selfi, very ec! Happy wenbiesday
Hey wenbies and enbies and non-binary folx, genderqueers of all sorts: happy #wenbiesday to you all! You are all fabulous! Reminder that you’re magic, Ishtar loves you, and even the queen of hell thinks you're hot.
💖
star trek snw / improv star trek silly
thinking about the little like.. open fire places they have in the background of some shots in snw- my partner always points out ‘why do they have open flame on a space ship’ - she also points out that this implies they also have tanks of flammable material for this purpose on same spaceship… and i am thinking about how, ok yes if the improvised star trek was still running, ‘captain’s propane tank ran out so we have to stop in at nearby planet to swap it out’ could absolutely be the jumping-off point of an episode
also we have clamps now. gotta resist the urge to just like, go around and clamp random stuff together…
“june, what in the world are you doing”
“oh, you know… just clampin’ “
fathers day, or as my wife says ‘the day when power tools are on sale’
yesterday we put together a picnic table for the back yard. she showed me how to drive screws with our drill. it has a torque setting and automatically stops instead of stripping screws and omg you can just like… drive screws into wood in like 5 seconds??? my wife knows stuff. power tool stuff.
(also our backyard is basically slowly being transformed into like a cozy campsite, which is awesome)
overhearing my partner’s work call - there is apparently some problem with a web cookie. the person on the other end of the line keeps using the word cookie in like every sentence. i resist the urge to sing at the top of my lungs “Cookie cookie cookie starts with C!” in cookie monster voice , because my partner is Very Professional when Working with Clients.
but i want to!!!
… gracefully soaring through the clouds under our floating pants…. 👖
just shifting a letter and this daydream gets weirder and weirder…
“june you ready to go out?”
“almost, just need a sec, got to get my floating pants* on”
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* pants what are floating , like as in they’re up in the corner of a ceiling like an escaped balloon when you’re not wearing them
picturing pods of flying whales gracefully soaring through the clouds under our little floating punts…
i guess they’re not really river creatures tho, even the flying ones, but they are quite beautiful and majestic
one of fedi's many junes
gender non-compliant sapphic
femm, white, living in Duwamish territory (seattle). they/them or she/her. old. into running, science fiction, rainy days, synthesizers, catposting, flowers
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