| Call me: | Dee |
| Pronouns: | They/Them |
| Dogs: | Three Huskies |
| Show me your pets: | Please. |
| Call me: | Dee |
| Pronouns: | They/Them |
| Dogs: | Three Huskies |
| Show me your pets: | Please. |
I called my sister's husband Andrew/Andy for TWO YEARS. His name is Matt 😬😬😬 (he thought it was a bit, and that I was being hilarious)
it's 1am the night before a protest, so I am Back On My Shit.
here's volume 2 of RESIST!, my mini zine about existing while trans. This one is focused on finding trans joy.
You can get a free printable version here: https://ko-fi.com/s/c2c645adc0
or you can get a paper version at the die-in tomorrow (maybe with a free acrylic necklace!)
Tried to ring the GP to bother them about the ADHD stuff that they were supposed to have done over a year ago. Got distracted whilst waiting in a queue, forgot why I was calling, and hung up.
🙃 this is fine. Everything is fine.
I've been off the shit drugs for nearly a week now, and I can feel my brain coming back to me which is very lovely. But! Now I need to catch up for the past 10 weeks of inability to think and that is significantly less lovely.
Anyone want to help me start a lending library of musical instruments? I'm trying to do it all myself and it is actually a lot harder than I want to admit. Like, how the fuck to do you even *start* writing grant applications???