Rosemary @honeybrew_coffee@computerfairi.es

Tamarian: Idris Elba, his effect on women known.

It's been warm enough to start wearing my short sleeved button ups and every year I forget what the shirt I'm wearing does to some women. When someone eats me alive with their eyes in such an obvious manner that even I notice then I KNOW I look good.

Long drives in the early morning aren't fun but sometimes you get to witness a beautiful sunrise while you do

I wish the lycanthropy wasn't just a good metaphor for my mental and physical health issues and was real because as brutal as transformation sounds I think it would really hit the spot and calm my nervous system down

The moon ain't nearly full enough for this unbecoming behavior of mine.

I recognize that rechargable hearing aids are better for the environment and it's harder and harder to buy new batteries but a lifetime of the convenience of swapping out a dead battery for a new one has me really frustrated when my hearing aids die before my day is really over

Maybe I can put on a show too, right? Watch the sweaty butch covered in sawdust struggle with basic fractions over the drafting table and than spend roughly 1 trillion years sanding

I appreciate being able to pay bills but I really should just be getting into hyjinks and making furniture and accessories for gorgeous women out of wood

Baby sheeps good

There's no downside, oh clothes won't fit properly? Hah, I've spent my life too long and too thin to fit in anything properly. I modify my clothes already, what's another pair of arm holes

As always, I regret not having four fully functional arms

Why are we adding extra steps to the simple truth that governs the universe?

Hearing people with Deaf/HoH friends and lovers— my girlfriend hand transcribes every video she sends me (several daily due to long distance), and it's never burdensome to her, so I dunno y'all should get on her level

Making an object out of wood over the weekend has me even more resentful of touching computer

Finally finished that hair pin and my woodworking brain is like:
I made a thing!!!
I made an object!!
I am here!
I matter!
I am HOMINID!!

Started my morning by telling a beautiful woman who lives far away about the beliefs of a 16th c. Catholic heretic and then read poetry to my life partner and if that ain't what this is all about idk what to tell ya

I bring a certain hey dol merry dol ring-a-dong dillo energy to the space that people find endearing

Trying to explain spices, herbs, and seasonings to my ldr gf in the UK has required me to be creative to convey what tastes are like. But cumin brings out the lover poet in me, I love cumin

I think cumin came to earth on seeds stuck on the sandals of angels

The Starving Saints by Caitlin Starling is so good I am obsessed with The Constant Lady she scares the hell outta me