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And she tells us our fortune by crumbling leaves
And she teaches us card tricks, the Jack makes us weak
she/her
I went to see this therapist
She said, "Just do the best you can do"
Do the best you can do...
I was hoping for something more specific

-- Todd Snider
November 19, 2025 at 8:35 PM
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On the news of Trump calling to lend help to Cuomo, it is imperative and perfunctory I post this just in case.
August 7, 2025 at 12:06 AM
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[P] It is 2003. A dim-bulb Republican President has entered the US into a war in the Middle East based on thin/false evidence of WMDs.

It is 2025. A dim-bulb Republican President has entered the US into a war in the Middle East based on thin/false evidence of WMDs.
June 22, 2025 at 7:36 PM
Today I asked a Millennial to guess my age. She guessed ~10 years younger than my age, and I'm not sure if that's a comment on solid skin care or she just doesn't personally know a lot of Gen X folk. Either way, I'm doing something right.
June 9, 2025 at 5:27 AM
Taking myself to shows in PDX it's like great, my people, they nod knowingly at my obscure band tee, we rock out together, and I go home still not actually knowing a single person who was there.
Still, glad I'm here.
May 22, 2025 at 2:33 AM
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May 7, 2025 at 2:00 PM
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Oh wow: Portland Oregon is NOT KIDDING
#handsoff
April 5, 2025 at 8:14 PM
Ain't no rage like the menopausal rage cos the menopausal DON'T STOP
March 10, 2025 at 8:41 AM
Once again, an airline shit show at FLL means my well laid plans to sleep on a plane and get home at a decent hour have been thwarted for two connections and a 2am arrival. Unlikely to fly #americanairlines again soon.
March 9, 2025 at 5:57 PM
The Physical Therapist is gently massaging the fingers on my broken wrist.
Him: We were taught that you're not supposed to do this any harder than you would pet your cat.
Me: ... my cat likes it rough.
February 12, 2025 at 12:51 AM
That feeling the first few days after surgery when you keep finding those foam electrode pads still randomly stuck all over your torso.
January 26, 2025 at 9:15 AM
Nearly 50 years of post-trauma surgical reconstruction and I still have anxiety and tears the night before they patch me back together again, every time. My cat doesn't understand yet.
January 24, 2025 at 6:49 AM
Dr: ... so surgery is likely next week.
Me: Good, I'd like to be well on the road to recovery by the time I travel in early March.
Dr: Where are you going?
Me: Florida, for a cruise.
Dr: Hopefully not the part where it snows!
Me: ...
January 22, 2025 at 11:34 PM
You know you've gone pro when the X-ray tech lets you look at his screen to show you what's up, gives you his informal reading (fractured indeed) and then turns to you and says in a serious tone, "We never had this conversation."
January 19, 2025 at 5:52 AM
Been a hot minute since I had to reset the Days Without Incident count but I have probably broken my wrist again. The meat sack reminding me that gravy and bad genetics still have a grudge against me.
January 18, 2025 at 11:01 AM
Didn't want to get dressed for short errands so I threw on a chunky cardigan and long skirt over the Cure tee and leggings I was lounging in. Got three compliments on my "90s goth style", someone asked what my favorite Cure record is, and a young clerk remarked "You remind me of my favorite aunt!"
January 13, 2025 at 1:37 AM
Me: You have a whole afternoon, nay, a whole day, to be productive and get some shit done that you have been wanting to do...
Also me: What if we just sat on the sofa with coffee and the laptop and maybe a video game and felt bad about it tomorrow?
January 12, 2025 at 11:00 PM
... and by the way, if you see your mom this weekend, be sure and tell her: SATAN! SATAN! SATAN!
January 11, 2025 at 12:43 AM
Thinking about my upcoming research study check-in for OI patients and so much anxiety bubbled up. I don't usually associate this dr appt with negative feelings but I'll be spending three hours documenting the deterioration of my health and my escalating inability to manage it. I'm so tired, y'all.
January 7, 2025 at 7:50 PM
new year, same vertigo
January 6, 2025 at 11:55 PM
Look I just really love my cat OK??
December 21, 2024 at 5:14 AM
Trapped! Send treats, scritches.
December 15, 2024 at 6:52 PM
Sitting in the quiet living room, I can hear my cat in the bathroom, doing his thing, digging away.
A few minutes later, the sound of a single pellet of Breeze litter rolling across the hardwood floor breaks the afternoon silence.
"You, uh, dropped something."
"Mrrrrrt!"
December 15, 2024 at 12:08 AM