jenni
@msjennimiller
writer and editor and whatever. aging goth getting weird with it. NYC by way of TX. she/her. no terfs, no swerfs.
things have been feeling very heavy and hot in the world and my brain, so I asked my friend to give me something short and fun. not pictured: the uncrossing kit I picked up on the way home. July demons, begone!
if you find yourself in the west village on what may be the hottest day of the year, I suggest stopping into Milk Bar for a cereal milk affogato. you will be so refreshed AND see through time and space.
no pressure but if this doesn't change my fucking life I'm going to scream
I have no memory whatsoever of reading Queen of the Damned, but there is hard evidence I carried it around for a while.
get you a partner who, when you're in a super bad mood and you want to self-isolate, coaxes you to be social, and it actually DOES cheer you up. Here's Mykel and Rufus showing off different martial arts moves.
doing some spring cleaning and found this truly ancient VHS tape of Der Todesking given to me by a friend who was like, I don't want this in my house any more. I don't want it either!
Sometimes I just gotta sleep it off! But I also like to think about how safe and happy Iggy feels and that cheers me up
I love an art show with a warning sign on the door. it's the '90s edgelord in me.
there's a store in the LES that's selling a pristine copy of Propaganda magazine for a cool hundred bucks.
the rats were partying in Tompkins tonight. the bright new streetlights are too exciting.
after or perhaps while we were watching The Last Sacrifice on Shudder and I was cackling madly with delight about all of the footage of nekkid '70s British witches, Rufus went online and bought this book for me on eBay.
not only do I think AI is bullshit but I'm about to become even more insufferable
I went to a rally for @bradlander.bsky.social at Tompkins with a bunch of lovely @jfrejnyc.bsky.social folks! @advocate.nyc.gov was one of the speakers and terrific as usual.
FB wanted to remind me of a tweet I got about my review of "Green Book." (Please know I did NOT write that headline.) as a freelancer, I miss Twitter's incredible networking capabilities, but the rest of it can fuck off into the sea.
today I spotted a tent in union square for Zohran merch. I don't think I've seen something like that since the election? It seems meaningful that people are still this excited.
Depression sucks so much because your brain and body know they've felt love and joy before, they know they can and will again, but in the meantime shit just feels bad, man!!! I forced myself out of the apt today to volunteer at the park, and selfishly it really helped me.
these are the kinds of things @rufus-hickok.bsky.social has kept for decades and I love it/him
Rufus has unearthed a pristine copy of a January 1997 @fangoria.bsky.social from his mom's garage, and I'm in awe.
it's both... he enjoys tummy rubs but then gets too worked up and has to go on a bite rampage!!
Iggy was listening to his favorite lofi beats but heard someone mention his second-favorite thing (his first is biting butts)
there has never been a shirt that's gotten more compliments from random teens on skateboards than Rufus' Hausu shirt!!
starting a new religion based on this college by Helen Adam, from the book @rufus-hickok.bsky.social gave me tonight ("Ghosts and Grinning Shadows: Two Witch Stories"!!)
I ran into a friend from college almost in front of my building who is in town for the meow mix extravaganza. we kvelled over Zohran and how neither of us seem to age. Now I'm gonna do spooky crafts and watch movies!
I can't be the only person who represents the particular Venn diagram of Internet-poisoned '90s weirdo turned pop culture creep that this image was created for and by