Hey did you know what happens when two highly ADHD nerds get engaged?

They forget to tell people for ages and then drop it into casual conversation and are confused that people are shocked. So uh. Yeah. Tuesday and I are gonna get married sometime!

I am not particularly good at dramatic romantic gestures, and I'm definitely not good at like. Sharing romantic things in my life with the rest of the world. There's a lot of things that make me nervous and weird about it. Tuesday doesn't make me nervous¹ though! They make me happy, over and over and again, and have been doing so for many years now. And are gonna do so for many years to come, is at least the plan! I'm very happy about it!!!

The most likely time for the wedding is "Iunno, maybe 2028?", for both obvious and non-obvious reasons. We're currently in an opposite-of-race with our respective younger siblings about who can get married last, which is very funny. Tuesday has rejected my offer of "okay but hear me out, let's do like twenty weddings" but then countered with "what about one wedding per person we want to invite?" because the two of us are in love with each other but also very much in love with the bit. You'll get accurate details about how many we actually plan to have closer to when we actually decide to have it. (them >.>)

We do intend to get photos at some point, but in the meantime just keep taking cute selfies of us at places --I'll drop a nice one that she took at Pinewoods last summer in the bottom of this post. I want to get them a pretty ring, but we're doing it slow to figure out something they actually want and would wear regularly. In the meantime we've got a lovely pair of matching fidget rings we got at the Rennfaire last October. I really like wearing mine!

I don't know what else to say here. It's 2026 and America is miserable. We're both queer and every day we don't get forcibly removed from the country is a success. We are joyful and happy together and we have families that like each others company --we've started overlapping our holidays in a way that feels real successful! We still don't live in the same place, but that's a longterm plan that we want to make happen, and I like thinking about the ways my life will be like when that happens. Sometimes I'm terrified to even believe I'm allowed to have a future. I'm terrified to try and think about what might happen because all of it is just overwhelming and scary and depressing.



....But at least we'll be fighting the scary stuff together. That's pretty cool.

~Sor (and Tuesday <3)
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1: ke does make me weird, but that's definitely on the "pro" column :3

I'm back on my Seeming bullshit, or more accurately, I haven't stopped being on my Seeming bullshit basically this entire calendar year so far.

One of their songs is called "Remember to Breathe". I like it, I've been listening to it on repeat a lot. "'cause you're in this for the long haul" it says. I always do like me a song about immortality.

And that's been enough until I started doing a little on repeat and finally clicked into listening, into _hearing_ the bridge.

Like a tall tree
I am pining
To be taken out by the lightning
-Strike me!
I dare you
I dare you
Heaven hear me.

And maybe I shouldn't be cycling that over and over on repeat, if only because at least this morning it's making me cry.
And maybe I should be cycling that over and over on repeat, if only because at least this morning it's letting me cry.

I have to go to work now.

~Sor
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(I love you.)

This morning started with kissing Austin on the forehead, grabbing my bags, and catching the bus for breakfast at Thrantar's house. He and I and Lucretia and Gwen ate some eggs and potats, then threw everything into the car (including ourselves) and began to drive drive drive down to Philly for the North American Festival of SCD!

The three of them are all "competing" --quotation marks because Boston is the only branch sending an "improvers" team (dancers who've been doing so for less than two years, no one is looking too closely at the fact that Lucretia has been, uh, closer to five I think?)-- in the festival, I'm just going along to cheer and dance and the like. It should also be a nice chance tomorrow evening/Sunday morning to hang a bit with Galia, who I adore and haven't seen in fuckin' ages.

The drive was really splendid! The company was good, I got to be in charge of the music (Thran has borrowed my CD cases for other road trips, enough to get a sense of my weird mix tapes from my early teenaged years and yet somehow tolerate them, although after I played enough things and let him actually make requests, he voted for Alex Sturbaum/sing-along folky stuff.) and there was shockingly little traffic for what is kindof a three day weekend? It's been a long time since I did an Easter weekend roadtrip, and luckily this time does not involve cramming 5 adults into a sedan, nor going all the way as far as Atlanta.

It did involve going as far as Maryland, since that's where Thrantar and I grew up (and Lucretia, it turns out, although we left her and Gwen behind when we drove through Philly, where the fest actually will be). Park the car amongst the usual Friday Night Crowd, and open the unlocked front door and shout "burglars!" as is my wont. Round the corner into the kitchen and stride up to mom for a hug, as they happily declare "that WAS the voice I thought it was!"

I like having a family situation where I can show up on the doorstop and be all "hey, can I stay the night here?" on zero notice. It pleases me! A little surprise now and again is good fun!

So Thrantar and I ate some pizza, and then he went off to spend the night with his buddy Ryan and I hung out with the Friday night crowd, learning about lockpicking and watching celebrity bake-off. The crowd petered out in time for mom and I to play a charming new game she'd just bought called Inkwell. It's a nice enough little strategy game, with truly stunning components, and we had a pretty close game through most of it. I'd be interested to find out how different it feels with five rather than two.

It's nice to be in my family house, which does feel rather nicely like home (I continue to hope dad meant it when he said this was the last house they'd buy, that they're planning to grow old and retire in this one). It's a hideous house in the suburbs, but it's what I am raised to, and I am fond of it! And it's full of good people and I like _that_ a lot.

Tomorrow I will awaken very early, so that Thran and I can make it to Philly in time for his 10am team call. I'm planning to dance a bit and do some grading and knit and hang out in general. It's a nice weekend, I think! I hope yours is going well too.

~Sor
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