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Jan. 10th, 2026 02:27 pmhey friends
im deep in the tail end of preparing for the yearly big boston furcon, Anthro New England! i'll only be vending for friday, as far as i know, but it's still going to be a lot of fun. i hope i run into some readers!
if youve never been to ANE, this map shows you where i will be on friday. seek me in the green nutsack. or weird green heart, i wasnt really thinking about the implications when i circled two areas close together.
so that's NEXT weekend, the 16th-18th of january 2026.
i've been pulling a lot of late nights preparing. not just for the con, but other things. for example, the 2025 inhuman sketchbook. i scanned every little inhuman related scrap i came up with last year and compiled them together into a 60+ pg pdf. download that here.
i also knocked out a minizine that's been rattling round in my head related to a very specific climate change issue happening in my neighborhood. The Bleeding Trees is messy, anxious and raw. you can download that here.
yesterday was my 6 month followup with oncology - six years of 6 month followups down, four more to go. still nothing new, still looking like i'm in remission. tho the hospital has recently (due to flu) brought back staff masking (YOU SHOULDNT HAVE STOPPED???) and the oncology ward staff are very polarized on this. giving me the same ol BS antimasker whining. oohhh its too hot, ohhh i cant breathe, ohhh no one can hear me. ohhh youre incredibly full of shit get over it all your patients have compromised immune systems and we both know this hospital policy is: mask if you arent vaxxed. so either get vaxxed, mask up, or ideally do both, but if you want to do neither maybe /get out of healthcare/
wow sorry tiny rant there
thing is there was a recent family news bombshell, the real bad kind, with repercussions and implications reaching way way way way way back. dont want to go into details here because its a) dark b) highly triggering and c) sadly, more common than one would think. the tl;dr is my shitty stepbrother has, somehow, been /even shittier/ this entire time. like full on /predator/ shitty. i really need to trust my instincts!!!!!!!! but the news is heavy, and it's def something i feel i can't leave completely unresolved, so its really been whirling in my head. its def made me more...emotional, i guess?
funds are running low because i'm a bleeding heart and when a verified teenager from gaza gets in my DMs asking me to give money, i do. i dont really have any spare money to give but i cant ignore the cries for help??? in the end no one will care or remember, but i feel like its my moral obligation to try to help. it's similar to when in college i gave all my money for travelling to the hiroshima bomb museum to hurricane katrina relief >.> idk though, i maintain spending what i would on a therapy copay on helping war refugees is better for my mental health than a therapist. i feel much more like ive made a step forward this way. even if i'm broke.
dry cold air has had me chewing my right thumb into a nasty bloody mess of shredded skin flakes, i am very ready for winter to be over with. what do you mean its only january
see you after the con babes
im deep in the tail end of preparing for the yearly big boston furcon, Anthro New England! i'll only be vending for friday, as far as i know, but it's still going to be a lot of fun. i hope i run into some readers!
if youve never been to ANE, this map shows you where i will be on friday. seek me in the green nutsack. or weird green heart, i wasnt really thinking about the implications when i circled two areas close together.
so that's NEXT weekend, the 16th-18th of january 2026.
i've been pulling a lot of late nights preparing. not just for the con, but other things. for example, the 2025 inhuman sketchbook. i scanned every little inhuman related scrap i came up with last year and compiled them together into a 60+ pg pdf. download that here.
i also knocked out a minizine that's been rattling round in my head related to a very specific climate change issue happening in my neighborhood. The Bleeding Trees is messy, anxious and raw. you can download that here.
yesterday was my 6 month followup with oncology - six years of 6 month followups down, four more to go. still nothing new, still looking like i'm in remission. tho the hospital has recently (due to flu) brought back staff masking (YOU SHOULDNT HAVE STOPPED???) and the oncology ward staff are very polarized on this. giving me the same ol BS antimasker whining. oohhh its too hot, ohhh i cant breathe, ohhh no one can hear me. ohhh youre incredibly full of shit get over it all your patients have compromised immune systems and we both know this hospital policy is: mask if you arent vaxxed. so either get vaxxed, mask up, or ideally do both, but if you want to do neither maybe /get out of healthcare/
wow sorry tiny rant there
thing is there was a recent family news bombshell, the real bad kind, with repercussions and implications reaching way way way way way back. dont want to go into details here because its a) dark b) highly triggering and c) sadly, more common than one would think. the tl;dr is my shitty stepbrother has, somehow, been /even shittier/ this entire time. like full on /predator/ shitty. i really need to trust my instincts!!!!!!!! but the news is heavy, and it's def something i feel i can't leave completely unresolved, so its really been whirling in my head. its def made me more...emotional, i guess?
funds are running low because i'm a bleeding heart and when a verified teenager from gaza gets in my DMs asking me to give money, i do. i dont really have any spare money to give but i cant ignore the cries for help??? in the end no one will care or remember, but i feel like its my moral obligation to try to help. it's similar to when in college i gave all my money for travelling to the hiroshima bomb museum to hurricane katrina relief >.> idk though, i maintain spending what i would on a therapy copay on helping war refugees is better for my mental health than a therapist. i feel much more like ive made a step forward this way. even if i'm broke.
dry cold air has had me chewing my right thumb into a nasty bloody mess of shredded skin flakes, i am very ready for winter to be over with. what do you mean its only january
see you after the con babes
