Angela Quinton @aquinton@computerfairi.es

Aaaah there it is @siracusa

Cool tip for queer people this month: “if someone doesn’t think you’re a person, you don’t have to be nice to them”

The Dalewood Disaster has concluded. 43km in 30°C heat in 7:38. 4 loops, 4 15-minute stops at the Water Works splash pad to cool down and recover. My nutrition and hydration were dialled in, my gear was right, and the slow pace got Kelly and I through the heat. Incredibly stupid, incredibly fun. #trailrunning #ultratraining #queerswhorun

i'm planning a long run with a friend tomorrow. our goal time is 5 or 6 hours. the proposed route is intentionally hot, boring, and difficult. we're calling it "The Dalewood Disaster". my secondary goal is 42km or more. my main goal is to not barf. i'm excited
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first night of the full moon. i need SOMETHING to focus on to deal with this fuckin energy. piledriving myself into a food-coma-induced early bedtime seems wise

It’s swimmin’ season, but Big Kevin Alive still presides over all

The longing is here. The pull to align my form with a grid that I can see and feel but never reach. My muscles quiver and ache for an effort they crave to endure. My tongue glides over the edges of maddeningly dull teeth. I can feel it all in every cell and see it if I close my eyes. Go back to sleep Angela. Maybe this time when you awaken it will be true

It’s not entirely jealousy. It’s more that the experiences, values, and challenges being discussed are from frames of reference so unlike my own that I could more easily relate to digital noise. Yet my engagement and investment are presumed because I’m “part of the community”.

Follow @mavica_again imo

10 months out of the year, the thing that annoys me the most about being queer is seeing self-deprecating posts from tall shapely dark-haired trans women with perfect bone structure who fuck a lot and have book deals. The other two months, it’s posts about Pride

Zelda, mournfully: “Witness the blood moon's rise. When its red glow shines upon the land... the aimless spirits of slain monsters return to flesh.”

Me, clawing my way out of a swirling red vortex of smoke: “cool”

imo a monster should bite me really hard in a non-vital area

practicing radical self-care by unfollowing nice but annoying people on multiple platforms. "if it sucks, hit da bricks”

My wife surprised me with belated birthday art: a #werewolf #tf sequence we joked about in February that I forgot about until she sent me these at 4am. Here's me as a powerful 1986 business executive whose fantasy mobile phone failed to remind her about the imminent full moon.

This is Succession, to me

I should be paid $125,000 USD yearly to put on my werewolf suit and just walk around. I can explain this to any skeptical business dweebs by saying something like “causing a commotion is good for the economy”

Creature Design Challenge: Don’t Just Put Horns or Antlers on a Wolf (impossible)

The heat, direct sun exposure, and reliance on water and salt tabs were all working against me, but Coach wanted 5 hours of solid effort, and I think I provided.