Arilin Thorferra @arilin@meow.social

This restaurant is nice but it's pretty loud, and right now it is hard for me not to picture a bunny woman glowering at the noise level

This is not the story I set out to start today, but it is the story I deserve, or something

Very tempted to work "I have two wolves inside of me, and I need plenty of beer to wash them down" into a story

Apparently when I am stressed out I want to buy fonts.

This has been a stressful day.

If no one else from your team is in the office an hour after you get there, you can go work from home, right? This is surely some kind of ironclad office rule

Me: look, I don't want a potential vignette series about the grumpy giant bunny. She's just a—
Muse: but what if
Muse: *hands over scribbled note*
Me: ...
Me: I love this and I hate you.
Muse: \o/

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Now my muse is vaguely suggesting a series of vignettes that all begin with the bunny being annoyed by someone and responding with what could be diplomatically described as "wildly disproportionate force"

There are two bros at a coin-op arcade game in the back of this brewery screaming AWWW! WOO! AWWW! *constantly.* If a vignette about a predatory bunny girl starts with her trying to drink a beer in peace and losing her shit, now you know why. 😾

If I did a vignette with a mean, probably predatory bunny to get her out of my head (ha! fat chance), what would be a good size for her?

Pete Buttigieg is that kid in high school debate class who makes profoundly inessential statements with a great deal of smug confidence #noxp

Mike Bloomberg's money has afforded him many things, but "stage presence" and "debate skills" are very clearly not among them #noxp

I remade last night's aborted "piña colada daiquiri" and it's great: 1 oz each Koloa Coconut and Plantation Pineapple rum, 3/4 oz lime juice, 1/2 oz simple syrup, shaken. (The specific rums matter! Malibu won't cut it.)

Terrifying, question mark? (A bit of conversation between Kani, the 5'8" coyote, and Jillian, the 80' squirrel.)

In a mood where I want to write about a mean, large rabbit girl doing mean, large rabbit girl things, whatever those may be

I mixed a piña colada daiquiri in a Boston shaker—a pint glass stuck in a larger metal mixing cup, like most bars use. The glass is so stuck it just won't dislodge, even after waiting an hour. I gave up and had a too-boozy double IPA.

Argh, somehow my Mastodon client ate the punchline for that photo, which defeats the entire point. Sigh. I reallllly wish the Twitterrific folks would have gone through with Tooterrific…

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