JL Kaufmann
@jlkaufmann.bsky.social
Overcaffeinated scribbling person
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I was cooking dinner when one of the cats came scampering in with a mouse, that he promptly let loose in the kitchen.
Mayhem.
Mayhem.
January 7, 2026 at 9:48 PM
I was cooking dinner when one of the cats came scampering in with a mouse, that he promptly let loose in the kitchen.
Mayhem.
Mayhem.
After the Sadmin we went for a walk across the fields to the church to clear our heads. It turned into a very long walk and we got home frozen, covered in mud, and desperate for tea and cake. I cannot describe how lovely tea and cake ARE in such circumstances.
Being my mother’s emotional support human while she does a LOT of immensely tedious post-death admin. I believe Rev. Richard Coles called it ‘sadmin’.
January 7, 2026 at 5:32 PM
After the Sadmin we went for a walk across the fields to the church to clear our heads. It turned into a very long walk and we got home frozen, covered in mud, and desperate for tea and cake. I cannot describe how lovely tea and cake ARE in such circumstances.
Being my mother’s emotional support human while she does a LOT of immensely tedious post-death admin. I believe Rev. Richard Coles called it ‘sadmin’.
January 7, 2026 at 12:34 PM
Being my mother’s emotional support human while she does a LOT of immensely tedious post-death admin. I believe Rev. Richard Coles called it ‘sadmin’.
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Splendid thread to uplift your timeline and for mental refreshment amid the ongoing everything.
It's the 3rd of January 1939, your name is professor James Smith and you are staring at a drawing of a fish. It's not a regular fish. It is a completely impossible fish.
January 7, 2026 at 11:34 AM
Splendid thread to uplift your timeline and for mental refreshment amid the ongoing everything.
I dreamed about my stepDad last night, a sad dream reliving his last couple of days, and rather focused on the indignities of being helpless and bed-bound, and his discomfort and restlessness. So this morning I am miserable. Thanks for that, brain.
January 7, 2026 at 9:14 AM
I dreamed about my stepDad last night, a sad dream reliving his last couple of days, and rather focused on the indignities of being helpless and bed-bound, and his discomfort and restlessness. So this morning I am miserable. Thanks for that, brain.
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It's so quaint how in the 90s we worried that kids were gonna get fucked up by tamagotchis and now they're just giving every kid a free robot that generates child porn and tells you how to commit suicide
January 7, 2026 at 8:55 AM
It's so quaint how in the 90s we worried that kids were gonna get fucked up by tamagotchis and now they're just giving every kid a free robot that generates child porn and tells you how to commit suicide
Down here the weather has quite suddenly changed from snow and frost to pouring rain. As I was walking up from the station in the afternoon, skidding slightly on the black ice from time to time, I felt wind shift round and come in from the south, smelling of seawater and rainwater.
January 6, 2026 at 11:35 PM
Down here the weather has quite suddenly changed from snow and frost to pouring rain. As I was walking up from the station in the afternoon, skidding slightly on the black ice from time to time, I felt wind shift round and come in from the south, smelling of seawater and rainwater.
I'm back at my parents' house and have spent a good 40 minutes cradling The Squoof like a human baby.
January 6, 2026 at 6:42 PM
I'm back at my parents' house and have spent a good 40 minutes cradling The Squoof like a human baby.
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anyway if you want to help me celebrate my birthday instead of the anniversary of the insurrection feel free to leave a review of a book somewhere on the internet (maybe even mine)
My book THE SHAMSHINE BLIND was a Library Journal Top 10 SFF 2023, if you'd like a distraction this week in which folks doing the good work* capsize a conspiracy to turn the US into a theocratic dictatorship this sci-fi/noir/alt-history might be for you
*tracking down caches of illicit feelings
*tracking down caches of illicit feelings
January 6, 2026 at 2:36 PM
anyway if you want to help me celebrate my birthday instead of the anniversary of the insurrection feel free to leave a review of a book somewhere on the internet (maybe even mine)
My favourite, most comfortable boots are starting to fall apart. I have already resoled them but now the leather is tearing. I am desolate.
January 6, 2026 at 3:10 PM
My favourite, most comfortable boots are starting to fall apart. I have already resoled them but now the leather is tearing. I am desolate.
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Morning bump. Sorry. Thank you.
I hate to do this, but I have to reapply for SNAP and QMB status, which means I am $350 short in support this month. I can’t cover that. I hate to ask for help, but I have no choice until my coverage restarts in Arkansas. If you can help, I have PayPal and Venmo.
PayPal.me/Quiara
Venmo: QuiaraH
PayPal.me/Quiara
Venmo: QuiaraH
Pay Quiara Hazlewood using PayPal.Me
Go to paypal.me/Quiara and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries.
PayPal.me
January 6, 2026 at 2:05 PM
Morning bump. Sorry. Thank you.
The thing that absolutely gobsmacks me about AI techbros - they think it’s cool the AI does the creative work? Leaving us free to, what? Stack shelves? The creative work is the GOOD bit. Would you buy a machine that ate and drank and danced and had sex for you while you sat alone in the dark?
