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I'm going to go to Furvana this September in Ocean Shores, WA.

I haven't been to a furry con in over half a decade, and getting a proper vacation under my belt β€” a Β«get out of the town I live in and go see a new placeΒ» level of vacation is becoming more and more important to my mental well-being. As in it's self-care important.

As it stands, buying my train tickets (about $120-ish?), setting aside the $10 needed for the city bus round trip (three buses from Olympia to Ocean Shores, $1 a pop), making the second payment for the Airbnb ($110-ish), and buying con admission (up to $175, depending on level) are on the list of Things To Doβ„’.

I also need to budget food into this whole thing, and pay more attention to the current budget in the months leading up to this.

It's doable. I'll likely be consuming more Saturo to at least get balanced nutrition (at $2 a bottle) while really minimizing some of my other expenses.

That said, if you'd like to help, feel free: buymeacoff.ee/Xial :)

Let's see if I can get more water down my throat today.

And lest y'all forget: Y'all thirsty, drink some dang water.

Relatively lewd, minor politics ref, COVID-adjacent. 

I hate how often politics are rammed down my throat.

If I wanted something rammed down my throat, I'd take a bus to Portland, and fly east to Canada, knock on my boyfriend's door and say "Fuck my throat."

Actually, no, I wouldn't: I'm a responsible meat computer that is staying home to minimize the spread of our pandemic sauce.

Not to say that I wouldn't. I was planning a trip like that before the pandemic showed up at the door.

Well, there's fire. Lots of it. I'm safe, the fires are relatively distant, but they exist.
It was a little spooky to wake up to an orange-red sky, but that was just sun and smoke.

You know what? Y'all need a distraction. Have a picture of a tree with a layer of ice on its branches.

Okay. Surely, there must be an instance in the federation that deals with vacuum pumping, infusion, and related kinks.

Do I have to figure out how to run my own instance to get this? ._.;

Fetish time (cw: needles, saline) 

I'm damn proud of my sack tonight for taking half a liter of saline. I should try for the other half liter, but I'm also tired and don't want to fall asleep while infusing.

Weed Bingo. 

I am currently overthinking the shit out of a reimagined way to play BINGO.

The first version is simply called BONGI. The I and O columns are swapped, with O taking on numbers 16-30, and I taking on numbers 61-75.
Everyone plays with a bong and a strain of weed they like. If you get a BONGI, you get to take a big rip from your bong. If the caller calls numbers from the B, O, N, and G columns in succession (eg: B4, O16, N38, G64), everyone can take a rip from their bong, with or without having those numbers.

If the caller calls B4, O20 in sequence, someone must call "Smoke Weed Everyday." If they do, everyone can have a hit.

One can also call it for O16, O20 called in sequence, because 24 hour to 12 hour conversion. ;)

Play on a board continues until a number equal to half the number of boards in play (minimum) have called a BONGI. Players may have a maximum of three boards in play at once. When a BONGI is called on a board, it is pulled from play, to allow a greater chance for everyone to have a toke.

There were variants for those of us who prefer smoking joints, with modified rules and the ability to hit your joint every time you match a number in the J column (after all, it's called JOINT) replacing the BONG rule.

Haven't worked out DABIT yet: I've never dabbed.

Was talking teeth with a friend on Discord, and this gem comes up:

Xial, Today at 21:25
I like my own hardware, mostly because if I were to get false teeth, I would want them to have built in LED lights and stuff.

Like,
"Shit, I need a flashlight..."
*opens mouth*
"Vix, wtf?"

Boners. 

Why ya checkin' out my erection?

Wanna kiss it better? πŸ’™

I want to see portable hydrogen generators based on the reaction from gallium-treated aluminum.

Because it's been echoing in my head for the last ten minutes:

Sweet Dino Peach.

:blobfoxblushmore:​

Okay. I think I will do the smart mirror project, after all.

I already have an acrylic sheet that could take a piece of mirror effect static cling sheeting, which should give me the mirror effect I needwant. I already have an LCD panel with an HDMI breakout.

I also have an old Dell monitor that could possibly be used in a similar manner, so I could make two of these with appropriate cabling, though I would rather just recycle that one.

As much as making a luggable PlayStation Classic would amuse me, I would have more utility out of the smart mirror as long as I can read my glucometer's trending data and the weight from my scale. I don't have to interact with it on the monitor. I just need to be able to visually see the trends.

Since I'm in a bit of gastric distress, I'm sitting here, thinking about building a smart mirror.

It's one of three things I can choose to do with the display panel I've taken out of this old laptop.

Another is to build up a PlayStation Classic with the battery pack I bought. Something that would transform it into an easily luggable game console. I would need to figure out a power button solution for the PSC though, and that's the most difficult part. The display already has a breakout for the power switch.

Last, I could just work out a case for the display, and make it available to other hardware. It'd be the easiest, especially if I can replicate the build easily each time I locate cheap laptops.

Lewdposting. 

Okay. I got a few sex toys in the mail through a pair of vendors that have Twitter accounts.

The last couple of days have been filled with orgasms.

The penis pump leaves my head super sensitive, which sets me off easily.

The vibrators, I dual wield. One on each side, and it sets me off with minimal work, once I work out vibrator positioning.

... my legs are still shaking five minutes later. >.>;

Lewd pseudomedical silliness. 

My brain fixated on this odd idea of a treatment that allows you to produce voluminous amounts of ejaculate in exchange for your body fat.

You'd take this nanite-enhanced medicine at least fifteen minutes before you ejaculate, and it goes to work, converting body fat, especially visceral fat and plaque first, to seminal fluids.

Side effects would include temporary pseudoelephantiasis of the scrotum that usually resolves itself in 4 to 6 hours, increased metabolism, increased sexual appetite, increased thirst.

It would be recommended primarily to people who are significantly overweight, who have tried diet and exercise, various weight loss medicines, and are candidates for surgical weight loss modifications.

Ask your medical specialist about Jyzinapil (holyshiticame) today. :blobcheerbounce:

I needed some adorable vixen in my day. I now have some, thanks to liviiya on commishes.com :3

I need to find a spoon or ten to finish working on my little site with mask designs.

πŸ₯„ now, mask reveal at ten spoons.

Ramble-rant about phone insurance (cw: language?) 

You know it's kinda fucky-wucky that this phone insurance is damn near encouraging me to drop my phone without a case on so that I could file a claim.
Dropping the phone several times during this pandemic with the case ON or with the mod battery on has caused internal damage, though. But because it's not cracked and obviously going to hell, Assurine has no interest in replacing the device.
And at this rate, I have no interest in paying them for insurance.
Fuckholes.

I have a type 3 bizarre craving.

Chicken tenders.
With ranch dipping sauce.

Anyone worth their peppercorns knows that barbecue and/or hot mustard are the two true dipping sauces, and that ranch isn't even fit for the wastebin.

Hm. I need to buy tools to work on my Citycoco scooter.

Think I have a slightly warped rear rotor, though it would be a good idea to probably loosen the caliper assembly, squeeze the brake, and tighten it down to get it centered on the rotor before trying to use a rotor tool to straighten things.

I just need a socket wrench to make getting these 10mm nuts loosened easier.

And that means booking a ride over to the local Harbor Freight for tomorrow to pick up stuff that I could use to work on the rest of the scooter in general.

Sure, I could call a taxi or hail a rideshare to get over there today, while I have the urge to actually work on the scooter, but it's money that I was wanting to not spend if I don't have to, and our paratransit service currently operates at no cost.

Just have to hope the call center is even open today for bookings for tomorrow because I just realized today is a bank holiday.

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