a mellow much

Oct. 3rd, 2025 05:59 pm
sistawendy: me in C18-inspired makeup looking amused (amused eighteenthcent)
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I went to the first-Thursday queer women's munch at the Wildrose last night. There were only eight people there, but that's not bad because I don't get the FOMO because I can't get to half the people in the room. I could have stayed home and circumflatulated, but I'm glad I didn't. Happiness is hanging out with people you have a lot in common with.

I still haven't seen Martha, the 'Rose's owner, all year. That's too bad.

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Oct. 3rd, 2025 08:05 am
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I am once again stating that I do NOT WANT to spend the whole weekend lying on my bed doing phone games while watching Drag Race, I want to DO SOMETHING ELSE. Dress could be finished up easy peasy. Next item(s) could be cut out easy peasy. Will I actually do it? Stay tuned...

Payday today and I am excited to have funds in my account again. My planning went very awry and even with the influx of cash from the expo, I lost most of my saved money for NYC. But it's a 3-period month and I have GRAND PLANS to catch back up. M and I were looking at flights yesterday as there is a sale on right now. I could do it as long as I got approved for flex-pay. I need to do a big grocery shop. So many plans!

I remembered how to sleep.

Oct. 2nd, 2025 08:38 am
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After udon courtesy of the Wendling for dinner, a little houswork, and (yeah, I know) Duogingo, I started to feel sleepy. It had been a rainy day, and local sunset yesterday was at 1837. So I listened to my body and went to bed.

I woke up afet 2230, took off my makeup and brushed my teeth, and fell asleep again around 2315. I slept until my alarm went off at 0600.

That's over ten hours of sleep. And I got what I thought was a decent night's sleep Tuesday night. I'm not entirely sure why this happened, but this is definitely a gift horse situation.

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Oct. 1st, 2025 01:05 pm
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Yesterday was a pray-for-a-coma migraine. I went to an appointment with my GP to talk about a bunch of things, then came home, looked at my computer, realized that yes really a migraine was coming on fast and hard, then logged out. My interrupt meds kinda-sorta helped, but I spent the day in a napping haze.

Late afternoon-ish, there was a marked drop in the symptoms that mean I can't look at the TV, so Peev and I decided to watch Weapons. Which is a decent horror movie, and I'll probably watch it again to see what I missed. You see, Peev was adamant that I not do my usual thing of spoiling myself for the movie, because he'd heard from multiple people to avoid all spoilers before watching. 

... yeah. Now he understands why I spoil myself, because being tense and anxious about possible jump scares and just what happens next means I can't settle in and enjoy the story AND causes a low-to-mid level anxiety attack. He gets it now. 

Reality arrives with fall.

Oct. 1st, 2025 08:54 am
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I'm home in Seattle, not bopping around New York.

Poo:

I have put away my bike shorts for the winter.

I have closed all my windows.

I have gotten back on the apps (Now on Feeld!) but my heart isn't in it.

Still not Imperatrix Mundi. And the mundus certainly needs an imperatrix like yours truly right now.

But hey:

I no longer need to water my outdoor plants for the next several months.

It's amazing how quickly my weight responds to getting back on my bike and not eating minibar snacks.

I've been making circumflatulatory progress.

I've got some awesome Burner-flavored events scheduled for the next two weekends, and the Tickler is going with me to the first of them.

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Oct. 1st, 2025 09:29 am
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Yesterday I finished up the majority of the sewing for the dress, first making 2 right sleeves even though I was trying to be really careful, and realizing that I hadn't cut facings for the cuffs and I DEFINITELY did not have enough left for them. I cut them out of black poplin; the cuff is a permanently turned up feature on this sleeve, so it was fine. Just needs hemming, buttons and buttonholes, and a good press.

Didn't get anything else cut out yet, but that's on the "rest of the week and into the weekend" list. I have an appointment on Saturday morning and otherwise no plans.

Week 5

Sep. 29th, 2025 08:22 pm
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Here's where I left off last week:
“Candy Cane Santa Stocking” progress - 9/22/25

On Saturday I finished the toe:
“Candy Cane Santa Stocking” progress - 9/27/25

Sunday I started the top, and here's where I left off:
“Candy Cane Santa Stocking” progress - 9/28/25

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Sep. 29th, 2025 07:41 am
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On Friday I did finish up the knitting swatch, and blocked it on Saturday. I put it in a closet to protect it from the kittens, and have not yet looked at it again.

