Tag: Emerson
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I took a roughly 4 hour nap this afternoon.
I also made a post saying that Emerson and I would be unreachable for the next day or so. I’m still feeling pretty socially burnt out, but I’m feeling marginally better. We’ll see what tomorrow brings. -Allēna
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I think I might have broken myself a little today.
But Emerson and I got the apartment mostly clean, wheeee. -Allēna
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Apologies for not writing yesterday,
I appear to have crashed for about 14 hours last night. My body desperately needed it, I have been exhausted and running on fumes of late and haven’t really been okay. But today was much better. I got to spend time with Emerson and my other local partner, whom I shall call Cadmium, today. She…
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The things I do for content..
Today, that was getting sunsick. Emerson and I went to a bookshop downtown after our original plans fell through, and I got…kind of irradiated making a video while I was waiting for him to finish up inside. I have to be awake at 10 AM tomorrow for writer’s group and I did not nap today…
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Emerson and I went to see a reading of a play at County Clare Irish Pub tonight.
It was simultaneously very funny but also very emotionally heavy, and I took a much needed smoke break towards the end of it. Two girls were discussing their guy drama and I told them to just be bold and also trust their gut because we live in a hellscape. I told them that that’s how…
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I’ve been going pretty much nonstop today, but..
I got reunited with the short sword from Emerson’s and my wedding and obtained a tiara!!! This photo was taken of me at Linneman’s tonight: I would describe this aesthetic as “Galadriel if she had decided to marry Sauron, but had eventually gotten tired of his conniving ass, gutted him in the divorce proceedings, and…
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Emerson featured tonight at Linneman’s!
He did a trans themed set and it went SO WELL. I’m so proud of him 💛 -Allēna
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I did this today.
I had so much fun. My hands were covered in red paint for a longggg time afterwards… -Allēna
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I think I’m starting to figure out why I’m so reserved/”cold” emotionally.
When I was a teenager, like 13-15, I was a HOPELESS romantic. I would write fully fledged, and ultimately fully produced and orchestrated songs for my crushes and create massive works of art across a variety of mediums that took months, sometimes years, to complete, at an age when most boys couldn’t be arsed to…