I’m Aunt Chelsey to my friends’ kids and it makes me so happy.

Yeah, I could never do it in Atlanta because people were already trying to break into my bedroom at night 😭 But here in the mountains it’s much safer. My biggest concern is bears but honestly there aren’t many around here.

I slept with my bedroom window open through half of September and October and it was wonderful.

(Now it gets in the 40s overnight so open windows only during the day.)

We were also really stoned if that helps set the scene.

Are. Are still stoned.

Yes but I had friends come visit my tiny house in the mountains and we had a listening party

I randomly looked at that fic this morning and the comment you left on it was insane. You really were about it. (I was as well tbf.)

Just wait until your ears start itching. It’s something else.

Oh friend, do I have some bad news for you about some fun things you’re going to experience in the next couple of years. Some Changes.

Can I visit?

Ugh, glad it turned out ok. I was a mashed potato girl for a few days, but at least my tooth doesn’t hurt anymore!

Ugh, I had one in March so I feel you. It wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it’d be, but eating only soft foods for the days following it really sucked.

The curse of heterosexuality

Note this is not a criticism of fics that contain it and use it properly, but of puritanical governance of kink.