Saturday I said I am NOT going to spend the whole weekend rotting in bed watching Drag Race! I'm NOT!!! I have my fall wardrobe fabrics picked out and by golly I'm gonna make them before it's too cold!! Luckily they will work as winter clothes too lol. But that still doesn't help if they aren't made into anything and just sit on my table as yardage.

So I put on the Hadestown soundtrack and cut out the first article, another Scout dress. I had this hideous orange and blue plaid in my stash forever. I wanted to make a Victorian-esque dress out of it, inspired by a couple of costumers who made similar ones out of a tablecloth or 1.5m of fabric, but I could not figure out how to make it work on the little yardage I had. I didn't measure it this time, though I had in the past. I did measure the width, and lookit that, its 35" wide, so it was another of my aunt's deep stash that I've had for 20+ years. This fabric is certainly older than me. I knew there was NO WAY I was getting the pleated skirt onto it, absolutely not, and that was never the plan. I was struggling with placement for a hot minute, the 3/4 sleeve I wanted was too wide to fit on the half-width, but I also didn't want to open up the fabric bc that left a lot of waste and a skirt that wasn't as full as I would like (it was already a struggle on 35" fabric!). And the plaid was directional! In the end, I scooted the sleeve onto the width I had and got two even panels that even started on the same bar of plaid for the skirt. There is literally scraps left, not even enough for a shirt pocket, never mind a skirt pocket.

Then I made the critical error of sitting down on my bed and letting the kittens lay on me. Out like a light for two full hours.

Sunday morning I started sewing, knowing that M wouldn't want to leave the house too early. At 10 am I took a break to go to the pet store for cat food and pop into the gas station to fill up my dang tire, which was completely flat gdi. I ended up parking right in front of my place and at a spot where i can see the rear tires very clearly from my window and I think it's still holding air, or was as of approx. 4pm yesterday. The bodice is already mostly constructed, sleeves are next. Very quick make, this one. We went to the museum, where it was busy (because it was free admission) but not too bad, wandered the special exhibit (orcas, which both awed us in their size, and saddened us in how cruelly they are treated) and then decided to leave. We power walked the galleries last time because we only had an hour, and for about 30 seconds we were like "well we're here..." and then just, no, no thank you. Too peopley. This museum is here, it's not going anywhere. We can visit it again.

Took a wander through the gift shop, where we bought rocks (mine has an ammonite fossil in it!) and then decided to walk 1.4 km/most of a mile to an ice cream shop. Enjoyed our ice cream, chatted, said hello to a doggo, and then walked all the way back and went home. I immediately made dinner and washed some dishes because the minute I sat down, that was going to be IT. The rest of the night was watching Drag Race and playing on my phone.

Tomorrow is a solemn day that I get to spend at home (I hate calling it a holiday, its not, its the National Day for Truth and Reconciliation, aka Orange Shirt Day, aka a day to reflect on the horrors of residential schools and other atrocities committed against indigenous peoples), so I should be able to finish the dress no problem. M should be off in enough time for us to watch DWTS at a reasonable hour, but I can pick her up too, and that will make the evening a little smoother.

I pulled out my prepared pattern pieces for a jumper dress, so that's next on my list. I need to add a couple of undergarment pieces too, nothing wild or complicated.

Getting back to sewing felt really nice :3

Weekend Goal

Sep. 27th, 2025 12:16 pm
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The goal for the weekend is to finish the toe of the Christmas stocking I'm working on.

party now, save later

Sep. 27th, 2025 09:11 am
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I went to Mercury A's 50th birthday party at her place on Capitol Hill last night. It was a good old-fashioned house party full of goths, many of whom are old friends. Pretty awesome, and easy to get there & back on the bus. You know, I could do my 60th that way. We shall see.

I've decided not to spend the night in San Francisco, which means no clubbing. Given that I'll need to be more careful with money for surgery — yes, even with the inheritance — and work has been a little unpredictable lately, it seemed like a bad idea.

New York continues to shape my life.

Sep. 26th, 2025 02:26 pm
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Latex drinks, all very sociable and an excellent opportunity to show off something I picked up in New York. (Madame Zoie identified the maker, Polymorphe, while I was blanking on their name.) Sadly, the season of needing heat lamps in outdoor spaces has begun in Seattle, at least if you're wearing latex, which doesn't insulate. Le sigh. And that cutie who looked age-appropriate? Very poly and as far as I know het. Le sigh redux.

