Libby Weber
@libbyweber.bsky.social
Quixotic writer & singer, enthusiastic nerd, and pathological overuser of adjectives. Likes dogs & puns. Wrote a huge book of sonnets. She/Her. https://libbyweber.com/
Ooooooo INSTABUY! Thank you and YAAAAY from the Monday morning crowd!
November 3, 2025 at 5:44 PM
Ooooooo INSTABUY! Thank you and YAAAAY from the Monday morning crowd!
Thank you for blessing my timeline with this critical content. <3
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November 3, 2025 at 3:50 AM
Thank you for blessing my timeline with this critical content. <3
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Forgive me [your name here] for I have sinned: I have put an apostrophe in a plural.
a woman in a hijab says shame in front of a crowd of people
ALT: a woman in a hijab says shame in front of a crowd of people
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November 3, 2025 at 3:43 AM
Forgive me [your name here] for I have sinned: I have put an apostrophe in a plural.
Earl of El Cajon, Nawab of North Park, Legatus of La Jolla, Baron of Bay Ho, Consul of Carmel Valley, Khan of Kearney Mesa, Mayor of Mission Valley, Heirophant of Hillcrest, Princeps of Pacific Beach, Optio of Oceanside, Shah of Sorrento Valley, Duchess of Del Mar, Sibyl of Scripps Ranch...
November 2, 2025 at 3:27 AM
Earl of El Cajon, Nawab of North Park, Legatus of La Jolla, Baron of Bay Ho, Consul of Carmel Valley, Khan of Kearney Mesa, Mayor of Mission Valley, Heirophant of Hillcrest, Princeps of Pacific Beach, Optio of Oceanside, Shah of Sorrento Valley, Duchess of Del Mar, Sibyl of Scripps Ranch...
Actual footage of me tonight before turning off all the lights because we're mid-renovation and I can't even find the danged candy.
a blue puppet with a beard and hat is looking out of a window .
ALT: a blue puppet with a beard and hat is looking out of a window .
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November 1, 2025 at 12:03 AM
Actual footage of me tonight before turning off all the lights because we're mid-renovation and I can't even find the danged candy.
DING DING DING DING DING!! 20 points to your house!
October 31, 2025 at 10:52 PM
DING DING DING DING DING!! 20 points to your house!
PS I am still actually putting all the bits together so I might not have a picture to post until much later today.
a man in pajamas is dancing in a room in front of a closet .
ALT: a man in pajamas is dancing in a room in front of a closet .
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October 31, 2025 at 4:29 PM
PS I am still actually putting all the bits together so I might not have a picture to post until much later today.
Artistic license and/or a different school of orthography
October 29, 2025 at 5:14 PM
Artistic license and/or a different school of orthography
Georgie Porge, with noxious breath,
Gave the girls the kiss of death.
Their shades pursued the monstrous fiend,
He fled, but karma intervened.
The villain sought his life to save,
But fell into an open grave.
With pudd’n and pie we toast his doom
And dance upon his cursèd tomb.
Gave the girls the kiss of death.
Their shades pursued the monstrous fiend,
He fled, but karma intervened.
The villain sought his life to save,
But fell into an open grave.
With pudd’n and pie we toast his doom
And dance upon his cursèd tomb.
October 29, 2025 at 5:12 PM
Georgie Porge, with noxious breath,
Gave the girls the kiss of death.
Their shades pursued the monstrous fiend,
He fled, but karma intervened.
The villain sought his life to save,
But fell into an open grave.
With pudd’n and pie we toast his doom
And dance upon his cursèd tomb.
Gave the girls the kiss of death.
Their shades pursued the monstrous fiend,
He fled, but karma intervened.
The villain sought his life to save,
But fell into an open grave.
With pudd’n and pie we toast his doom
And dance upon his cursèd tomb.
On the stool Miss Muffet sat
Her cottage cheese forgotten,
Foreboding filled her with alarm
She knew some thing was rotten.
She did not see that just behind
Ungoliant descended.
She tried to run, she tried to hide
Too late—her life was ended.
Her cottage cheese forgotten,
Foreboding filled her with alarm
She knew some thing was rotten.
She did not see that just behind
Ungoliant descended.
She tried to run, she tried to hide
Too late—her life was ended.
October 29, 2025 at 3:49 PM
On the stool Miss Muffet sat
Her cottage cheese forgotten,
Foreboding filled her with alarm
She knew some thing was rotten.
She did not see that just behind
Ungoliant descended.
She tried to run, she tried to hide
Too late—her life was ended.
Her cottage cheese forgotten,
Foreboding filled her with alarm
She knew some thing was rotten.
She did not see that just behind
Ungoliant descended.
She tried to run, she tried to hide
Too late—her life was ended.