Many of you have heard the story about the time I met a woman so distractingly beautiful, I accidentally cut off one of my fingers . . . I'm seeing her tonight for the first time in 9 years. Wish me luck. XD
Watching a genius-level person with no formal background just joyfully and naturally discover a line cliche progression-based counterpoint and play with it has to be one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen in my life. Theory doesn't create music, it just lets us vibe about it afterwards.
As we spiral into fascism that wants people like me and mine to suffer, the 1st hand anxiety gets ever worse, but the 2nd hand anxiety for those I love is what really hits eats every day. I'm working harder than ever to use my privilege to help those who I can, but the emotional exhaustion . . .
Whoah, TIL they revived the franchise! I played the JP version before it flopped, lol. But I'm a sucker for trying things my friends are playing! (so long as there's no gatcha.)
Oversized queen frame dismantled and moved, new frame put together, 12" mattress swapped for the 14" one, all by myself. One bruise, but no blood! At least my reward is sleeping on a brand new bed. ^_^
. . . and I am now realizing that the last time I physically lifted this mattress and these bedframe parts was eight years back -well over one(1) HRT ago. 😅
This Rave - at least a quarter therian / furry - at least half GNC / trans - working DDR and IIDX rigs adjacent to dancefloor - several full gothic lolita 'fits - most of the lineup have appeared on mainstream rhythm games - drums *and* bass
Work overtime all week. Exhausted. Get really excited for weekend. Realize I'm lonely and unmotivayed. Work more to try and pass the time. Still exhausted.
Up at midnight getting paid to do infosec work while listening to a beautiful loved one play dark techno. It isn't the cyberpunk future we imagined, but it's at least a lot comfier. And I have honey tea. And CBG. 😌
my toxic relationship trait is my crippling inability to be the first one to hit the "end call" button when saying goodnight to a loved one on discord. 🥹
haha, we've already had *too* much reason to learn it for the last year. (that said, I am playing with it set to French! the girls' voices are so cute.)
the sudden realization that trauma is essentially a mechanic in hardcore games and that this is probably why my interest in gaming tapered off ~9 years ago . . .
"I never tasted honey so sweet as your love your tenderness knocked me off my feet I fell in love with the sweet taste of blood from a stone it's torture masquerading as bliss the feeling has gone left me so far from home and I'm feeling alone"
Some of the best advice I ever heard about playing an instrument: leave one where you can see it. Instruments are things of beauty and will attract you to playing them and practice will never be a chore.
