Saturday, February 7th, 2026 07:54 am
Tacoma Girl came over to the Devil Girl house. Mental note: she likes Friday night KEXP more than Groove Salad on SomaFM; much local hip hop ensued. And unlike the poorer parts of Tacoma in the aughts, I can pick up KEXP over the air at my house just fine.

She actually apologized for drinking all my beer. "Nonsense," I said. "That's why I bought it." Indeed, I get Kolsch if she's coming. It's pretty good, but not my fave, and I'm not supposed to use it for making rarebit.

Did not overindulge, except in cheese popcorn.
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Friday, February 6th, 2026 06:42 pm
Dinner with the latex folks last night. All lovely, except restaurants aren't meant for people to walk around and socialize with all the other people. Not that we ever let that stop us, the difficulty of sliding past someone when you're both wearing latex notwithstanding. Herb & Bitter is a good place to get drinks, but I think I should have ordered one of the small plates instead of a big one; darn my geezer habit of eating early in the day.

It occurred to me while I was there that I've got three travel plans this year: Kinkfest in Portland in early April, surgery in San Francisco in late April and early May, and then Burning Man in Black Rock City, NV in late August and early September. Have I lost my mind? We'll see. It's likely that I'll be happier than usual to be huddled in my home during the darkness that begins in November.
Thursday, February 5th, 2026 12:41 pm
Spent yesterday evening nomming teriyaki courtesy of the Wendling, shopping for snacks for future visitors, hoping I had an excuse not to go to Lambert House, and then going to Lambert House. The director had a random query to come up with a list of invitees for a particular activity, and the volunteer coordinator needed me to update income ranges. Yes, we have to collect data on how much youth, if on their own, or their parents earn.

Fun fact: you can do all kinds of gnarly multi-table operations (“joins”) inside one query against a real SQL engine. Microsoft Access’s subset (Ptui!) of SQL is more restrictive, but it appears to support named subqueries, which in many cases will get you where you want to go. I miss real SQL date handling, though.

The director has finally agreed with me that maybe getting off Access 2010 would be a good thing, and not even for the above reasons. It went out of support six years ago*, and the UI library that it comes with has bugs that'll never be fixed. Those bugs are what the director is responding to. I have a long list of my own reasons.

The director drove me home for the second time this week. Much appreciated, because that would have been two chilly waits for a bus otherwise.



*Ten years of support for a particular product isn't bad by industry standards.
Wednesday, February 4th, 2026 12:19 pm
There's an old joke among Burners. What's the difference between a Burner and a hippie? A ticket.

For the first time in eight years, I can say that I just stopped being a hippie. And it only took me ten minutes, as opposed to one or two years in the early teens when it took hours.

So yeah, I'm committed. I'll be meeting with my camp a couple of weekends hence. I have questions. Time to scroll down my spreadsheet of doom and start knocking off items, green background first, yellow background as various conditions are met.

Aw, yeah.
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Tuesday, February 3rd, 2026 12:08 pm
I need to:
  • Buy my Burning Man ticket tomorrow if at all possible.
  • Do two database-related chores for Lambert House, one of which promises to be a pain because they're using Microsoft Access and not real SQL. The other promises to be a pain because Access shuffles the Z positioning of UI elements if you touch anything.
  • I need to clean house because both Tacoma Girl and Dancer are coming over this weekend. (Not together.)
I've also committed to showing up for latex dinner; I could back out in the next 30 hours or so, but I don't waaaanna.

Oh: have any of you folks who've ever had highish estrogen levels ever had a day where you seem to... stop retaining water? That is, you pee a whole bunch and then you're suddenly lighter? That happened to me last night. Curious.

Another oh: Lambert House groups seem to be reaching the point where in-person attendees outnumber online attendees. I'm OK with that, honestly. Just three more of these for me until we're back in the house.
Tuesday, February 3rd, 2026 09:11 am

It is time to declare Elon Musk’s Howard Hughes Speedrun complete? Or is there another level? I’m genuinely not sure. After all, he’s not sitting in a dark hotel room surrounded by jars of his own urine while typing with long, long, long fingernails – as far as we know – but this is some serious crazy and you are not ready for it.

