Julie Pagano
@juliepagano
Still mostly on mastodon, but investigating. My views are my own and have nothing to do with my employers past, present, or future.
Dan Ryan's name plate being partly occluded by what appears to be a giant foam finger while voting on giving money to a billionaire sports team owner is a bit much.
Me, every time the pope is in the news dunking on some asshole(s) that are causing significantly more harm than the Catholic Church.
I searched for “hell” in my photos and it mostly turned up the word “hello,” including this weird drawing I did when I was working on a zine about performance reviews that I never finished because covid and tech industry doom.
I hate AI overviews so much. Hallucinatory garbage. If it lies about the most inane stuff, how anyone trusts it for something more serious is beyond me.
The only Kirk I care about. (I'm lazily rewatching gilmore girls again).
It needs some blocking to make it sit a bit more nicely, but the ghosts are done!
The grumpy pumpkin has been relocated so my goth daughter doesn’t kick him in his surgical incision.
My current project is crocheting over some charging cables, so they kinda look like ivy. It’s not that pretty, but it’s making me happy, and that’s the important part.
Charlie has been upgraded to a recovery suit because he figured out how to lick his hot spot with the donut. He is very grumpy and very stylish.
I love the bannisters in our century home because they are perfect for cats.
This morning, Maggie was eyeing a small box, and I told her I wasn’t sure she would fit. She immediately proved me wrong.
I’m really thankful the previous owners of our home prioritized a bunch of pollinator-friendly plants. The world is so bad, but seeing some happy little bees going to town on the blue blossom cheered me up a bit.
I finished reading Careless People. I feel vindicated in my takes on Sheryl Sandberg a decade ago. Sadly, my livetweeted rage-reading Lean In is lost in time, like tears in rain.
I keep forgetting that Schumer has imaginary friends and wondering why everyone's talking about the Bailey family outside of the winter holidays.
He’s been staring at me like this for 20 minutes. Judging. Waiting. Hoping I’ll feed him early.
Maggie inserted herself in the toilet paper. I’d like to think this is a very tiny protest.
My yt algorithm is broken after looking up only a couple basic crochet tutorials for tricky new-to-me things (e.g. magic circle). I have never to my memory watched any stoner-related videos. I'm not mad at it, but I am confused.
Instead of continuing with advent of code, I (poorly) crocheted a hat for my cat. This is personal growth.