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If you put tinsel on poop, it’s still poop.

If you put tinsel on poop, it’s still poop.

Published by Pinkatron2000 on December 19, 2020

I don’t know what to write about for Christmas this year, the year of our holy fuck Jesus christ 2020. The anniversary of my mother’s death on December 11th came, happened, then passed. The strange bittersweet joyful sorrow I have often written about during this season became buried under a landslide of everything else. I cannot fathom the death-toll numbers of those we’ve lost to the Corona Virus. The continuous, unceasing racism and violence that Black Americans, POC, LGBTQA+ people are still fighting. The continued dismantling of an already shaky country, further, but a rampaging toddler trapped in an old…

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I’m Bad at Everything.

I’m Bad at Everything.

Published by Pinkatron2000 on December 3, 2020

Do you like bad people? Well, you are in luck. I’m bad at everything. Take for example this blog and updating it. My field of motivational fucks appear quite barren but let me assure you that it is only 2020 being its usual soul-sucking feast of this year. Some updates since I last posted: Very Misfit Misfits Market quality tanked so hard within a few weeks. This made me very sad. They sent us basically the same items, 3 weeks in a row, triples of cranberry chutney (which we ordered once and never again,) add on items, like the nuts,…

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Misfits Market – Ugly Delicious and affordable.

Misfits Market – Ugly Delicious and affordable.

Published by Pinkatron2000 on August 21, 2020

Inspired by a friend’s Instagram post about her subscription box to ‘ugly’ produce that normally goes to waste, I began considering one myself. I mentioned more than a week ago to my partner that I’d be interested in trying one of them so long as it did not break the bank. Unsurprisingly, he agreed. See, we love samples and trying new things when it comes to food, coffee, tea, and so on. Being able to try something before fully committing to it is always a great idea. Unfortunately, COVID keeps us firmly exiled, for the good of the realm, at…

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September 2020 Bullet Journal

September 2020 Bullet Journal

Published by Pinkatron2000 on August 16, 2020

I haven’t used my physical, paper bullet journal since February of 2020. There are a lot of reasons for that. I won’t go into them, because if you live in the U.S. or aren’t shut away from the news, you no doubt will have some idea and empathy as to why. So the first week of August I did the bare minimum to get myself back into it. I made two pages. One was a mind dump of ideas and random thoughts about what the house needs, what I could do for paintings, what sort of prints I might try…

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Black Lives Matter

Black Lives Matter

Published by Pinkatron2000 on May 29, 2020

Imagine building a country, to have it never treat you like equals. Imagine that country killing you, thousands of you, and nobody listening. You would be angry, too. Livid. And tired. And at the breaking point. Don’t tell me their anger is not justified. Fuck our white guilt. Fuck our white tears. Do something. Anti-Racism Resources For White People Document compiled by Sarah Sophie Flicker, Alyssa Klein in May 2020.

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COVID-19, or, Jesus Wept While riding a Raptor.

COVID-19 raptor jesus probably getting ready to weep and screech.

COVID-19, or, Jesus Wept While riding a Raptor.

Published by Pinkatron2000 on April 23, 2020

It is Blurdsday the 54th of April, a day like the other day which came from another day which also was, like the last, a day. I haven’t worn anything but pajamas since sometime last year, which was in March when COVID-19 was not yet a huge concern for Florida. Because. Florida. I keep trying to pull myself away from news sources or watching the creature in an orange human suit mumble along on television with whatever erratic verbal shit-show circus that pops into his combed-over head. I’m working from home, and my concentration is shot. I am constantly and…

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Do Unicorns dream of electric watercolors?

Watercolor painting depicting a starry, sunset sky, the characters from Lord of the Rings, the Fellowship of the Ring in silhouette.

Do Unicorns dream of electric watercolors?

Published by Pinkatron2000 on February 17, 2020

Dry, dusty, parched and chalky earth that has been touched by the first drops of rain. The whiskery shush of bristles that swirl gently over a small cake of vibrant color, creating rainbow bubbles that quickly disperse. Fine hairs sweep across a dry or dampened thick piece of paper that whispers encouragement to keep trying. Experiment. Too much water. Not enough. I’m blank. Try again. Keep going. I can smell the watercolors. Especially the Arteza palette. It reminds me of something half way between side-walk chalk accidentally left into a storm and the wave of smell that comes from a…

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Eight

Eight

Published by Pinkatron2000 on December 11, 2019

I I have a clockwork heart. Meaning that it breaks occasionally and needs fixing. But instead of hiring someone to fix it somehow I either put it back together or it majestically jumble-fucks itself back to some working semblance so I can keep on ticking. Both are confusing. I can’t google myself. I mean, I can. But I can’t google how to fix what I am feeling from any moment because then, “the google,” as I like to say to anyone younger to drive their eyelid to start twitching–tells me to snort some yoga and put on a face mask…

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Kitten Farts: tiny, yet powerful.

Kitten Farts: tiny, yet powerful.

Published by Pinkatron2000 on November 26, 2019

If you can’t handle the fact that a) we fart, and b) animals fart then you’re gonna have a bad time. I don’t really understand why I was such a prude about something that is so necessary and normal a body function when I was a–okay, I do. It’s a societal-women-don’t-do-anything-not-perfect, but I ain’t got the 8 years needed to unpack all of it. Anyway, one of the most powerful forces on this earth is not in fact, nuclear but a tiny pfffttpppffft of wind from the backside of a tiny kitten who is learning to adjust to a new…

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Grief has no plot, like my blog posts.

Photo of sleeping Isis, a beige and brown striped cat.

Grief has no plot, like my blog posts.

Published by Pinkatron2000 on November 24, 2019

I wrote on the 16th of November on the dreaded book of the face, how I found it distressingly amusing that in times of personal grief instead of being the lovable weird pink monster of glitter over sharing that I usually am—I lose all ability to communicate as I would normally do. Usually, I over share. I am, as a friend once told me, much like a too enthusiastic golden Labrador retriever stuck in a human body. I want to run and jump and over-share and wag my tail and be sad and happy and all the things without a…

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