Here’s an actual statement Elon Musk actually made on Monday:

“[The merger of xAI into SpaceX] marks not just the next chapter, but the next book in SpaceX and xAI’s mission: scaling to make a sentient sun to understand the Universe and extend the light of consciousness to the stars!” Musk said.

Reuters, Archive.today

Emphasis added.

There aren’t words to describe how absolutely batshit insane this is. It’s a degree of psychosis and dissociation from reality that can’t – really shouldn’t – even be discussed rationally. It’s just… so long, rational thought! It’s the kind of thing I’d make up to describe how fucking impossible something was, so I don’t even know what I’d compare it to. Building a machine that makes it rain meatballs is more possible than this.

Why Tesla isn’t seeking zero in after-hours, I can’t tell you. Instead, it was up $3.41 at the end of aftermarket trading. Maybe by the time this goes up, repercussions will have hit. I don’t know. I can’t know, given that I’m writing this in the past of you, the reader, before Tuesday morning’s market opening. But…

Holy hell, team. I’m thinking it might be time to call it. It might be time to say Howard Hughes Speedrun complete.

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Monday, February 2nd, 2026 02:23 pm
I got my hair done and hit the Mercury on Saturday night. The was (ahem) one queer makeout, but there was also an unacceptably long wait for the bus home. I spent yesterday doing Sunday chores and catching up on sleep.

I have many plans for this coming weekend. If I were a good girl, and sometimes I am, I would use the current Github outage to clean house a little. I will have visitors – plural, even.

Oh: Good Sister gave me a belated birthday call. ♥! Our parents are still dead, the will is still executed, and Mom's house is still sold. It's so nice to talk to GS about things like David Lynch movies and getting my face rearranged.
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Sunday, February 1st, 2026 07:45 am
We have snow.

I walked in the snow as it was falling yesterday. A flock of seagulls, I think, was up high, flying towards the northwest. Other birds flitted here and there, settled in a tree, flew up again and around.

I sledded down my short sloped driveway, using a piece of cardboard as the sled.

Now the sun is rising. The sky is clear and the land is bright.
There's an icicle on the street lamp.
I need to go to sleep.

My porch thermometer showed 22 degrees (F), 26 minutes after sunrise.
Saturday, January 31st, 2026 11:07 pm

Honest to shit the rate at which writing written as warning is turning into writing-as-instruction manual is really starting to fuck with my head right here:

Anthropic shredded millions of physical books to train its Claude AI model — and new documents suggest that it was well aware of just how bad it would look if anyone found out.

I literally read this short story in… I think it was Asimov’s? Could’ve been Analog but I think it was Asimov’s. Circa 1992 or something. Don’t remember much of anything about it other than they were training an AI by shredding and destroying library after library and it was a huge deal.

That was it, though. That was the entire plot.

Kinda wish these fuckers would, idk, watch The Black Hole and ride a giant spaceship into an event horizon right about now, don’t you?

i mean

that’d be good

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Saturday, January 31st, 2026 08:22 am
I dreamt my checking account was overdrawn because I'd spent too much on latex. I'll have you know, reader, that I haven't bought any since September, nor was I planning to. Sheesh.

Edited to add: I've been sleeping super well lately. Lower hormones or more blankies? Time will tell.
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Thursday, January 29th, 2026 09:14 pm
I'm about halfway through bingeing season 3 of Twin Peaks, and I'm watching the DVDs (Hooray for Scarecrow Video!) out of order because I had some difficulty getting two of the eight (!) to play.

It's... slow. And dark. And arty. And it messes with absolutely everyone. This time Lynch had no one to say no to him, and I'm mostly OK with the result. It's got nearly all of the original cast plus, inevitably, Laura Dern and Naomi Watts*. Oh by the way, Nine Inch Nails is on the sound track. So is Eddie Vedder.

It's the same, and yet not. I'm hooked, again. I'm not sure whether that's surprising or not.



