This is my yelling hole. Don't like my posts. I'm just yelling. Or do. Idc. YELLING.
Ally. Ai is bad. Joy is resistance. I hate the trumpsterfire. Revolution Gardener. Fiber art. Graphic design. Bunch of art, really.
Heartache Kits
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*with gold and super glue
My husband's name is Luke.
Not Lucas or Luca, just Luke. This is due to being named after Skywalker and not a biblical cast member.
His name was nearly Lando.
I am very pleased to say Happy Father's Day to my Luke-Not-Lucas-Because-Skywalker.
For Father's Day, I am cooking as that is my preferred labor of love.
Tonight's menu:
Chimichurri Steak Nachos
Homemade Black Refried Beans
Mint Limeade (with mint from the herb garden)
&
Piña Colada Cheesecake
What a great day
The irony of using AI images to decry environmental destruction will never not cause a stage three eye roll.
I had three full days before noon today.
I'm finally ready to move on to the top half! Just a few wispy guidelines and a border drawn with heat soluble pen is all I draw after the skelly. The rest is felt more than known, like walking into a party where you only know the hosts. A small hello here, a conversation lingered on, none assigned.
Every story, every identity, every way of living authentically matters
Diversity makes us whole
Here’s to showing up, speaking up, and standing proud
Happy Pride
This is perfectly stated
The more you know... the more you should be angry as fu@k about this situation. IJS.
