Angela Quinton @aquinton@computerfairi.es

it's an embrace. a mutual dance. i am always filled with gratitude that tempers the longing. over the three nights i feel things that are too real to ignore, and this is like an affirmation of the experience.

the third night of the full moon is like the epilogue. it's gentler than the first two. i don't feel electric or frantic or like breaking this human body in a million ways in the hopes that fur will grow out of the cracks like lycanthropic kintsugi. that's the first two nights.

so many people have affirmed me today it is amazing. thank you. 36 more hours of #pinkmoon posting where i alternate between creature comfort dog bed talk, and wishing to unzip a man’s guts with my claws

full. sated. i want to prowl around and look in on my loved ones. friends family. protect. care

crunchy green bones

Full moon coming. I know what's real and what's possible but at times I feel the change brimming in me so vividly it’s beyond words. Surrendering to the relentless, beautiful, monstrous process

14-year-old me would have seen this comic in the Province paper, and the second panel would have been clipped and stashed in my folder of Benign Things that Give Me Indefinable Autistic Non-Human Yearning (in this case a monstrous arm making a casual, human-like gesture).

the prog and the cbd hit at the same time, turning me into a wolf in the breakfast nook

nothing's wrong. these are the elements of the life I've made for myself, and they're good.

i just want to pause it all and lay down and awaken six months later without this feeling that i'm only two steps away from slipping on a wet rock and falling into the river and getting carried away

there's so much going on.

i'm volunteering at a race tomorrow. then i have a 3-hour run. both events will likely be in heavy rain.

i just sold my Predator suit today, and i need to package it up in a box that's almost bigger than my car and ship it to the eastern United States. the proceeds will service some debt.

it's my period and there's a full moon coming.

it's TDOV and i don't really want to be seen as trans. i want to be seen as yellow eyes in the dark.

due to some food mistakes made last night i am feeling extra bitchy today. extremely tempted to say unkind things about werewolf character design choices that i dislike, or complain about local vendors never calling me back. instead I'll just say: fuck the Yankees

Asserting that I am the Howard Moon of the team and receiving polite indifference in return. Classic Howard stuff

Trying and failing to get a Mighty Boosh riff going in the work chat

3D printer works great

Model: https://sarokichi3.booth.pm/items/4582812

i want to bite my hand really hard and feel fangs, not human teeth