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Friday was my first anniversary in the Devil Girl House. I had Tacoma Girl over for Japanese eats around the corner – I'm still loving all the restaurants in my neighborhood – plus sake, beer, and chats.
Am I still in love with the house itself? Shyeah! It's full of sunlight, stuff that works, and enough room that I don't bump into things. I do have a couple of things on order, though: one large art piece by an artist I saw at SEAF, and a couch cover because its current color is just rawng for the room. After that, no more home improvements, I promise. I've spent enough money on them lately, and then some. There's always that nexthome ownership subsidy tax refund.
I may have done the nerdiest thing ever: I joined a Zoom meeting of local Esperantists. I... could mostly follow them? Again, it was mostly older people, but the youngest dude on the call was really fluent and well above my level. The group is meeting in a park near me next month for a picnic, but it happens to be the same day as Snohomish Pride, to which I've more or less committed to going. Dammit! I tell you, when I am Imperatrix Mundi I will schedule all social events to my convenience.
I made preparations to go out last night, but my body said, "Nope." Now I'm all perky on a Sunday morning. Speaking of things best done at home alone, I'm feeling better and better about my current sex toy design. Ahem.
Oh: there's a ravey thing in Gas Works Park this afternoon. I'll have the time and energy, and the weather is supposed to cooperate.
Am I still in love with the house itself? Shyeah! It's full of sunlight, stuff that works, and enough room that I don't bump into things. I do have a couple of things on order, though: one large art piece by an artist I saw at SEAF, and a couch cover because its current color is just rawng for the room. After that, no more home improvements, I promise. I've spent enough money on them lately, and then some. There's always that next
I may have done the nerdiest thing ever: I joined a Zoom meeting of local Esperantists. I... could mostly follow them? Again, it was mostly older people, but the youngest dude on the call was really fluent and well above my level. The group is meeting in a park near me next month for a picnic, but it happens to be the same day as Snohomish Pride, to which I've more or less committed to going. Dammit! I tell you, when I am Imperatrix Mundi I will schedule all social events to my convenience.
I made preparations to go out last night, but my body said, "Nope." Now I'm all perky on a Sunday morning. Speaking of things best done at home alone, I'm feeling better and better about my current sex toy design. Ahem.
Oh: there's a ravey thing in Gas Works Park this afternoon. I'll have the time and energy, and the weather is supposed to cooperate.
