30s/white/tired/coyote/&
Words are my favorite stim toy
Me: I can cook tonight. I can save money for pride on saturday. I can have a little fun with it. I do not need to order in for dinner. I—
Me: wait why does my hand hurt
[Flashback to something heavy falling on the exact same spot on my hand the exact same way, twice]
Me: ah.
Me reaching for phone with non-dominant hand: welp,
Cheesesteaks are medicinal, right
Like we agreed on that today, right
I can eat a hoagie with my offhand, right?
hurt hand at work buddies
i smashed mine between two beer kegs when a full one tipped down onto the empty one i was trying to lift
A part of our machine for transmission fluid exchanges fell off its cradle twice and hit the bones on the back of my hand. It hurts so bad lol
Solidarity
who knew exchanging fluid between two transes could be so homophobic
i'm debatably sorry but not extremely sorry
Something something trans fluid exchanger something something impact play something something, lmao
i don't know if you agree but i'll say "it's lucky that you're not in any of the group chats where mine friend @tamber talks about hir own work at an auto shop" because i swear i've done at least two "i barely knew 'er"s per day for the past week at hir
distributor cap? i barely knew 'er, Cap!
maybe it's unlucky that we don't share that presence maybe you're missing out
I am probably missing out, I'm just terrible at keeping up with the internet these days,
And that is p funny
yeag same. i have my few little places i stick my goofy li'l cow and snake heads into and then im nowhere else. you're always welcome to make yourself a part of that world tho!!!
Noted!
But also quietly afraid of committing to anything and letting everyone down when I space out for the 8 billionth time
