Aura V. @auravulpes@computerfairi.es

SILVER IS A PRECIOUS BOI AND I LOVE HIM.

That is all.

Nothing like a streamer saying "No one care about [Silver the Hedgehog]” immediately after I said "God, I love Silver" and unpaused the VoD I'm watching. :P

This is kinda related to previous feelings of WTFromanticism (AKA quoiromanticism). But, I'm pretty sure me being neurodivergent feeds into that stuff, so I think the nebula terms work better.

So, I've been struggling for a while with whether I'm pan or ace, whether I'm aro, etc. Thanks to r/lgballt, I think I have a decent set of labels: nebulasexual/nebularomantic! These are for ND folks who can't figure out if they're experiencing sexual/romantic attraction, which pretty much describes me perfectly. Still don't have answers to what I opened with, but at least I have a label to say that.

"Yeah, I really messed up that beautiful vocal performance by transitioning into really bad mouth saxophone."

:P

I had an appointment with Quest to get blood drawn, but apparently they decided they just didn't need to tell me that they had to close the location I had an appointment with due to AC troubles, sobI get there and WHOOPS! So, then I had to try to find the location they had on the door without a map. Thankfully, I found it (and admittedly, no map is on me), but oh, no. They're closed for lunch. So now I'm waiting for them to reopen.

:P

Ooh, a thing I forgot to mention about my time in Pokémon White yesterday! When I got to Accumula Town, I was *jammin'*! I literally pulled out my keyboard and started playing along. Then when I found the house with the musicians? Oh, that was fun. I fuckin' love that music. It's so good. Also, furrets.

And, yeah, that type advantage thing? I literally cleared a gym using a Pokémon that was 8 levels underlevel. By the end of it, it was only, like, 4 levels under. My only reasonably leveled Pokémon is my throh, which I only ever intended to use to clear out a normal type gym, but kept around. But, hey, my team has, like, full type coverage, so who cares if we're a bit weak, right?

Honestly, I actually referred to the way N keeps literally telling me how to stop him as "foreplay for the world's most elaborate S&M session". Like, it feels like he's kinda begging me to beat him like a naughty boy, which is unfortunate for him because I'm also a masochist. But, hey, it beating you in a Pokémon battle is what gets you off, so be it. I'll do it for you, boyfriend.

In case you're curious about what I've been up to, the Internet's been spotty lately, so I've been chilling and playing Pokémon White. It's pretty cool. I've had an underleveled team for most of the game and have survived on type advantages. Also, I keep referring to N as my boyfriend.

Okay, I'm done. I've run out of daily notes to share fun and/or interesting stuff from.

A fun thing in response to twitter's whole "we're gonna decentralize" thing from last year:

"Also, Jacky boi over on the birbsite has decided to decentralized twitter. Oh
yay. Is he gonna EEE activitypub? Is he gonna use teh blockchains? I don't know,
and I don't care. Have fun, Jack. Try not to break your primary source of income
too badly."

I love it. "Try not to break your primary source of income too badly." LOL.

On a different day, after had I started buspar, I forgot to take it.

"TIL my anxiety meds are actually fucking working! Unfortunately, I learned this in the stupidest way possible. I am currently having a fucking panic attack. Help."

Same day, I remark about needing to improve my distress tolerance skill to deal with, say, "news outlets not understanding the idea that *including explicit suicide instructions in the news stories is a very bad idea*". I remember that. It was a story complaining about how that kinda thing could be found on youtube, but they literally *included a quote of instructions in the fucking blurb*. That's right. I didn't even open the article and had to see it. for fuck's sake.

Over spring break in 2019, I went on a walk one day, and managed to get a cat outside CRB to let me pet it. This was an accomplishment, as this cat previously wouldn't let me near it. But, he let me pet him that day. He purred. I was happy.