No no, I'd been cooking, thus standing. I stirred a thing, then cleaned up my crafts. I held the spoon in my hand, I needed the hand, I put down the spoon. I was counter-height when I began, but took the spoon with me to the floor. This is no land of logic, nothing happens on purpose

I set it down to clean up the fabric I'd been cutting on the floor. Why, to do this, I set the food spoon on the FLOOR instead of the COUNTER, remains a mystery

Help me @sparknotes.bsky.social, you're my only hope

I can't get past this. Two hundred and fifty years of purposeful balance, of structuring a government that evaluated and monitored itself

Broken to PIECES by one goddamn man.

If you're wondering what has me crying this morning, the supreme court's shadow docket told the president to go back to ripping apart our department of education

Please understand how... understated I'm phrasing it

Never mind that I've conceivably never MENTIONED to my partner of ten years that I get "whistling in the dark" stuck in my head every week or so

Or maybe I'm just a silly goose and there are people in my life who'd know the esoteric deep dives like "Spider (he is our hero)"

The number of They Might Be Giants references that play in my head is SO out of proportion to the number of people in my life who'd get them

I'm someone who prides herself on making sure any song parodies keep proper scansion, yet my brain puts this on loop for the last hour. Why god

Awake, awake, awake, awake, why must I be awake

The rows of sheep are waiting to be counted by me

Why must I be awake

The auditory equivalent of trying to read in a dream

But that's not what I get today, apparently. Today my brain's the toxic parent that makes you sit at the dinner table for hours until you finish your damn food

Much prefer when I'm so AVOIDANT about one thing I should be doing that I CAN do the other things. Like it sopped up all my anti-dopamine so my (unrelated) task initiation gets nice and clean. The #ShamWow of executive dysfunction, if you will