January 6, 2026 at 1:41 PM
The thing that absolutely gobsmacks me about AI techbros - they think it’s cool the AI does the creative work? Leaving us free to, what? Stack shelves? The creative work is the GOOD bit. Would you buy a machine that ate and drank and danced and had sex for you while you sat alone in the dark?
Ooh, it‘s snowing!
…
Oh Lord, am I going to get stuck in London?
…
Oh Lord, am I going to get stuck in London?
January 6, 2026 at 11:03 AM
Ooh, it‘s snowing!
…
Oh Lord, am I going to get stuck in London?
…
Oh Lord, am I going to get stuck in London?
A friend took me to see Twelfth Night on Twelfth Night. It was pretty damn cool.
January 6, 2026 at 12:35 AM
A friend took me to see Twelfth Night on Twelfth Night. It was pretty damn cool.
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Despite reposting the call to arms below, I didn’t act on it until a few minutes ago.
Why? Because it felt too hard and overwhelming.
It was SO EASY.
Add your name to the letter now. If you choose not to write anything individual it will take less than a minute ❤️
tacc.org.uk/Biological-S...
Why? Because it felt too hard and overwhelming.
It was SO EASY.
Add your name to the letter now. If you choose not to write anything individual it will take less than a minute ❤️
tacc.org.uk/Biological-S...
January 4, 2026 at 6:36 PM
Despite reposting the call to arms below, I didn’t act on it until a few minutes ago.
Why? Because it felt too hard and overwhelming.
It was SO EASY.
Add your name to the letter now. If you choose not to write anything individual it will take less than a minute ❤️
tacc.org.uk/Biological-S...
Why? Because it felt too hard and overwhelming.
It was SO EASY.
Add your name to the letter now. If you choose not to write anything individual it will take less than a minute ❤️
tacc.org.uk/Biological-S...
🎶Why are the trains
Misbehaving?…
Because it’s England
And it’s freezing…🎵
Misbehaving?…
Because it’s England
And it’s freezing…🎵
January 5, 2026 at 1:45 PM
🎶Why are the trains
Misbehaving?…
Because it’s England
And it’s freezing…🎵
Misbehaving?…
Because it’s England
And it’s freezing…🎵
It snowed a teeny tiny bit overnight and we woke up to find… what is this? A fairy snowball fight? The mice singing ‘🎵Do you want to build a snowmouse?🎶’?
January 5, 2026 at 11:06 AM
It snowed a teeny tiny bit overnight and we woke up to find… what is this? A fairy snowball fight? The mice singing ‘🎵Do you want to build a snowmouse?🎶’?
I am trying to write a short eulogy.
It is very difficult.
People keep sending me that goddamn poem about being in another room and I am going to lose my temper.
It is very difficult.
People keep sending me that goddamn poem about being in another room and I am going to lose my temper.
January 4, 2026 at 4:08 PM
I am trying to write a short eulogy.
It is very difficult.
People keep sending me that goddamn poem about being in another room and I am going to lose my temper.
It is very difficult.
People keep sending me that goddamn poem about being in another room and I am going to lose my temper.
He has done it again. Whatever ‘it’ is.
Stupid Lore Sunday
The great rift has torn the galaxy asunder, worlds fall to xenos raiders, bloody insurrection, and the predation of chaos on a daily basis. Sometimes all three at once. Billions of lives are lost in moments. The imperium, great rotting beast that it is, is on the brink.
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The great rift has torn the galaxy asunder, worlds fall to xenos raiders, bloody insurrection, and the predation of chaos on a daily basis. Sometimes all three at once. Billions of lives are lost in moments. The imperium, great rotting beast that it is, is on the brink.
1/
January 4, 2026 at 4:03 PM
He has done it again. Whatever ‘it’ is.
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With this regime anything is possible…
January 4, 2026 at 5:40 AM
With this regime anything is possible…
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Err happy new year?
January 4, 2026 at 10:01 AM
Err happy new year?
I am owed a good dozen absolutely GROVELLING apologies by those who scolded me for being hysterical and melodramatic whenever I pointed out that actually Trump was a deranged fascist spite-turd being enabled by criminals and fools, dating back to 2014.
January 3, 2026 at 6:58 PM
I am owed a good dozen absolutely GROVELLING apologies by those who scolded me for being hysterical and melodramatic whenever I pointed out that actually Trump was a deranged fascist spite-turd being enabled by criminals and fools, dating back to 2014.
Let us all look at a beautiful cat with tucky paws for a bit, as a timeline cleanse.
January 3, 2026 at 11:13 AM
Let us all look at a beautiful cat with tucky paws for a bit, as a timeline cleanse.
Sincerely why the HELL is that warmongering fascist anal fistula of a man still alive, when my kind gentle funny stepDad, who spent his time producing operas and collecting art, isn’t? They’re the exact same age. It’s not only not fair, it’s malevolent.
January 3, 2026 at 10:15 AM
Sincerely why the HELL is that warmongering fascist anal fistula of a man still alive, when my kind gentle funny stepDad, who spent his time producing operas and collecting art, isn’t? They’re the exact same age. It’s not only not fair, it’s malevolent.
My dear American friends - Oh God.
January 3, 2026 at 9:56 AM
My dear American friends - Oh God.