The Embodiment of RED @thraeryn@thraeryn.net

One of my friends suggested we consider moving with my gay, trans son to Belize.

A quick wiki search yielded:

Oh, just reading.

I made myself some jorts.

This summer, let your thighs blind the eyes, my guys

Oh, how red this room is come nighttime

There we go. Much nicer. (selfie, no eye contact)

Oh, right. The day is coming.

I said this months ago when someone wondered: should they get the 1st dose if they worry about availability of the 2nd?

Advanced training is better than basic training. Basic training is better than no training. The real-world numbers bear out.

Who's ready to weep openly?

I really do love this movie. I still want to be Unicron.

Waiting for sundown to use the biggest screen in the house.

Okay. My room is just about right.

Finally got to put my Murphy bed frame together today, with a lot of help. Moved my dresser again, swapped out TVs, removed the last remnant of carpet in my room.

This likely isn't the *final* configuration; it's getting very close.

I removed some more carpet. Carpeting rooms is a dumb idea.

The night time is the *night* time!

(selfie, no shirt, no eye contact)

I love that there's a wrestling move named after these little Japanese dolls. I love that, essentially, the move replicates the doll falling over. 😂 I love both of the wrestlers who use it: Honma Tomoaki for being so wholesome, Itoh Maki for . . . not. 🤣

Seriously, the idea of putting this carpet over this floor. What maroons.

I wish I could see Bull Nakano in one final match, ideally for AEW,

but I'm not certain the woman on the right is as ring-ready as the woman on the left was.

I would kiss either one, young or modern, all over her face

(intimidating eye contact)

Who wants to hear my phone voice?

This made me very happy tonight.

Proof positive