Oh, and speaking of things I picked up in New York, a piece of information: The Deschamps-Braly clinic in San Francisco does excellent facial feminization surgery. I've since learned that their lead times are actually reasonable. I, uh, pulled the trigger: I put down a deposit and scheduled an in-person consultation down there. Gosh, what kind of trouble can I get into on a Wednesday night in San Francisco, and with whom? (Folks, I have a pretty good idea of the answers to these questions.)

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Sep. 25th, 2025 08:58 am
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Monday I was exhausted so the evening was spent laying in bed.

Tuesday was Dancing with the Stars, so I was at M's place for most of it.

Yesterday I was fired up! My first evening home in 4 days when I wasn't completely wiped! I was gonna do THIS! I was gonna do THAT! I might even do THING!

Reader, I collected the garbages, and took a nap. I even went back to sleep at a reasonable time (just after midnight) and stayed asleep all night.

Hanging out at the other building today, so at least my day is going to be quiet and free of noisy coworkers talking my ear off. I can't watch videos over here, but that is OK. So peaceful! Perhaps tonight the this and that and thing will get done. I definitely need a change, this is stressful on me in ways that are so subtle.

I have been successfully advertised to, after nearly a year of instagram ads, with creative journaling stickers. I've been waffling on them, would I actually use them, probably not, waffle waffle... Then I was looking at their videos on YouTube and decided to just go for it. I haven't got a clue how to start, but for now I can just copy their spreads until I figure out what works for me. I was thinking how it would be useful for me to have a monthly list of all of my pre-approved and recurring payments, and this will suit me very well. Pages of stickers and a small space for each day already tickles my brain. I feel like I could just write down something each day, that doesn't have to be world-shattering or even "productive", and review the books whenever I like. A nice analog of my life right now to look back on some day.

So I was watching those videos on Tuesday and I was just FIRED UP to get home and pull out my plethora of stickers and a blank journal I have kicking around. While at M's place, I made a month for October and filled in bits and pieces. I did use ultra cutesy stickers because that's what I had and it does not fit the vibe of October at all lol. When I got home, I added a bunch of Halloween stickers and that's much better. But I do not like the notebook I used, the paper is SO THIN that a regular gel pen is heckin visible through the page. "I can do this," I said. "it's fine for now."

"For now" lasted about 12 hours and I subscribed to the stickers. On the 24th, completely missing the fact that the next sub would be out on the 25th and would charge again. Whoops. Welp. I could have skipped it but chose not to. They did say anyone who auto-renews would get a coupon, and I 100% intend to take advantage of that...

Anyway, I guess I'm in my sticker journal era. Yay me?

Ok self, let's get fired up for a few nights of being a fantastic human who takes care of themselves and does fun hobbies. Plans for the next few nights/weekend:

-free!! museum friend-date with M
-dishes (ugh)
-cleaning in general, the floor esp needs a tidy and vacuum
-start the sewing!
-are you ever gonna finish that knitting swatch?
-prepare yarns for next KAL project
-make bread

No more electronic screaming.

Sep. 25th, 2025 06:21 am
sistawendy: me looking confident in a black '50s retro dress (mad woman)
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TL;DR: I have replaced my upstairs smoke detector.

Epic saga: the old unit was made by Kidde. I took a bus ride to my favorite hardware store, only to learn that they didn't carry anything by Kidde, but switching manufacturers is just a simple matter of installing new mounting hardware and wiring. I noped out of that.

Yes, it's questionable to go with the same manufacturer again given that the first unit died way before its time, but this has dragged on long enough. Besides, turning the power off to mess with wiring upstairs means I lose internet, which means my son might perish from lack of internet.

Who sells Kidde? Home Depot, which is Trumpy. Amazon, which is... less Trumpy? I went with Amazon.

Oh by the way, Kidde has switched power connectors between the old unit and the new one. At least the adapters are cheap.

Anyhoo, in my loft I finally have one (1) smoke & carbon monoxide detector securely placed in the old mounting bracket (whose color doesn't quite match) with a happy little green light powered by the mains of the Devil Girl House. It feels like a bigger deal than it is, which is why I'm writing so much.

Week 4

Sep. 24th, 2025 06:30 pm
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Here's where I left off last week:
“Candy Cane Stocking” progress - 9-14/25

And here's where I left off this week:
“Candy Cane Santa Stocking” progress - 9/22/25

It's actually where I left off Monday night instead of Sunday because I forgot to take the picture before I started working on it Monday night.

