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after taking a 3,000 word story to a thousand for a challenge, but I do have a version that works,even if I felt attached to some of the other words.
That may be my most involved edit in a year.(No. slightly less, because I cut up that other story to show to EQ and they hurt my feelings by wanting something else. Fortunately, I both had one, and took a day to be put-out rather than sending a flip-off emoji.

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evilinsanemonkey

I think it's the Small Internet.

I think I spend too much time On It and my default on the small internet (aka my phone), despite being logged in on here on it, is to go on the algorithmically driven socials (usually instagram, sometimes threads) and doom scroll.

I need to break that habit and default to Dreamwidth instead, even on the small internet.

I'm going to go through and try to get caught up on folks's posts and everything. Just know I have not forgotten about you all, I just have to rebuild my habits, you know?

chicating

with "Disability is our superpower!1"(Although it's easier, I'm sure when it's all "Yes, Senator," "No, Senator...three bags full, Senator." Let's just say, our experience *slightly* varies, although I have been "Thank you for your service-d for my progressive work, only for me, it's like the same old bullshit of "Oh, I could never do what you do,' and I know I'm not getting anything from that person but another empty compliment.(Although I've never pulled my squadron out of a burning building, either, of course.)
Sometimes I can't handle Tammy's can-do spirit.

chicating

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EFqZ7M8gq1U&list=RDEFqZ7M8gq1U&start_radio=1
Let's misbehave!

chase_acow

I can't stop playing Mewgenics: The Ultimate Turn-Based Cat Tactics and Breeding Roguelite from the creators of The Binding of Isaac. It is a dumb, gross, poop-filled game that punishes you for trying to save scum and never seems to end. It has over 200 achievements. I will get every. single. one.

Also a kitten showed up at my house, mooching the outside cats' food. I'd just seen the new Masters of the Universe (it was fine, loved the Dolph Lungren cameo) so I named him Cringer the Battle Kitten because he had no intention of letting me get anywhere close to him. I kept feeding him wet food, he let me pet him while he ate, and then I scooped him because there was a bad storm coming in. Sun/Mon - hiding behind the toilet and trembling like crazy when I pulled him out. Thur/Fri - living the good life in the utility room playing and coming out to see me when I went in. Animal Welfare said they should be able to take him on Monday. I don't want a kitten or any additional cats, but he is a cutie.

The job is still awesome, we'll see what happens when the semester starts and I have actual work to do. I got to "work" from home a couple of times this last week, in theory so I could be around for the kitten, but mostly because everyone else was out and there was nothing to do.

Disclosure Day was bad. Like I want those hours of my life back bad, like I finally gave up with ten mins left and went to go pee. I'm going to see The Death of Robin Hood tomorrow and I hope Hugh Jackman can do his magic again and make something good.

Phillies - doing pretty good! Won three games in a row by scoring a butt load of runs in the 9th innings.

I love a good infographic!

"Live the journey, for every destination is but a doorway to another."

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chicating

Of something I wrote maybe last year or a year and a half ago, though I do think I remember writing one. Maybe it didn't work anyway, but still, argh, dumb things I do all the time, partly because it takes me a long time to believe in my ideas as a whole project(Not completely wrong, in my search I found a lot of "Whatever happened with that?" that I hesitate to even call a draft because that implies fuller efforts, in my view.
I've changed computers since, maybe there are a few things that didn't survive, although we paid someone to do it...not like it was just me. Even dumber, I've been known to forget what number I'm on, because my LD is a number thing. Usually doesn't crop up between 2 and 3, though...25 and 27, sure, more than a few times, especially if I've made enough changes to 25 that the new file becomes 25a or some shit like that that abled, organized people find helpful, but me? Really not so much. And sometimes, I get cute.

Like, as an example, let's say I started writing something called "The Chicken Dance" so I might save the first bit as "Chickendance1" but, maybe I have some doubts about the title, but there is still a chicken dance in the story, so maybe I call the next part "buckbuck" and almost send it for some mag's "Finance Challenge" because I didn't get back to the chicken-dance story quickly enough to appreciate my most private joke.
Whatever happens to me as a writer, it won't be because I didn't try. I can tell you and myself that much.
So many attempts that even I had forgotten. maybe some hidden gems, maybe some I didn't dump hard *enough*. Some day I might fully sort through, but for this one maybe I'll just work as if the file labelled part 3 is part 2, which I think will work because it started as a tale with alternating characters...I could still reconstruct that or just write about Henry the tech guy that pops up in both sections...we'll see.

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Hey everybody! Look how big I am compared to this airplane!

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I don't know why I'm so bad at dreamwidth lately

In my head, I told Tammy Duckworth to fuck off...

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too many kittens

Maybe there is no file named "Part 2"

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