 2026 nature calendars are ready for ordering

texts with my daughter, part 127

i am tired of the government finding more and more and more ways to take my money!!!!!!! i’ve!! had!! enough!!!!!!

texts from @natsparaccio.bsky.social

fire aaron boone immediately

if everyone on my street didn’t know before that a yankee fan lives here, they know now

if you leave your yappy ass dog outside unattended for extended periods of time, you are a piece of shit

this will go down as one of my favorite things anyone has ever said to me

what time is the rapture

going to make a list of every time in a day i do/want to quote billy madison

happy birthday to the one and only @ihavethatonvinyl.com! i’m so lucky you’re my mom 🖤

was in new york for a fun-filled ten days and my favorite part was my nephews and my friends kids remembering me AND my name. gonna be riding this high until it happens again.

love when people make an incomplete sentence starting with “because” and think they’re being poetic and deep when really THEY ARE MAKING NO FUCKING SENSE.

in new york and someone just asked if i was “on line” and not “in line.” i love being amongst my people.

may the love of someone who asks our social media followers to vote for us for America’s Favorite Couple never find me

coldplay’s first two albums are absolute bangers and i am not ashamed to admit that

baseball broadcasts are legally required to say “how about that” at least twice per game

got sick five times in three months, which is unreasonably strange for me. burnt tf out, i guess. used up all of my PTO after the third time, and had all these unexpected copays, so i am pretty financially behind. if anyone has a lil to spare for lil me in these trying times, venmo is natsparaccio 🙃

i love watching dodgers/padres game with the windows open and really claiming my position as the only padres fan on my street

go fuck yourself, @mlb.com

my soul left my body watching the fox news feed glitching out as the tanks roll past the president’s observation stand and the announcer’s voice echoes across the mostly empty streets, “special thanks to our sponsor, palantir”

Hello. I live in Los Angeles. The president is lying.

i really love that the lighting of the bathroom is such a consistently important detail of mookie’s injury

sports? never heard of her

i accidentally wrote “may 50th” as today’s date. and honestly, that feels correct.

so @natsparaccio.bsky.social is at the yanks/angels game and when ben rice hit the homer, she stood up and yelled THAT'S MY SON

good morning, new york islanders fans, how are we feeling?

thinking about when foxing used i don't want to wait as their intro song and i absolutely lost my shit and was screaming "THIS WAS MY MYSPACE SONG"

had a dream i was watching a 800 acre fire come at me on the watch duty app lol

🥲🥲🥲

*sinatra voice* Start binging the bongs

now that brand new is back, i can really focus on the void in my heart that circa survive has left

“landlord” is such an INSANE term. LORD??? of the LAND???

saw a post that made me miss @nickhexum311.bsky.social’s humor so hard. i’m so mad at them. i need them here to say shit like “inventing a guy who pronounces ‘popsicle’ like an ancient greek name”

my friend is dead i have to just like… go about my business and pack a lunch and go to work... feels insane

jim forever.

me: *chugs 16oz of black iced coffee* why do i have acid reflux?

the islanders got first draft pick. nobody can hurt me.

i hate it here

times are rough, so i have decided to sell my cherished limited edition devil and god record for $175 + shipping, or $150 if you're on long island and can pick it up from east meadow this weekend. red halloween release, numbered out of 666 🖤

living with a singer means hearing the same two lines of a song being sung over and over and over and over and over again forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever

WHAT’S UP EVERYBODY WE’RE DRY FOR JESUS

one year ago today @natsparaccio.bsky.social went to a springsteen show and