failing at even the most modest self-improvement goals. I told myself I'd start sorting through the junk in my upstairs room; haven't made a step towards that goal
- they/them
plural system in Seattle, WA (b. 1974)
lots of fictives from lots of media, some horses, some dragons, I dunno. the Pnictogen Wing is poorly mapped.
host: Mx. Kris Dreemurr (they/them)
chief messenger and usual front: Mx. Chara or Χαρά (they/them)
other members:
Mx. Frisk, historian (they/them)
Monophylos Fortikos, unicorn (he/him)
Kel the Purple, smol derg (xe/xem)
Pim the Dragon, Kel's sister (she/her)
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in reply to @pnictogen-wing's post:
our downstairs bedroom has a huge pile of clothes that we've been meaning to put away for ... months?
you've got, like, a job though right? I mean, I assume you're actually busy in different ways. we're not. we have no reasons, nothing's tiring us out. we just suck
idk that it matters because we've been doing anything we can to avoid putting the clothes away
various parts of our executive function are just gone, we can only load the dishwasher, putting things away is kinda beyond us rn
it's stupid but it's far too easy to think "well I'll be wearing them and washing them anyway, why put them away"