Alaskannah

@alaskannah.bsky.social

🔥duality is real🔥they/them🔥

Had looong anxiety dreams all night & woke up to half a dozen real life stressors jangling my last nerves. This dumb Tuesday is a prolonged process of breathing through it & I am GRATEFUL to have the skills to pay the bills.

A panel from Windsor McCay's 1905 comic strip, "Dreams of a Rarebit Fiend."

In the image, a recently woken Victorian woman crouched on a bed with a small dog peeking out from the covers. The side wall has a large hole. Text reads: "OH MY HEAD! HAVE I BEEN BUTTING THAT WALL? OH OH THAT RAREBIT LAST NIGHT CAUSED THIS.
USONA OH YOU'RE THERE.OH WHAT P DREAM OH MY HEAD."

I'm so proud of the soup kitchen team. There's so much going on & such enormous human complications to navigate. Still, every day & every way, the crew shows up for each other just as big as they do for those we serve. It's incredible.

For the first time in my life, I was told by a major donor that if I don't "tone down" my "political rhetoric" they'll pull their funding from the soup kitchen. So, that feels uniquely rotten. Please excuse me while I enter a tight depressive spiral.

Alex's birthdayween party was a BLAST! Mrs. Piggy won the costume contest, we lit a giant dick on fire, I had a little too much Re-Animator serum, the food was fantastic, we got haunted & there was a midnight screening of The Blob (1988). 10/10 would birthdayween again

An 8-panel photo collage from Alex's 40th birthday bash. Clockwise, from top left: a glamorous Mrs. Piggy won the costume contest; thematic "birthdayween" decorations of skulls, black candles & bats being looked over by a large picture of Bela Legosi as Dracula; a backyard bonfire, Alaskannah doing a shot of "Reanimator Serum;" an ice bucket filled with syringes of said "Reanimator Serum" with a label featuring the movie's Herbert West in mad scientist mode; a pharaoh in bisexual lighting; a large "charBOOterie" board; a ghost standing on a velvet chair in bisexual lighting