*Kyle MacLachlan said that Lynch used the same actors repeatedly because "We were the only ones who could understand what he wanted."
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Wednesday, January 28th, 2026 12:08 pm
The surgery hits keep on coming. I guess they got tired of all my questions because they sent me the big ol’ packet via Docusign with all the info and lots of blanks to fill in. Highlights:
  1. Low sodium, low carbohydrate diet for two weeks prior to surgery to cut down on water retention.
  2. Dandruff shampoo (!) for two weeks prior to surgery.
  3. No hair coloring for a month before surgery.
  4. Pre-op appointment on April 27th. Yeah, I should have seen that coming and not bought my plane ticket for then. Fortunately, I paid extra for an adjustable ticket, so I’m good there. I also extended my hotel stay by a day.
  5. Confirmed, no waxing, sugaring, plucking, electrolysis, or laser hair reduction anywhere on my body from one month prior to three months after surgery.
I’m so not looking forward to telling the lady who sugars me that I won’t get to see her for four months. She’s a single mother who’s not exactly rolling in it. When I’m ready to go back in August, I wonder if she’ll have any time for me. Le sigh.

I put Dancer’s name on the form as the person who’s looking after me, with her consent, natch. Likewise I put my son down as the person to call with the news of how the surgery went.

This is a lot even if you put the funk in executive function like me. I shudder to think of what other, less fortunate trans women go through with all this.

In any case, the packet is SINED, SEELED, and DELIVERED. (Brownie points if you get the reference without googling.)
Tuesday, January 27th, 2026 03:47 pm
I finally went to the munch in Lake City that’s run by a FOAF. It’s either three buses or two buses and a train. Lake City seems to be one of these neighborhoods that’s hard to get to on transit by design; cf. Georgetown and White Center.

But! A wide selection of tasty beers, many folks of (ahem) similar inclinations, and much socializing. I even went part way home with a baby trans woman.

Seven hours of monophasic sleep last night. It still doesn’t quite feel like enough.
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Monday, January 26th, 2026 04:45 pm
Says the Sculptor in his book, I can't get sugared or pluck anything, not anywhere, a month before to three months (!) after surgery. He recommends a single-bladed razor for (ugh) shaving.

And why? Infection. Apparently it's a problem even if the area you get depilated is nowhere near your face, because bugs can travel through blood. Since his patients are trans women, the usual culprit is electrolysis. I may be done with that, thank Goddess, but he really did say no plucking and no waxing.

Actually, now that I'm typing, he didn't say no sugar, just no wax. Nevertheless, I should ask.

One step back, and hopefully several steps forward.
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Sunday, January 25th, 2026 11:56 pm
A small layer of ice accumulated last night, on plants, grass, fallen leaves, metal railings, rooftops, exposed cars, and trampolines. The walkways and roads near my house remained clear. The first time I went outside today, it even snowed, in the shape of tiny spikes. Later, I went for a walk. It was nice. Frosty, quiet; two dogs barked at me, one wearing a pretty green sweater.

On my way out, I saw 2 cars on a neighbor's driveway, one with its lights on, either just arrived or getting ready to leave. On the way back only one car was there, but its back windshield appeared to be broken, missing glass. That reminded me of the warnings I'd read yesterday against throwing hot water on your windshield to melt the ice.

Near my house, wind suddenly kicked up, ominous and exciting. It started raining, and I went inside.

It rained and/or sleeted a lot. But now it has stopped. The roads & walkways are still clear; the ice on other surfaces is melting. The temp is slightly above freezing and expected to remain above freezing until tomorrow night. So it will all melt.
Sunday, January 25th, 2026 01:55 pm
Today is the day to read instruction manuals. I finally read some more of Facial Feminization Surgery, by the Sculptor. It had a couple of instructions that I'll need to follow. I'll need to stop taking my usual fish oil, because omega-3 fatty acids can affect bleeding. And no booze from two weeks before to two weeks after the surgery. Neither of these presents an undue hardship, but they're definitely good to know. And, of course, good to type here.

Go me for reading this stuff in plenty of time.
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