stef rose

@stefinitely.cool

she/her | loves 90s alternative, black hair dye, tattoos, & live music, | wife of @matty.wtf | bi 🩷💜💙| hates raw tomatoes, patriarchy, and fascism | keeper of a tuxie cat, chickens, & Aussies | raising teenagers | Fuck ICE | stefinitely.cool

4 years smoke-free today. 20+ years of smoking cigarettes before that. Still weird that my hands don’t know what to do sometimes but here we are.

Currently at the gas station listening to someone’s Jesus hip-hop because apparently we all made that choice together. One lyric was, “My bible is a weapon, every page is a sword.” Bold strategy. I just hope nobody gets a paper cut.

Nothing like proudly hurrying onto the dance floor for the anniversary dance at my nephew’s wedding knowing our own first anniversary isn’t until later this month, so we’re basically guaranteed to be the first ones sent packing. 😂 We went anyway.

Today’s work call: a man furious we wouldn’t dispatch a tech to his house. Turns out he didn’t know his own address, his wife “handles that kind of stuff.” Buddy if you don’t know where you live, that’s not on us.

My daughter is home from college, so we hit the local record shop and walked the downtown car show this evening. Records, classic cars, and a little mother-daughter wandering makes for a pretty perfect little downtown evening.

The Social Distortion album – Born to Kill hangs on a wall on a white “NOW PLAYING” shelf. The cover features a roaring leopard in bold black, orange, yellow, and hot pink artwork, with small string lights glowing around it.

@matty.wtf and I are back to lifting the heavy circles. Had to dial the weight back while we got our form back in check. Turns out I can still squat 75 lbs, which honestly feels pretty good for someone who took some time off and is decidedly 47 years old. And yes, my setup comes with skeletons.

Home gym corner with a loaded barbell on a rack and a large black and white poster of two skeletons embracing among flowers hanging on a painted cinder block wall. A small basement window lets in natural light above the poster.

Been quiet on here lately. Life is busy and more stressful than I would like, but we are pushing through. Loving the Roost app though, it’s fun sending slow-cial media messages via bird. I’ve given all my birds music-themed names, like a cardinal called Pretty Fly for a Red Guy.

A manager who doesn’t know how to use AI used it to research what his employee should be paid. The AI told him to fire the employee for not completing a project. He then used the same AI comp data to justify a $1.50 raise. The project stalled because his own son killed it. This is not hypothetical

I can’t watch tv because my daughter (who is just home from college) is blasting Noah Kahan and singing at the top of her lungs from the shower. It’s both annoying and awesome. Life is rarely one thing.