I did it. I watched Raymond Burr's final movie as Perry Mason tonight and I'm not ashamed to say I cried a little. In just shy of a year, I've watched every minute of Burr playing Perry Mason—every episode of the show and every TV movie. This character has come to mean so much to me and Burr's portrayal of him was so good and so special. I'm glad I still have a handful of the books left to read because I'm not ready to be finished with him.
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How to make sure no one wants to be friends with you: openly shame people
i'm sorry but anyone who actively defends and/or supports proshitters deserve to be shamed for it tbh, i already stated in my pinned post i don't condone it.
if you genuinely think i want to make friends with somebody who sympathizes with people who are into that shit/see nothing wrong with proshipping than you're clearly mistaken. hate all you want, at the end of the day at least i'm not the pervert shipping kids with adults 💀
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29 January - 4 February
Got cross-trained on a different system at work (yay knowledge) but the processes in place are not the most efficient (reader, they suck). We have related programs that work so smoothly and are basically the same thing a little to the left. Why, oh why, can’t we implement those tweaks here?
Made myself go to the doctor for the first time in like. Five years. Finally got this season’s COVID booster (have had such a hard time with the pharmacies around here and finally this clinic had it). I even scheduled my follow up appointments. I haaaate the meatsuit-maintenance aspect of ~self care~ (do not perceive me!) even though I know it’s necessary.
I’ve gotten really bad about starting books very enthusiastically and then just…not finishing them. I started three books this week and finished none of them (I did read several short stories for that ghost stories class, though!)
My coworker’s 14-year-old daughter recently came out as a lesbian and my coworker is frequently asking me for advice on how to relate to her, and is always excited to share with me all the cute stuff her daughter and her girlfriend are up to - this weekend it was a painting-each-other date and picnic, which, aw. The kids are all right and my heart is full.
I started my next crochet project, a simple baby blanket for my sister (we all have our suspicions, but if not, well, the blanket can wait). I did the first dozen rows and ow, my hands. But the yarn is so so soft and such a pretty shade of green, and I love the rhythm of it while I let my brain just zone out.
It’s been cooler this week but we got lots of sunshine. The local coffee shop a few blocks down from my office released their February specials, and while I’m not normally into their funky flavor combos (they’re usually way too sweet) they do have a rose-vanilla latte that might be my new favorite. The coziness of winter with the floral promise of spring.
I went for dinner with a close friend that I hadn’t seen in a few months, and while we were catching up he told me he had been diagnosed with and started radiation treatment for bone cancer. I didn’t know what to say. All I know how to do is help with cooking and household stuff and just hang out, and trust that if he needs more he’ll tell me. He’s estranged from his family and has just a few close friends, and while I respect his reservations, I worry that he’ll suffer more than he needs to, that he won’t let the people who do care about him do more for him. But so far his prognosis is good, so we’re hoping to have a really enthusiastic celebration for his 30th birthday (and hopefully remission? Please?) in June.
Hello, February. Please be kinder.
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