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2025-02-16. 21:30.

Let's get the photo dump out of the way.

I like how this one came out tbh. It was from when I was getting gas a couple nights ago.
Some ice that formed over pine tree needles during the recent freezing rain.
Spooky nighttime pics on my way home.

I was just perusing on GifCities and that shit had my dainty intended-for-office-use laptop panting like a dog. Bro... That's why my website has nothing on it TBH. But one day I want to make one of those gnarly webpages full of colors and GIFs. Just a little side page as an artistic exercise. I generally find them rather inconducive to a nice calm website viewing experience if I'm on one for more than a couple minutes. No offense to whomever has those as their whole page, but I can't handle being on that shit. I don't even have colors on my phone, just plain white icons on a plain dark-colored background, courtesy of the custom launcher I've been transferring from device to device for years via the APK that lives in my OneDrive with my favorite pirated movies. My beloved Evie Launcher was taken off the app store years ago at this point, but it lives on in my heart. And in my phone. And in my next phone, hopefully.

Today was cold, and wet, and boring, and generally sucky, and I had lots of time to ponder about how most of February has also been cold and wet and sucky so far, too. So sucky, in fact, that my second-favorite goth night cancelled their event this month due to inclement weather, and I am a little extra full of the need to dance my heart out and then donate a dollar to the rigged claw machine at Denny's that refuses to relinquish any of its treasures to me.

Valentine's day has come and gone; I spent the morning making myself a phenomenal plate of Mongolian beef for lunch (next time I make it I'll write up the recipe, it's fire) and had the leftovers for dinner with some grocery store freezer section fried rice and hibachi noodles. That evening brought about yet another goth night which I regrettably missed, but I figured it would be rather uncouth of me to abandon my partner on a couples' holiday like that. Whatever though, it turned out to be really busy, and I'm not the biggest fan of the venue it was at in the wintertime anyway since I like to go on the patio and it is simply BRICK AS FUCK in New England right now. The DJ that hosts that particular event every month is super sweet though, and always plays some great tunes, so I'm looking forward to seeing her shows more frequently once the weather warms up.

There is one more goth event coming up this month that I know of, but unfortunately my emotional support going-out friend hates the venue it's hosted at. Being there is rather similar to how I imagine a single sardine feels being inside a tin chock full of its brethren. I don't mind it as much, but if one needs to step outside at any point, for one, it's still cold as hell out, and for two, not a lot of seating options. It's on a convenient strip, just a stone's throw from a mid pizza place with life-changing Oreo mousse cake, and an arcade bar up the street. But I hate all that back-and-forth shit; I'd much rather just go to one place and stay there. I'm also remarkably bad at most arcade games, including pinball... I kind of forgot how pinball was supposed to work at first and honestly just launched a couple balls into the stratosphere and watching them fall to their death without touching any other button on the machine, oops. Apparently there are some pretty high-tech pinball machines, though, with like, digital screens and accounts you can log into to save your progress on RUSH Pinball. I just wanna know what kind of storyline is to be had on any sort of pinball machine, let alone one about a rock band. Who knows. Not me, because I suck at pinball. I crushed Space Pinball back in the day, though.

It's getting late and I have to be up at the crack of dawn tomorrow, so I'm gonna wrap this up and languish elsewhere. Maybe make an RSS feed..?

Gn,

FMG

2025-02-13. 17:00.

I got groceries yesterday. It took forever and the eggs were nearly twice as expensive as I was expecting them to be. This avian flu shit is getting crazy.

At least the tulips were on sale. They're my favorite flowers, I haven't bought any in a fair while, so it's nice to have them brighten up the room a little bit. My cats have been on pretty good behavior and as of today they are still unharmed.

I also got my favorite apples - Snapdragons. They're a phenomenal variety developed and grown right next door to my state, in New York. Turns out they're a cross between Honeycrisp, which I don't really fuck with, and NY752, a hardier variety that is less susceptable to something called bitter pit, which is a physiological disorder that causes brown spots on the skin and the flesh to become a dry and spongy texture. TBH, Honeycrisps don't necessarily even need to be a victim of bitter pit to be dry and nasty. I've always been an outspoken Honeycrisp hater. It makes for such an underwhelming apple eating experience. At this point I'm concerned that I've just never had a good Honeycrisp, because of the bitter pit thing... Everyone else on God's green earth loves 'em. But given the Snapdragon's resistance to bitter pit, and overall better flavor composition in my opinion, it's just the clear winner in my books. I haven't cooked with them besides adding them into stuffing for a fake Thanksgiving type dinner thing (rotisserie chicken from the store, bagged stuffing mix, microwave mashed potatoes...), so I can't really speak on that, but they're great alone or for a charcuterie board, paired with a nice sharp cheese to cut through the sweetness, or you can double down on it with Biscoff cookie butter spread. But don't ask me about that shit - I'd eat it straight out of the jar given the chance. (Sometimes I give myself the chance).

Anyways, besides bringing home my weekly apple allowance, I hate everything about getting groceries; it's my least favorite adulting chore. You have to go to the stooooore, spend a bazillion dollars, bring everything hoooome, put it all awaaayyyy, and then manage to make and consume all the meal plans you got the groceries for in a timely manner. So annoying. My life hack I'm trying out this week is adding all my meal plans onto my calendar, so I am a) held somewhat accountable for making them in a timely fashion, and b) don't have to ponder about what to make immediately before every mealtime depending on what is most conducive to my schedule. Having it predetermined should really streamline things, and quell the anxiety I get around having to pick something out every time. I did all my pondering for the week already.

That's it for now. Here's some pics from January of my kitten seeing snow for the first time.

FMG