My current partner and I are planning on getting married in the next couple of years. He’s wonderful. I don’t see this relationship ending, but if it does my best friend and I plan on throwing darts at a map until we hit somewhere we both like. We’ll get a place and become old punk grandmas together because neither of us wants to deal with dating ever again.

It was going okay before dude started bragging about how he went out with a lady not too long before. He wasn’t all that into her and he said she clearly wasn’t into him, but he paid for dinner and guilted her into going home with him because he “might as well get something out of paying for her.” Giant red flag at this point. I went to the bathroom, when I came back the bill was on the table. He claimed that the server had brought it as one bill, rather than separate, and pointed out that she’d drawn a heart around the total in red pen. He refused to let me pay for my portion.

The thing is, it’s standard practice for servers to ask if the bill should be together or separate here, and I’d always been asked at that particular bar. Dude wasn’t a local and clearly didn’t know that. This guy told me about how he used “but I paid so now you owe me” to coerce a woman he knew wasn’t interested into having sex with him, and then immediately tried the same bullshit on me. He had deliberately asked for a single bill while I was away from the table. I’m reasonably certain he’s the one who drew the heart on the bill too.

Needless to say, it didn’t work. He still tried to drag me off to catch the train in his direction with him and got real upset when I told him to fuck himself and bolted. I’m very glad it was an early date so it was still light out. This guy did not take kindly to being told no.

I would donate my uterus to someone who actually wants kids in a heartbeat if I could.

My friend’s dog Greta. She was already an old lady when I took this picture in 2015 and passed a year or two ago.

It really depends on where you live. There are some parts of the world where environmental factors like ocean humidity or winter road salting will cause a car’s frame to rust through in a few years if you’re not careful. Look up the Rust Belt for an example.

On the other hand, if you live somewhere warm and dry, your car’s frame and body will outlast its original mechanical components.

Just one?

I have the following at home:

• My work laptop (2021 MacBook Pro)

• My personal laptop (2018 MacBook Pro)

• An old iPad Air

• My phone

• Living room PC (Linux, shared)

• Bedroom PC (Linux, shared)

My laptops live on my desk and I mostly have whichever one I’m using plugged into my external monitor and peripherals (mouse and mechanical keyboard). The portability of my personal and work machines is nice if I want to sit on the couch or travel.

The living room PC is hooked up to the TV. My partner and I mostly use it for gaming and YouTube. It’s a few years old but it can handle most of what we throw at it.

We only use the bedroom PC to watch TV in bed.

The iPad is for knitting patterns. Previously, it spent several years sitting unused in a drawer.

My phone is for doomscrolling and spam calls.

Whatever I want. Usually PJs. The three times a year I go into the office, it’ll be a tank top, jeans, and combat boots or high tops, generally all black or dark grey. I’ll also wear a plaid flannel over the tank top if it’s chilly in the office. I save my dressing up for the office Christmas party and shock the hell out of everyone.

It’s $26.99 USD on Steam.

I cancelled my Netflix account. I keep Disney Plus around for my stepkid, and Prime Video because it comes with Prime, although I’ll probably cancel that soon too. I’m keeping Funimation.

Streaming is becoming worse than cable. At least if I got cable (which I won’t) I could PVR shit and skip the ads. The idea of paying a monthly fee to get advertised at anyway is nauseating.

Is it subscription now? I paid like $3 for it once ten years ago.

35, Canada, and manual is my preference although my current car is an automatic.

I learned to drive on an automatic, but bought a manual for my first car and got my ex to teach me how to drive it. It was important to me that I be able to get into pretty much anything and drive it. After driving an automatic exclusively for the last year, I miss having that level of gearing control, especially on hills and corners.

I found some money I squirrelled away for a big luxury purchase, so I’m buying a painting. It’s the first piece of art in years that’s stopped me in my tracks to stare. I have a print, but it’s not the same.

Walker Kong, with 47 monthly listeners.

I found one of their albums at a record store in Vancouver a few years ago. The band is defunct now, but they’re the best kind of weird.

$100 is lifetime Ultra, which is subscription otherwise. It’s $20 for lifetime removal of ads.

Fleeing naked along endless paths through mountains of jagged debris. A world torn apart. Feels like moving through molasses. Enough light to register, but not enough to see more than looming shadows. The air is hot and oppressive. It’s hard to breathe. Sounds are muffled, no echoes. Safety lies at the centre of the maze but the path shifts and twists away like a living thing.

It was a recurring nightmare throughout my childhood. I still get anxious in really dim lighting, like when lights on a dimmer switch are down really low or candlelight in a dark room. I call it nightmare lighting.

I just finished The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives in Your Home by Joseph Fink and Jeffrey Cranor. I’ve kind of half-followed Welcome to Night Vale for years and enjoyed all the books so far.

I’m currently reading House of Leaves. This is my second attempt, after making it about halfway a few years ago. It’s a great book, but a challenging read because it’s dense and shifts context frequently. I find that the context-switching adds to the unsettling feel that the book is going for, but it’s definitely not for everyone.