This story: https://notalwaysright.com/beating-the-bonus-out-of-that-boss/351415/ reminds me of something that happened at my own company. We are a service company: salesagent makes an offer to a customer, a team of blue collared workers performs the service. The salesagents were given a target and a bonus was promised if they managed to reach it. It was a juicy […]
I have two friends who recently come out as trans-female, though only one is publicly out and both still look rather masculine. We’re supportive but still adjusting after a decade of thinking of them as male. They’re currently shoving each other on the couch and playfully bickering over something silly. Me: “Boys, no yaoi on […]
And then we were like, "Hey... what if we shared some of these?"
So here's our newest fun thing: my love is strange: an anthology of eight hundred years of unusual care. It's just a commemoration of being together in ways my current society would like to pretend doesn't exist and never did. Alt-texted, illustrated with pictures from the public domain. Table of contents:
Jonasquin on YT (previously) has written a wholly original motet in the 16th century style after Desprez upon the cantus firmus "Seven Nations Army", for the words of Psalm 10, verses 2, 3, 7-11.
Comment would be superfluous.
2026 Mar 20: Jonasquin YT: "A 16th century motet for the US President"
Click through to the video on YT to see the translation in the description.
2. I made a rhubarb pie earlier and we're going to have some of that for dessert. We still have a bunch of baggies of chopped rhubarb in the freezer from when we were buying it from the farmers market last year lol.
3. Ollie loves to snuggle on my clothes. :)

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Lucky Stiff
Third book in the Lillian Byrd murder mystery series.
The Cartographers
When the MC's father dies, she finds an old road map in his things, the source of a massive fight years ago that resulted in him cutting ties with her and blackballing her from the cartography world. In trying to figure out why her father would have kept the map, she learns about not only the secrets of the map itself, but about her parents. I enjoyed this but it was very slow for the first half or so.
The Hanging Tree
A woman goes on a writing retreat at a remote manor and learns of a local legend about a young woman who was hanged as a witch on the property and decides that's what she wants her next book to be about. The book is told in dual timelines with the present being about her research and the past being the actual events. I liked this, but there was way too much romance focus in both the past and present.
Can't We Talk About Something More Pleasant?
Graphic novel about the author's relationship with her parents, especially focused on caring for them in their final years. I really liked this a lot.
Huda F Cares? and Huda F Wants to Know?
Second and third books in the Huda F series of YA graphic novels about a very religious Muslim teen loosely based on the author's life. I continue to enjoy this series.
Hatsukoi no Tsugi vol. 3
Final volume in this companion series to Koi-iji. I liked this a lot.
Read From AAA To A Penny
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Customer: "Okay, so I'll take twenty bucks for this one."
Gets out another old game.
Customer: "Twenty-five for this one."
After another game, I stop him:
Me: "Buddy, that isn't how it works. I'm gonna scan them, the computer will tell me what it's worth, and I'll offer you cash or store credit."
Read From AAA To A Penny
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Birds of Prey
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Sandra Wu-San, Dinah Lance
Additional Tags: Double Drabble, +Modern Age (1986-Present), Post-Crisis, [Birds of Prey Vol. 1 - 1999-2009]
Summary:
Shiva pushes, so Dinah can put it behind.
Distraction from Grief
Move. Evaluate. Decide. Commit.
Shiva was making her work through her grief for Sensei in the way that mattered, now that they had foiled Cheshire's plan. Both of them excelled in the Arts, but the difference was being felt in every muscle, joint, and tendon as Dinah worked through the spar.
Shiva was a master, effortless in blending her many forms to always meet any rally that Dinah made, preventing Dinah from winning. Yet, Dinah also recognized that Shiva was having to rely on that blending to keep the upper hand.
In a formal, single style spar, Dinah and Shiva would likely be evenly matched.
Like this?
Dinah had to smile, a genuine one, to be pushed so far, so hard, so long.
Was that what Shiva had been waiting for? As the next move saw Dinah on the mats and Shiva pinning her, full length, hand in knife-strike pose at her throat.
"You choose life, not dwelling on death," Shiva purred, and damned if that didn't make Dinah remember other aspects of living that were worthwhile.
"Care to live a little with me, grab a hot soak, some good food?"
"Sensualist."
And yet, they moved together in that plan.
How are you doing?
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I could use some help.
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How many other humans are you living with?
I am living single
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One other person
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Please, talk about how things are going for you in the comments, ask for advice or help if you need it, or just discuss whatever you feel like.
Today was A Travel Day; yesterday, in preparation for same, I Ran Errands, including "acquiring Tiny Cake" and "visiting the pharmacy".
On the way from those two jobs to the next couple, I passed Several Good Things.
One was a new-to-me flavour of completely ridiculous daffodil:

It's a double not in the sense of having a confusing froth of intermingled trumpets (as of Double Fashion or Double Camparnelle, both of which exist locally), but in the sense of having two nested trumpets, one shorter and orange, from which the longer white one protrudes. I have never! previously! seen a thing like this! I am really enjoying my current streak of encountering varieties of daffodil that make me go "what the fuck???"
Shortly thereafter I checked over my shoulder while crossing a tiny bridge and was startled and delighted to see A COOT UPON THE NEST that, last I passed it, was clearly still derelict. Obviously I went back and Gazed Upon It for Some Time and was eventually rewarded by it STANDING UP to reveal SEVEN??? (possibly) EGGS!!!
And the Egyptian goslings were peeping about the place when I subsequently passed them on my way back up the hill. A+ errands would run again.
