Jul. 4, 2025
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One lonely toy,
On Christmas morning in the cold,
She didn’t get picked this year.
She keeps her head up against the wind,
Staring through the storefront window at treasured possessions,
Better luck next year.
One lonely toy,
On Christmas morning in the cold,
She didn’t get picked this year.
She keeps her head up against the wind,
Staring through the storefront window at treasured possessions,
Better luck next year.
Listen I don’t want to speak too soon, because I’ve been having trouble with this since I updated my Mac to Sequoia, but I think I just solved my networking issues to my VMs. For context, NAT networks just weren’t working. I figured it must have been an issue with the new “Privacy and Security” settings since that’s what changed in MacOS 15, but that doesn’t actually seem to be the case. What I had to do was delete all my VMware config files, specifically the ones found in User/Library/Application Support and User/Library/Preferences. I just deleted everything that had “fusion” or “VMWare” in the title and it worked. Oh my gosh if that was the solve of ~2 weeks of trouble… I’ll be grateful, sure, but it will have been SO frustrating.
This morning while doing my laundry, I realized that I’d reached a very satisfying point in my transition…
I was folding up piles of my clothes to put in the basket and then I stopped for a moment to take a step back. I looked at the piles and went “yes, these are right. I like these.” The colours, the cuts, the styles, they all felt right, like what I’ve always wanted to wear but couldn’t quite figure out in the early years of my transition. Seeing them all together in the basket, and especially not seeing the types of clothes I wore before transitioning felt so wonderful to me, like I’d reached a quiet milestone worth a moment of celebration.
Historical revisionism bit for a trans girl’s gender…
Going back into her memories.
Editing, pruning. Changing names, tidying up pronouns…
So that they’ve always been right.
It may not have been that way before… But now, it always has been.
Been trying to use my phone less, espeically when I don’t need to. It’s kind of amazing/terrifying how much better I feel in the morning when I force myself not to check my notifications first thing after I wake up.
Obviously as a freelancer divorcing myself from my phone entirely is out of the question. Even when I’m taking “away from the phone time” I’ll answer calls if they’ll get me work or maintain a good relationship with a client.
You can take the girl out of the streaming setup, but you can’t take the streaming setup out of the girl.
Maybe those years we spent in lockdown perfecting our twitch setup made more of an impact on us than we all realised <3
The little inkling that something is wrong, amiss, that would otherwise be called instinct?
Now I have their names, their faces, and I love them.
It’s so romantic to take the tags off your clothes! What an act of ownership! “This is mine now and I don’t care that it affects the resale value”. Also it makes them feel more premium, you can pretend it was made for you instead of purchased at at a store. Now, the garment is yours. It’s custom in a sense! That’s so neat, I want custom clothes!
Cutting the tags off of your clothes to make them more sensory friendly is an act of love! You’re saying “I need my clothes to do ABC, and I’m making it do ABC to suit me”. You don’t have to suffer through the tags being annoying! You can remove one of the little annoyances in your life and be happier about it, even if it’s only 1% happier that’s still happier!