My phone's autocorrect knows how to spell Murderbiscuit, so, thanks for that, Tep!

Awwww YISS.

My Twitter is hyperlocal, political and activist. I got on there because Freddie Gray. It's journalists & activists & artists& local ppl I've found who share interests or have perspectives that intrigue me & a few pols I like. It is very much not populated with 40something white lady. Very few ppl I've met, though it has lead to some in person interactions and sharing of things. It has opened me up to how much really works here, even if I'm a hermit.

Plus, I think I like yelling into the void sometimes & Twitter fulfills that for me.

Insta is cats, mostly.

Facebook, I'm just finding so cluttered. Mostly friends & fam, but between the random ordering & not seeing things (even with latest option) I just barely try anymore.

I'm not on Insta, I can't decipher Twitter, I'm stepping back a lot on FB because I have no throttle down button and it's making me crazy and despairing. Here, one other posting board, the dregs of my LJ flist, DW (two minutes a day, tops), and Tumblr, curated for forests, waterfalls, auroras, NASA, starscapes and landscapes and seascapes, cats--well animals of allsorts--and...okay, tiaras.

Someone asked the other day if they were alone in being unwilling or lacking the ertia to try to watch new shows or new movies, and no, they are not. I'm personally so self-buried and locked in trying not to lose my shit every other minute I have no attention span and no room in my head to cultivate investment in new-to-me characters, scenarios, etc. We're watching a lot of old Disney and Ghibli movies, reruns of tv series we're familiar and invested in the premise and the characters but circumstances interrupted first-run watching. And favorite movies from the last forty years. I can't step out on that untenable bridge of unfamiliar right now--the whole world is balancing on a pinhead, and so am I. I can't afford to take on anything new.

It's entertainment as comfort food, I think. I've been there for some time now. I've tried pushing past it (currently watching Watchmen and The Outsider on HBO), and it's disconcerting. Both shows are a bit difficult to follow, particularly Watchmen (I've never read the graphic novel).

We usually end the night streaming old sitcoms, like video Cheetos before bed.

Timelies all!

We're at Boston's. Mr. S didn't get thrown off the train, and we survived, so I guess that went ok.

Someone asked the other day if they were alone in being unwilling or lacking the ertia to try to watch new shows or new movies, and no, they are not. I'm personally so self-buried and locked in trying not to lose my shit every other minute I have no attention span and no room in my head to cultivate investment in new-to-me characters, scenarios, etc. We're watching a lot of old Disney and Ghibli movies, reruns of tv series we're familiar and invested in the premise and the characters but circumstances interrupted first-run watching. And favorite movies from the last forty years. I can't step out on that untenable bridge of unfamiliar right now--the whole world is balancing on a pinhead, and so am I. I can't afford to take on anything new.

I totally get this. I'm definitely doing this.

Unrelated (or maybe related, actually), Tim is on the phone with his 20-something niecephew, who is really struggling with coming out/being out as genderqueer. I'm really really glad Tim can be such a support for niecephew (I mean, I'm as supportive as possible and always will be, but I don't have the perspective that Tim has and is able to share/commiserate). I married a good egg.

Someone asked the other day if they were alone in being unwilling or lacking the ertia to try to watch new shows or new movies, and no, they are not. I'm personally so self-buried and locked in trying not to lose my shit every other minute I have no attention span and no room in my head to cultivate investment in new-to-me characters, scenarios, etc

I could have written this. I think I've read 5 new-to-me books in the past year. That's it. Everything else is fic or endless rereads of The Night Circus or The Vampire Lestat. And if left to my own devices with the TV, it's episodes of Hannibal or Penny Dreadful, or horror movies I find soothing. (My comfort media tastes are weird, I own that.)

Hell, even new music is hard right now.

I think I've read 5 new-to-me books in the past year. That's it. Everything else is fic

This is me. I need to donate to AO3, because I'm permanently reading fic.

I read a lot of books but mostly easy ones like romances or mysteries or something. Not usually heavy or even thrillers! And apparently all I will watch is soothing british reality tv competitions.