Having peeps over for vinyl night tonight. The record player has been such a positive thing for a low-pressure social hub/facilitator
Hey @womancorn.bsky.social@eigenrobot.bsky.social , wanted to say thank you for the posts over on Twitter; is very kind and greatly appreciated
It is occurring to me that Twitter has become, over the past few years, easily the primary way I've been finding homes for paintings. I'm thankfully currently in a position where I don't need to freak out about it, but.
As long as I'm here posting, I have a blond coming over for vinyl night tomorrow, y'all. I have an enormous crush on him, and I really shouldn't, but oof. I'm too old to crush this vigorously.
Found one singular tiny little ant crawling on my arm, and now every square inch of my body is sending RED ALERT THERE MIGHT BE A BUG signals. Help ;_;
