Erin Bee @erinbee@gorgon.city

Tonight's vibe is "Walking Fast To Sad Songs To Outrun Your Own Problems" and the album for that is Gillian Welch's "The Harrow & The Harvest." (Dark folk/sorrowful Americana gothic)

https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_mSJl-1sHa-WrDS-gESXdsm58EYhC94sVE

I don't know what I was expecting, some sort of cowboy type yard decoration? (The item name does make sense, though.) Not one of my villagers being like "Gotta remind all my buddies carpe diem, memento mori. We're gonna be besties who party like it's 1820."

Hornsby, the cuddly rhino in an argyle sweater: I have a present for you! We're going to be the Bestest Of Friends! It's a Western-style stone I made!

Me: WTF is a "Western-style stone"?

*Places it in my yard*

Jesus goddamn Hornsby, what's with the mixed signals? Do you want to come over to listen to darkwave and be my no titty goth gf or are you planning to do a murder on me? WHAT DOES THIS MEAN

Stuffing your pockets on Tarantula Island is the Animal Crossing equivalent of going on Fear Factor to pay off your mortgage

Sudan Archives covering R.E.M., "It's The End Of The World As We Know It": https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=8r_2YkW8aTc

It's nearly 1 am, and the usual Saturday night sounds (some car traffic, people coming home noisy and full of drink) are gone, so the whirr of the SkyTrain in the distance every few minutes sounds extra loud and echo-y, and knowing that it's mostly empty is a whole lonely feeling.

The new Purity Ring album is good, so I reflexively checked their site for tour dates and they were supposed to be playing Vancouver the week of my birthday and that would have made a nice gift to myself, but the idea right now of anything happening in June at all forced out a singular strangled honk of a laugh.

Yeah, I dress up a little to go for a walk because it's something I have control over. Trying to keep it cheerful, but I miss having destinations or even being able to stop in the park. #FineFemmeFriday

Saving my energy to cook an actual meal tonight (dinner is the one time when everyone in the house eats together) and I decided to try these pizza pops that J brought home because, quote: "they were on sale, and I wanted to find out what the fuck" and the fuck is that they taste eerily like a McDonalds cheeseburger without the pickle (the best part, imho), but the texture is wrong wrong wrong like an alien primordial cheeseburger slurry

A dub of CATS with all the songs replaced with country music vocals by tiger king Joe Exotic

There were at least 15 things about the Picard finale that turned me into the embodiment of a poorly compressed Tyra Banks "We Were All Rooting For You" gif, but the most annoying one was that my viewing companion did not appreciate the joke in calling Narek and his sister's relationship "V.C. Rodenberry's Flowers In The Borg Cube."

I want to wear this dress and go out for a picnic, but I'm going to have to settle for trying to feel a bit energized before hitting the kitchen to make dinner.

#FineFemmeFriday

"Cuz I Love You" on vinyl arrived in the mail today, and it's been a grip since I've seen a Parental Advisory sticker so of course I was like, "Guess who's the parent now, bitch."

I'm trying to find something to smile about every day if it fucking kills me. Do I kind of match these red berries? Hell yeah, good enough ❤️