text post from 15 hours ago

Training and preparing my two underlings for war. I cannot decide if they are mob goons or knights, but I will not lose. They alternate between "yes, my lady" and "you got it Baws," for now.

Always recruiting, by the way. Anyone want to die in war for me? Or perhaps just get knocked out from behind after remarking that the sound you heard was just the wind?


text post from 1 day ago

somehow instead of saying "as a treat", I've started using the phrase "for morale", as if my body is a ship and its crew, and I (the captain) have to keep us in high spirits, lest we suffer a mutiny in the coming days.

and so I will eat this small block of fancy cheese, for morale. I will take a break and drink some tea, for morale. I will pick up that weird bug, for morale.

I'm not sure if it helps, but it does entertain me


text post from 1 day ago

my stupid fucking aunt loraine bought us an air friar for our wedding present 🤦‍♀️ the apartments barely big enough for the two of us now weve got this dumb asshole flying around preaching at us ... every time i get a migraine he tries to give me herbs and poultices 🙄