JustSo

I was checking out this guy and his skateboard and drip.

Then he turned around and saw me and I don't think I even remembered to smile.

In my defense I was kinda shook cuz I don't normally find people attractive, let alone men, let alone enough to be staring. He looked so punk-dirtbag and hot. What the fuck.

Anyway I'm here to turn myself in to horny jail.

FUCK. I MEANT FED. SEND NOODS.

Apparently as a protest against "cashless society" efforts.

Yeah righto, it's a bank run and it better be funny as fuck.

Mainstream news are already drawing attention to it so there might be a slim chance that something entertaining will transpire.

I thought she just didn't want to do sex stuff or cuddle or show affection..

Anyway I just thought it was important to let the world know that you can be volcel army and still be in a committed ten year relationship. In fact isn't that what true comradeship is built on?

Weapons grade cope aside, I think I'm one of those weird types of humans who needs affection and so on. Am I really going to have to start dating again? FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

I'm in need of resources related to maintaining emotional and mental wellbeing when working around communities with a high volume of propaganda, indoctrination messaging and that performative fascist banter.

Maybe more broadly if anyone could point me to any writing by people who've done this sort of work or action with similar sorts of stressors? Academic research?

I've been doing some mental inventories and recognise that it's time for a decent break from what I've been working on, but I'd really like some material to help me think about this stuff from more perspectives, see what sorts of tools other people use for harm minimisation and it might also be nice to vibe on someone's recollections and anecdotes if there's anything like that floating around.

Appreciate anything you might have to share. I had resources at one time but that was a few hard drives and OSes ago.

I realised the other day I was self isolating to a really risky degree and figured I'd stop lurking. Can't even remember what my old username would've been on r/CTH, time fucking flies in the fugue.

It's a relief that this place exists, that you all exist and are here talking shit and being decent people. I've been occupied with online fash watching, pulling on threads and fuckery lately and its so bleak doing that shit without a solid and reliable social counterweight. I've been appreciating everyone for just doing the hexbear social project and providing a reliably comfortable and safe place to relax. An oasis of organic life in a dead network.

Fuck yeah nailed the awkward first post. Hello.