Jenny H @lambdagrrl@computerfairi.es

someone should girlfriend me

I mean, probably it'd be a mistake on their part but whatever, I would like it

Me: It's 11pm, my friend has just left to go home so they can sleep. What should I do now?
My Brain: accordion!!!
Me: ...tempting but my walls aren't [i]that[/i] thick

horny for supercomputers, or, gay for Cray

what clown called it "queers going to hell" and not "going down for going down"

been playing some green day on accordion because why the fuck not

someone talk me out of opening a bottle

jenny not getting into arguments detrimental to her mental state challenge 2k19

some people really love it when you ease up the pressure on their neck just a little. so much so that they don't for one moment imagine a world where the boot is gone entirely

trying desperately to drag the trans overton window to the left on the topic of GRA reform

love too have to explain to younger trans ppl why the thing they think is good news is neither news nor good

we stand on a leg end

chair ghost: like a normal ghost but too tired to do anything but sit in a chair

which, like, relatable

five chairs just drifted in front of my window. it took me a moment to work out that they must have been rolled by someone and not just, like, possessed by a chair ghost

I think I'm in danger of taking up conlanging again...

Hey, I just met you
And that's a big whale
So here's my number
So call me Ishmael

I'll start: my new bullshit is accordions.