the head is only a dangerous dead weight

Day after day...night after night...I can feel all my selves slipping away. If it were just the grid, I could maybe fight it, but I ask the girls if they've ordered the power supply yet, and I'm being given various shades of no. "We're looking at a couple models", they've said. Then that became "No, not yet". One of them is hoping to catch a friend for "troubleshooting".

I have no computer and I must scream.

And in RL (more or less), the world is on fire. And all I can do is watch, and send emails to my Congressional reps, and mend. There is an insane level of mending that built up before my carpal tunnel surgery. And after...well, I'm still sewing everything by hand.

So my my But that's enough of that, I'm getting more bored of talking about it than I am of talking about the eternal headache. I just...want...time...to breathe.

But hey, Vibes is on Tubi, so it's not all bad.

kill your pride, turn your fear to a weapon

Not doin' well. Had to unpack a deliberately reinforced line of embroidery, ended up jabbing the seam ripper through the fabric tree times. Now I have to reinforce the remaining threads, mend the new holes, and probably track down a smallish patch of some sort to cover it all.GAH.

So.

Channels keeping me sane:

BigGaming64 (If One Topic at a Time didn't exist, he'd be THE most wholesome YouTuber.)

fastpassfacts (All animatronic history, all the time.)

WhyJordie
(All mechaniphobia content, all the time.)

HordesofHorror (Horror reviews, both film and books, much like SpookyAstronauts.)

KingKey (Supportive drag king moments.)

And one bonus single vid, P.M Seymour reading a Tumblr post on bees (Every point you need to defeat vegan arguments about honey.)

did you just say you're finished? didn't know we started

So...hey...

I still haven't fixed the blog, beginning to despair of that happening before 2027...and I might have enough images formatted and linkable from the "Lillith's Thorns" Medici Collar shoot; and I am going to review what I can long-distance, but...that will be the last with shots of me. (Though, won't lie, tempted to see if I can inveigle Justine and/or Lucifer as models. Haven't asked yet, it's just idle pondering for the moment.)

Why? Well, because my comp's power supply toasted. Rotten timing. We're trying to see if we have enough to get one this month; if we don't, it may mean February--or longer--



AND I AM ALREADY LOSING MY GODDAMN MIND--

But it's okay. I will get through this.It is going to be mental updating every thing from my phone, though.
Oh, and for all the (non-American) friends who've asked:



All caught up? Fab. Because 2026 is shaping up to be a razorblade rollercoaster of psychopathy!



Indeed.