The heel is all filled out, and I'm working my way to the toe.

Welcome home, Miss Bitch.

Sep. 24th, 2025 06:38 am
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After I unpacked, I got a wild hair and went to the open decks night at the Blue Moon. Some great tunes, some less great tunes. Dawgs. Stickers. Ravers. Happiness.

But then I got tired from my cross-country trip and headed for the bus. When I got to the stop, there was an older White woman talking at a younger Black man. He was irritated enough to leave the bus shelter and walk past me a few steps. But the old lady followed him. At some point she said blah blah "you people" blah blah, and that's when I spun around to look. I thought that it might be a come-get-your-girl moment.

The young man looked me in the eye and gestured for me to stay out of it. I gestured to him that I couldn't even hear her over the four lanes of traffic right behind me.

Shallow fashion details, because they're germane: I was wearing a 1950s-inspired dress with a rose-and-spider-web print, and the steel necklace that my mother gave me that looks like pearls, and MAC Ruby Woo lipstick. I was dolled up a little because that's how I roll.

The old lady turned to me and said something like, "Her people don't even give a shit. Do you even know what the NAACP is?"
"Yes," I said. I didn't interrogate her about who "her people" are.
The old lady went back to the bus shelter.
"Are you OK?" the young man asked.
"I'm fine. What about you?"

The bus arrived mercifully soon after that. I got on first and the old lady said, "Get on the bus first, Miss Bitch!" I hadn't noticed that she was shuffling a bit, and the doors had opened right in front of me.

Fun fact: the old lady got off in the middle of Wallingford. That's at least the second time I've seen an elderly transit pest get off there. Coincidence? I hope so for the sake of Wallingford residents.

Y'know, I just spent a week riding transit all over the New York city area and I didn't encounter anyone like this on transit, even after midnight. I come home and it happens within two hours of walking out my front door. Christ on a pogo stick. Having been until recently the daughter of someone like that, I'm still not sure what to do about them: the really irritating, possibly partially functioning ones.

New York City, part 7 of 7

Sep. 24th, 2025 05:52 am
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Greetings from the Devil Girl House!

Monday was largely about the eetz: on a tip from [personal profile] neurosismancer I went to Xi'an Famous Foods in Chelsea and had the lamb noodles. Fan-damn-tastic! Yeah, they're cheap eats, but they're great cheap eats.

I took a recommendation that I got Saturday night and jumped on the L train to Brooklyn, just to see what I could see. It was reassuringly normal at Graham Ave, a neighborhood with no skyscrapers; pedestrians of all ages; a high fraction of residential property, most of it from before this century; and businesses some of which sell stuff that people need. There was a big mural of one woman pouring coffee for another woman. The former wore a necklace reading "Boricua"* and the other one wore one reading "Italiana". That was the vibe I got.

From the Dept. of Mystery: what's up with the popularity of Union Square station on the L train? A whole lot of people either get off there coming from Brooklyn, or get on there going to Brooklyn. I even checked for large employers nearby, but I didn't see any. Sure, it's a transfer stop, but there are a lot of transfer stops in lower Manhattan.

Got pierogis at Veselka — another restaurant tip from [personal profile] neurosismancer — over in the east village and conveniently close to the L train. Honestly, I think I should have ordered them fried instead of boiled. But Veselka is a pretty big place with tasty food and fast service in a neighborhood settled by east Europeans. The have borscht and desserts I'd never heard of.

I allotted more time than I needed to get to JFK. Maybe it's just as well that my subway ride from midtown Manhattan to outer Queens was mellow: I got conflicting information about where my A train was going**. The conductor*** settled the matter over the train's PA. The glory of the subway is that it resulted in only a seven-minute delay somewhere underneath Brooklyn.

Farewell, New York. Too much is just about right.



*A Puerto Rican. I'm pretty sure only Puerto Ricans use that word.
**To get to JFK, you want the A train to Far Rockaway, not Lefferts Blvd. AKA Ozone Park. The A forks like London's Northern line.
***Most of the recorded subway announcements don't have a New York accent. Real live MTA employees, however, do.
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The title is because every time there's a Rapture predicted, I listen to Astro Zombies. It seems appropriate.

