We’ve got power in the workshop. Yes it’s run all the way from the house. No you can’t ask how many extension chords, I don’t want to talk about that number.
We can theoretically plug in a crock pot or a blender or some shit at this point. A friend tells me that extension chords might not be able to handle too many things asking for energy at once. (This is very fucking relatable.) Not sure if we can get a space heater to work, up here, with things set up the way that they are right now. If I had a space heater, I would absolutely try it. For kicks.
It isn’t actually too cold up there, though. It’s out of the wind. Bundle up with a couple of layers and some rain boots and folks should be okay.
At least one hammock chair tomorrow.
Iiii’m feeling fucking androgynous today.
This is the compromise, the place where I can present or think of myself as gendered without having to try so hard that it feels like a mask.
Funny story – a friend who lives in Virginia reportedly said, out loud, in middle school, that they didn’t think trans people really existed because if trans people did exist then they would probably be one.
And like. Lo and behold…
They like to light things on fire and walk in the woods at night listening to frogs.
Alternatively, going out for an emergency Mochi run at Trader Joe’s and then driving home slowly with the windows down blasing Kanye is totally fine.
Their favorite shirt from Target has rainbow pinstripes and says “be the gay dad you want to be in the world.”
Thriving.
God, I wish I was that cool. We send each other memes.
Anyway. As soon as I get through this third out of three logic exams tomorrow, I can spend more time away from the books. The weather is supposed to get a bit warmer, too.
The plan is to go out there with a crock pot and the backpack full of lye and oil and wax that I’ve been compulsively hording all semester, and make beautiful interesting smelly chemical things happen in a space where it doesn’t matter if I create too much of a mess.
And I can do this
because I have my own space to work
and because we’ve got power.
Anyway I should be studying. I hope it’s an excellent evening and I love you.