That’s the bad(and good) part with my lot. So damn intelligent and persistent, they figure out a way.

I’ve been tempted to move to child locks, but I’m half scared that by the time they’ve fully grown, they’ll have figured out how to manipulate those. I know at least one has figured out how to unzip my backpack, flush the toilet, and turn on faucets. She’s almost gotten down how to turn doorknobs by dangling.

“Who found a new way into the trash?”

Doesn’t matter what I do, someone is finding a way in there to see if there’s anything left in a food can.

Damn, that’s been the problem.

I’ve been taking whichever fork Saria’s Song was coming from.

Goes to show how well my memory works, I genuinely thought it was supposed to still be a thing in 1 but the official deal fell through until 2.

The official shoes of Sonic, at least during the Adventure era.

Those stars get a time most of us don’t, a time to truly recharge. That’s something I’ve really started striving towards, finding and making more time to be with the people, doing the things, that rekindle the fire.

I can’t say it’s made everything perfect, but I’ve been feeling better since finding them, and while there’s some wells they can’t help refill, the ones they do are enough to keep me going a little while longer, until I can find and share with them what does, and so I can keep helping refill theirs.

Same day, after the event at the school, thankfully, but I was with several fellow graduates when it happened. There was an extremely popular steakhouse we all went to with our families, and every one of us who ordered the signature steak ended up getting food poisoning, and several of us ended up getting caught very suddenly by it.

Days over, no coming back from that. Time for a long shower, fresh clothes, and go back to bed. Probably not sleep, because I’ll be dealing with embarrassment and flashbacks to graduating high school.

My only comfort still remains that I was not alone that day. Several of us got awful cases of food poisoning.

If you put a spool of silk next to a harp, the fans would lose their absolute shit at this point.

We’ve been starving for awhile.

“What if there’s too much fire?” remains surprisingly relevant.

Though I guess we do have bigger expectations of what’s too much fire, given regular events.

That’s the great/terrible thing about parts of the U.S this time of year! You can do both in the same day! You can watch as the alerts for burn risk due to low humidity and high temperatures pops up alongside the freeze warning for the night.

It’s just the best! I fucking hate it! You stay in layers until the sudden onset of heatstroke. You get to feel like the Mad Hatter is in control of the thermostat, always ready to change layers.

I haven’t owned a tux in 20 years, and haven’t been a man for 3.

Downside: Ticket fees and potentially clothes shopping.

I’m looking at attending one next month, proceeds are going to local LGBT youth programs, but goddamn. Minimum $35 to get in, $50 if you want VIP, and looking through my wardrobe, I have nothing to wear that qualifies for a black tie event. I’m currently maxing out at “high-middle class restaurant” attire.

As a species, we are terrifyingly good at just ignoring shit. Not even always knowingly, just as a subconscious act.

I wish I was that lucky.

Mine decided to manifest as crippling depression and a mental breakdown.

Oh, so Maria’s true form.

Imma be that nerd. What the fuck would the implications be of this? Like, scrapping Homecoming(Because fuck Homecoming and using P.H like a mascot), I have taken Pyramid Head as a representation of James’ guilt and desire for self-destruction as absolution. He no longer has to deal with his actions, his anything, if he simply gives in.

Love the concept, done absolutely adorably, but with a series as laden with metaphor and symbolism as Silent Hill, I can’t help but go “Okay, but what if?”

Sometimes it’s not about being that person, but finding the people who draw that person out of you naturally.

Sorry for looking at this a bit deeper than I really should. Hitting on something I’ve been really thinking about lately.

You got a real funny way of spelling Vampire the Masquerade: Bloodlines.

I have not, but I will keep an eye out for it!