Tonight's super blue blood moon eclipse, as seen in Quezon City, Philippines. https://octodon.social/media/xf80j9UGaw7Yxjxig30
Christ, I bought two more dresses.
My eldest sister and I are exchanging messages and I am on my toes.
I just realized...that if I want and buy fewer things....I wouldn't need to work so hard just to have money to be able to afford them all? Like, what a concept. #epiphany
So a spider just dropped down right in front of my face. That was fun.
Shit. A couple of people want to hang next month and ask me for freelance advice AND I HAVE NO INFORMATION FOR THEM as I have basically been winging it the entire time.
I just wrote some things down on my to-do list *after* they were finished just so I could cross them out.
Also, and this may sound a bit melodramatic, I've realized that I should be the one to give myself permission to be me.
I didn't mean to gobble up a huge bowl of pasta, and yet...
I dreamed I was in yoga class and that I fell asleep while in balasana and I woke up in a panic because I knew it was something that's likely to happen in real life.
Currently in a social situation. I just want to sleep.
Currently being an ass on Facebook, if being an ass means decrying sexism in advertising.
In the middle of editing a document on fracture characteristics of rocks (this is not a relevant detail unless some metaphor can arise from this), I suddenly realized that a lot of anguish and drama I go through in life stems from me wanting and trying to be liked by people, and trying to gain people's attention and approval. And it sounds so cliché, but what I really need to do is to like myself a whole lot more.
Does anybody else scream a little when they walk into their room because it's a mess?
I finally put these fluffy babies up on Redbubble! https://octodon.social/media/7AINbeElaMg9sWJ__uo
I think this year will involve me reassessing my friendships and relationships and recalibrating the amount of effort and affection I spend on them. Does that sound terribly callous?
Likely going to ring in the new year in front of my computer and working, which is not a bad way to do it, because holy hells I need to work and I need money.
Nissin Raoh, though. What a masterpiece.
What was supposed to be an art supply destash turned into an art supply exchange.
Currently thinking about finally getting grown-up bags. Mid-range designer brand recommendations are most welcome.
