I have a love-hate relationship with knitting socks.

Time to actually post here and stop forgetting I live here.

Here’s my kitty in a grocery sack.

Halfway through plotting out this third draft and I realize that I should probably write the novel from another character’s POV, rendering all of this useless

Someone on tumblr made the gif I’ve been looking for for my entire life. (everyone who voted kill in the fuck/marry/kill post is boring, like at least make a convincing threat against him otherwise why bother) (don’t ask me what I’d pick unless you’re prepared for things to get real weird real fast)

Having a cubical is fun. Everyone can see what I’m doing all the time but that means they’re also subject to my intense fandom and bandom tendencies and a win is a win in my book

I don’t know what to post anymore because this is a weird amalgamation of my professional life and my personal life, and since I haven’t crossed the streams since 2018 here’s a sunset picture I took back in July before my life went kaputski

Criminal cat caught on desktop, punishment (no more treats) will commence