251017                  7:05AM Local Solar Time


got a very special package earlier, from someone i'm pretty
sure i've only mentioned in passing here since i've sort of
fallen through on the whole typing out a gopher blog on a
weird corner of the vast global data network thing.

a bunch of lovely little trinkets and stickers, and a whole
half a year stash of almost expired injectable estrogen that
wasn't prescribed to me, plus a shirt from their band which
instantly became my favorite shirt ever despite not having
worn it yet. it means a lot to me, and so do they.


to be honest i've been staring at this trying to form any
adequate description of what life even is for me anymore,
and it's far harder than it should be for someone who for
the most part only leaves the house to buy weed.

I guess I'd have to say the overarching themes of the last
few months have been smoking too much of said weed, running
some sort of pirate online tv/radio network, letting some
friends make radio channels on said network, and riding a
special rollercoaster of emotions that comes with having
an existence comprised solely of being in the lives of a
handful of transgender furries with a passion for the arts.

at least it's getting a little less online as of late.