She doesn’t seem to mind her chair, more of her lack of agency, especially when people push her without her consent. Though I don’t know what’s more disrespectful: Dorothy’s house hitting someone who just learned to walk, or Dorothy’s house knocking her out of the air like a homing (ha) missile

Woooof

I thought the top of the chair was Angel’s chest fluff. Then he’d have a different problem to deal with.

I got home from my second outdoor gig (that thankfully did have a canopy), took a shower, and collapsed into bed. I just woke up about an hour ago and I cannot move.

And we were supposed to wear red shirts. But the Walmart I went to last minute didn’t have any unisex/men’s shirts so I had to wear a low cut shirt for someone far bustier than me. I miss JoAnns 🥲

If I do see someone I’m interested in and we’re having a decent conversation, I’ll throw this at them and see what happens