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As some of you may have noticed from my shrieking on social media yesterday, My Chemical Romance announced tour dates for 2026. The closest they're coming to me is San Diego or L.A., and yes, discussions are being had about which show I should try to purchase tickets for. EXCEPT that I'll have to purchase those tickets later, because they go on sale on Friday, right when I'll be in the office for an all-day meeting. 
:: wails ::

The Stroppy One pointed out that more tickets always become available closer to the concert dates, and while I know he's right, that doesn't sooth the wailing fangirl part of my brain. Stupid work calibration meetings.

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Yesterday I discovered the clothing company Market of Stars, and specifically this duster. I flailed a lot about in on Bluesky and Tumblr, because my god that is pretty and I already thought of two different outfits I could use it with. To my complete shock, someone who's followed me for years and years sent me the money for it, saying they wanted to spread some kindness. I am shocked but grateful.

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IG has started showing me a lot of witchy content. Not just the aesthetic IG witches, but people who's approaches are similar to mine. I don't know why the algorithm started doing that, but I prefer it to the hordes of "alt" makeup tutorials done by baby faced, dripping with collagen youngsters. (I found all of them adorable, but found myself muttering "Okay, now show me how to do that with permanent eye bags" a lot.) 

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As many of you know, my company hosts the all-hands Company Kick-Off event at the beginning of every year in Phoenix AZ, and there's always a costume theme for the first day. The 2026 theme is ... teams. Any way someone wants to interpret that, but of course all the examples were sports-related. But! I came up with a brilliant idea and presented it to my team: we all carry notepads and oversized pencils, and ta-da! We're the writing team. My peeps liked it, so that's what we're doing.

New York City, part 6

Sep. 22nd, 2025 09:58 am
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I think I found the way to zen out in New York: sitting on a bench in Madison Square Park around 11:00 in the shade of trees, listening to a busker play sax across the park, and peeking up at the top of the Flatiron building.

And why was I in the neighborhood? To go to the Museum of Sex. I’m sorry to say that I don’t think it’s worth the ticket price, even if it does a fairly good job of showing how messed up the past was. I can only hope that things are better for future generations.

Then, much napping because of Saturday night.

After dinner, I made a pilgrimage: the Stonewall Inn, where the (modern, effective) queer rights movement started with a riot on June 28th, 1969. There’s a tiny, triangular park with life-size statues of gay activists talking about what to do next after the riots. There was also a memorial to a trans girl who’d been recently murdered by a family member. Outside the gate stood a bored-looking policewoman. Trust New York to produce some unsubtle visual metaphors.

The bar itself? Seems perfectly normal. It’s mostly men, natch, but they’re not clones. Yes, it’s a bit of a tourist trap, but not obnoxiously so.

Today’s plan: good eetz and Brooklyn.

New York City, part 4

Sep. 20th, 2025 09:57 am
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I tried to take it easy yesterday in an attempt to let my feet heal. Read on to see how successful I was.

I took the subway to 86th & Central Park West with every intention of walking straight across the park to be at the Met (the art museum, not the opera house). The thing is, Central Park was designed to facilitate relaxation via meandering paths. So I got turned around in the park a couple of times, thereby exploring way more of it than I meant to. Favorite part: the big, OTT fountain where you can row boats. Less favorite part: serious cyclists hauling ass on what, it must be said, are well-engineered paths for them. They wanna ride, I get it, but the laws of physics demand caution from pedestrians.

But on to the Met! Which is gigantic! And the same price as MoMA! Navigation wasn’t easy for me: I ended up going up, over, and down to get to the Man Ray exhibit, nomming sushi along the way. During that wander I learned that a French artist in the 1870’s got grief from critics because the women in his painting weren’t pretty enough; most of the models were his sisters.

So yeah, the intensity of the “fuck you” that the early twentieth century art movements delivered to the art establishment makes a lot of sense in that context. And who better than Man Ray, MKA Emanuel Radnitzky, an outsider even to the Paris art scene where he flourished, to mess with things? He moved from painting to airbrushing, then basically invented contact prints (“rayographs”), made experimental short films, and made everyone from his artist friends to an Italian countess love looking weird in his photos. Yeah, he was clearly a het dude, but.

Here’s why you should always read the blurb: you might not immediately notice that the 16th-century Dutch print you’re looking at is porn. And at least when it came to ceramics, the Greeks got their act together less than 200 years after the Bronze Age collapse, in the so-called geometric period.

Recovered in my hotel room for a couple of hours. Had a fancy BBQ sandwich down the street. (I’ll be getting to restaurant recommendations today.) Then crashed at a reasonable hour in this time zone. Je ne regrette rien.
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