Taking a raincheck from Lunacid this week in favor of a game I can save on short notice in case the storm comes back.

Putzing around some more in Obenseuer!

www.twitch.tv/steampossum/

Double, double toil & trouble...

A halloweeny commission for @havenbat.bsky.social! 🎃🦇🧹

I wanted to play more Baby Steps but my ass is so tired after today. Gonna chill with Obenseuer instead.

Come hang out!

www.twitch.tv/steampossum/

Always looking out for a friend!

Commission for @sheenahyena.bsky.social!

Sometimes I do wish I could just smash all my accounts together into one and avoid the hassle but that creates its own problems

I do feel a little bit bad about doing so much reposting of my other accounts here, but I suppose it doesn't really matter if I'm reposting my own art to people who followed me for my art to begin with

As for stuff like my streams, idk, take it or leave it I guess 🤷

Groceries have been covered, but I can still take a couple more slots!

If you wanted to grab anything, now's the time to do it because it might be a minute before I can open again!

Spooky season BEGINS

Yeah I'm a bit of a rulebreaker, a bit of a rebel. I lick the spoon when making brownies even though the box says not to. I'm hardcore like that.

I KNOW that tastes like green apple/blue raspberry color changing Fun Dip

Oh they were "non-toxic" back then too, but teaching kids to huff markers for fun still probably wasn't the smartest marketing move in history haha

(It was probably formaldehyde)

Which just reminds me of how I bought a glue stick a year or two ago and was disappointed that it didn't smell as good as I remember them doing when I was a kid.

Just remembered something from my childhood and I'm not sure what's crazier: The fact they marketed "fruit scented" permanent markers to kids in the 90s, or the fact they apparently still make them.

I assume they cook fewer braincells nowadays.

I would never have to worry about soundproofing for stream again

Anyway what I'm trying to say is I need to buy so many pillows

I'm tired of survival, I need to be comfortable and to find joy in the simple act of existing in my space

I gotta reclaim my happiness

How much have I missed out on to thinking about how uncomfortable my chair is, or how much my desk makes my wrist hurt, or how boring my room is, or how am I going to pay my bills, or do I have enough money to keep food in the house

I can control some of those things, maybe the others would follow

Been padding up again recently after a loooooooong dry spell and it is nice to have the space to be comfy for a while, even if the circumstances that allow it aren't the best.

I can't help but wonder where my interests and artistic output would be if I were in a comfier, more secure environment.