ScottinSoCal 🇺🇦 🕊 🏳‍🌈 @ScottSoCal@computerfairi.es

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Hi y'all! I'm a recent arrival at this instance and looking to make friends & have cool convos. My name is Natalie, I'm a #trans lady in NYC. Mom of two, gaming & scifi nerd, utter homebody. I love to curl up with a book or spend a night playing games. Current onsessions are Civ 6, Barry & anything made by TokiDoki.

People who question my sincerity are the absolute best!!!

Still one of my favorite subjects... I may need a 12 step... ❤️

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This and others here: https://shop.markonart.com/collections/red-telephone-box-art-prints

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Bonus #WhiskerWednesday content: This is how Eleanor gently reminds me that she has not yet had breakfast.

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You know, just in case you forgot what love means. 💗

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OLD PUGS NEED LOVE TOO!

While your kids are asleep, remove their hamster from its cage, bend a gap in the bars, and hang a tiny rope ladder down.

This one took a little over five months to complete because I did most of it on the train to and from work. It's called Some Things. Microns on laser cardstock, 2007-2008.
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When I was about twelve, I went on my first flight as a solo traveler where part of that included a layover in Chicago.

When my flight landed in Chicago, I went to my transfer’s gate, but there was a wait before my next flight departed so I went into the restroom to kill time.

It seems like a weird place for a kid to kill time, but I had this thing where I’d do karate kicks in front of public restroom mirrors because I didn’t have a full-length mirror at home and I wanted to be able to see my “full moves.”

It should be noted that the only karate “training” I’d ever had was watching a VHS tape of the Karate Kid on repeat, but I was certain I was an absolute natural, so I “did my kicks” in front of the mirror and was having a great time until a lady walked in the restroom and saw me doing my kicks.

I was absolutely mortified, so I grabbed my enormous backpack and tennis racket bag and proceeded to hide in a restroom stall until I was confident that nobody else was in there, at which time I exited the restroom and headed to my gate which was just across the aisle.

As I was walking up, I noticed that all of the people who were previously waiting by the gate were now gone and it was then that I learned I was too late and they had already closed the boarding doors.

I was absolutely terrified that I was going to be trapped in Chicago for the rest of my life and I broke down crying, but the gate attendant was very nice and made a call to the plane and they ended up making an exception to let me on and the doors were reopened and I made my way toward the plane.

Because I was late, they had given away my seat so I had to take the last seat available which was at the back of the plane. As a result, I began my tortuous walk of shame past all of the other passengers who were now delayed because of me.

It felt like slow motion as I sobbed uncontrollably and lugged my gigantic backpack, all while my tennis racket bag smacked against every single seat as I walked down the aisle toward the back of the plane.

After what felt like an eternity, I FINALLY made it to my seat at the back of the plane and I was relieved that the embarrassment was over—until I looked up and saw the very same lady who caught me doing karate kicks in the restroom.

She didn’t seem to recognize me (or at least pretended not to), but *I* knew.

As a result of that traumatic experience, I never practiced my karate kicks again, but I bet I’m still REALLY good at them.