the banana peel in the coal mine
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breadandcirce.bsky.social
the banana peel in the coal mine
@breadandcirce.bsky.social
She/her. F48. Tacoma, WA. Partner (M49). INFJ. Creative omnishambles. Med coder in training. Art history & alt text & dogs & comix & Hozier & books & coffee & xstitch & Civil Rights & ampersands. I collect things.
I have watched a dozen YouTube tutorial videos on wrapping presents and yet it remains utterly daunting
December 15, 2025 at 9:04 PM
You can wish as you want, you can want as you wish, still you better hear me sayyyyyy...jam tomorrow, jam yesterday, but never ever jam today
December 5, 2025 at 8:04 AM
Getting ready to go out of town for a few days, so of course I feel terrible on the day I'm supposed to be packing.
December 4, 2025 at 9:40 PM
Why did the phrase "cornstarch- and lupus-free popcorn syrup" just worm its way through my brain
November 28, 2025 at 8:30 AM
Oh, my. Things to wear and cherish, as if I have anywhere to wear them. Though they're so beautiful I might just hang out in them and cross-stitch. I am in love.

selkiecollection.com
November 14, 2025 at 11:32 PM
How do I have the Sunday Scaries on a Friday night
November 8, 2025 at 1:19 AM
I just brushed the mother of all snarls out of my mane. Depression hair defeated!
November 6, 2025 at 4:03 AM
The aforementioned miracle has landed: Luna, a 95% clone of our late dog, Fidget.
September 27, 2025 at 10:05 PM
Iced coffee ≠ cooled-off coffee that was hot an hour ago
September 27, 2025 at 3:31 PM
There is something of a small miracle on the near horizon.
September 22, 2025 at 7:53 PM
There is a cacophony of birdsong drenching my backyard.
August 9, 2025 at 3:57 PM
Never sleep on a Hozier lyric. It's liable to punch you in the gut when you're not looking.
August 7, 2025 at 7:37 PM
Until I started reading comic books through the library and searching them up on Libby, I never knew how many of them tend to share their titles with trashy romance novels
August 7, 2025 at 3:39 PM
everything hurts.
July 30, 2025 at 8:08 PM
I wonder if ants know they cheat death when I blow them off surfaces rather than squeeshing them, or if it's just a devastating hurricane
July 16, 2025 at 5:51 PM
Totally burned out on medical coding.
July 15, 2025 at 4:29 PM
I miss my dogs.

I miss having dogs that are mine.
July 14, 2025 at 10:45 PM
Kristin. stop letting perfect be the enemy of good.
July 14, 2025 at 10:03 PM
Tfw you're on the porch reading and it starts raining for the first time in several days and the petrichor just rises up to meet you like that Irish road
June 20, 2025 at 9:20 PM
Having trouble getting back into coding after a break. Wish I didn't feel burned out on it. It's so much harder than I ever expected, and not in a fun way.
June 19, 2025 at 3:46 PM
Sing to me of your favorite high-protein meals and/or snacks. And please boost the request!
June 17, 2025 at 8:49 PM
Finally watched Argylle. The cabinets of the final action shoot-out scene puts the whole thing in perspective and saves it from being twee. You kind of have to retroactively watch it a bit in your head. I liked it! Plus: a cat in a backpack.
June 14, 2025 at 5:43 PM
"Are they thinking of wearing it and riding the light rail?" —Me, regarding the stolen Terminator costume I was just dozedreaming about, when told it would make one's commute more efficient
June 13, 2025 at 7:36 PM
I miss my little dog so fucking much.
June 11, 2025 at 4:33 AM
I rewound it instantly and made Matt watch it again. Quite possibly my favorite vignette from a film chock full of some very good ones. (2/2)
Sinners is such a terribly stylish movie. There's a great moment when Annie is preparing some mojo work and she lights a wooden match in time to three bluesy chords in the score, striking the match three times. Snick, snick, snick! (1/2)
June 7, 2025 at 6:58 AM