So, I caught a baby possum barehanded last night. Because it wandered into a brewery where my book club was being held.

Too much internet this morning.

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I was supposed to leave the gym but now they’re playing “Welcome to the Black Parade” on the overhead and I have to get back on the treadmill.

Be safe at No Kings today, sanefam.

Happy #bunnybuttfriday which I only just found out was a thing!

EVERYBODY HAD MATCHING TOWELS! #rocklobster

Where are your troubles now? Forgotten? I told you so. #cabaret

Wu-Tang Clam

I’m not sure when I’ll actually even get a call back for an interview of any kind, but in the meanwhile, I’m going to make the most of the time I have, while I have it.

I’m currently between jobs, doing my best, and all I want to do is give back to my community. I spend my days at the animal shelter and now I just found a food pantry that I can donate to. So I’m gonna get some non perishables together so friends I haven’t met yet can have a little dinner.

Literally spending the entire day in bed with one of the bunnies and he’s being a little cinnamon roll after trying to destroy a patch of my shag rug.

“I can’t tell if I’m warm or you’re warm. Like, am I having a hot flash? Or is it you? Because you’re naturally pretty warm? Are we just warm together?” Me to the rabbit glued to my side.

Rest in peace, Jane Goodall. You taught us that kindness is a form of strength and that respect for life in all its forms is the truest measure of humanity. You will be dearly missed.

No use in sitting alone in your cage, come hear the music play. Life is a cabaret old bun, come to the cabaret!

Fighter jets over my hometown because some dipshit decided to come to my island and play golf.

I just realized I’m older than Keke Palmer and now I feel actually ancient. I thought we were on the same playing field. We’re not 🥲

This is still the dumbest timeline ever. I’ve rolled my eyes at so many headlines that I think I’m developing a new muscle.

I’ve reached peak existence - petting rabbits while reading at the same time - volunteering at the animal shelter. I just KNOW capitalism is gonna fuck this up for me.

Absolutely in love with this shelter bunny. #adoptdontshop

Ever feel like a word is ending in a proposition? Chromatophore.

I keep falling in love at this animal shelter.

Worked my first volunteer position at the Animal Shelter yesterday, in the bunny room, socializing the bunnies. It was great. Can’t wait to go again today.

Firefighters are kinda winning me over with their Dalmatian mascot #bananaball

In other news, I accidentally drank a full can of Alani while making bunny dinners and now I’m A W A K E.

Am I writing random bunny-related fiction? Hell if I know.

“What up, sports fans!?” I say as I walk into the bedroom. Both bunnies swivel their ears at me, perplexed. Neither of them like sports. Pippin favors books and Pixie prefers transcendental meditation. I feel the weight of their judgement for just a moment before they settle back down, ears flat.

I really need to stop this whole PMDD thing. Being an insane werewolf is totally cramping my joie de vivre.

Day three of having songs from Cabaret randomly pop into my head and hijack my thoughts.

Saw Cabaret, went in blind. Total devastation. Excellent performances, gorgeous theater setting.

Going to the gym with consistency has actually started to yield results. How fun!

Someone said to me, “now stop fucking talking to me” Wish granted.

Watched Y2K movie last night after Terrifier and I’m not sure if it was trying to be scary or funny but it did neither. #spookyseason

Halloween is already in my heart even though tomorrow is going to be almost 85 degrees. Watching Terrifier to kick things off. #nowwatching

applying for jobs in 2025

Watching Margaret Cho kicking everyones butt in Jeopardy was masterful. Love her.

Someone made the lyrics to Helena with LinkedIn names and I totally forgot until the song came on while I was at the gym and I almost died.

#NowReading Death of the Author - Nnedi Okorafor #booksky

#AmReading Joan Didion - The Year of Magical Thinking

I have so much sympathy for men who drop their weights at the gym. Poor little dudes.

#NowReading: Careless People - Sarah Wynn-Williams

Ok, so if I want to see My Chemical Romance, I could fly to Chile and see them for $161. Or I could stay local and see them for $1000.

I both love and think it’s so silly when I go to the vet and my bunnies have my last name. I usually just think of them mononymously, like Cher. Or Zendaya.

Up in the morning and my little besties are just hanging out under my desk, completely unaware that I would do literally anything at all to always keep them happy and safe. #lionhead #rescues

Anyone else a little anxious with the state of…well, basically everything?

Woulds’t thou like to live vicariously?

Headed to silent book club! Very happy to have a quiet moment with a book.

In case I get murdered: *The USA is rapidly sliding into a fascist dictatorship and nobody is doing a single thing about it, and if I’ve been murdered, at least I don’t have to see the fruit come to bear. Corruption and greed are killing this country and private equity hurts everyone.

With YouTube and Spotify asking for ID - are we all officially going back to CD players? Because as a millennial, that would be bomb dot com.

The only thing I really appreciate about baseball is that eating hotdogs is encouraged.