Nakari Lexfortaine

I can’t speak for every trans person in the South, but for me, it’s pretty fucking awful.

Part of it is my area(lot of old white conservatives). They really don’t give a fuck. I have had to listen to 10 minute rants about gender politics because they want a pink gender reveal cake.

We did multiple cake variations for Valentine’s. All stick figures. We “dared” to put rainbows on a couple of them. We had to get rid of them because people complained about STICK FIGURES under rainbows.

I have to make sure I’m in a safe place to even begin feeling like myself.

I’ve done the mug before.

Actually my preferred way for oatmeal. Warms the mug up, and it stays warm for longer!

Fun personal story time:

Back when I was about 12, my dad and his then-girlfriend lived in a condominium. I was over for the weekend, and needed to take a massive shit.

Take said shit, it won’t flush. Go get the plunger. Plunge plunge plunge. Try again. Now it’s filling up. Plunge plunge plunge. It’s still filling. Panic starts to fill my child heart.

My dad was at work, he wouldn’t be home for another 10, probably 12 hours. I needed an adult. Wait, his girlfriend is home!

Embarrassed as shit, I go to her and explain the situation. She assures me I’m just freaking out, it’s okay, she can handle a clogged toilet!

So she tries. And tries. Then all I hear is “THERE’S SO MUCH POOP! HOW CAN ONE CHILD MAKE SO MUCH POOP?!”

Turned out there was something going on with the sewer line and I just found out in the worst way possible. I wanted to die when I heard her yelling about the amount of shit backflowing. She wasn’t even mad about it, just confused as to why it kept coming.

PTT on Q, for an easier time accidentally hitting it at an inopportune moment.

That way everyone knows why you suck tonight is because you’re going through a messy divorce, she taking the kids, my fucking kids, and you expect me to be at the top of my game? THE LICH KING CAN FUCK OFF UNLESS HE’S THE ONE PAYING THE ALIMONY!

Shift is for Sprint. Ctrl is for Crouch.

It’s right there, in the manual, page 2.

Tiny lamps, magnifiers with lights attached, the little “Lite Worm” you could plug on top that barely did anything besides put a bright spot on your screen…

There was a lot of bad ideas before the concept of a backlit Gameboy left Japan. Because of course they had an exclusive one with a backlight before the GBA was even a thing, let alone the SP.