Things have gotten wild lately. I have been stalked, harassed and threatened by a man who doesn’t like my Twitch streams or the fact that I am a disabled parent for going on an entire day now, so I’m actively working to conserve funds in the kids’ ABLE accounts with the hope that we can move out of state sooner rather than later and… you know, closer to the content creating organization that I am a part of. I’ve always been aware that this sort of thing disproportionately happens to female streamers and women who participate in esports, so I was ready for it and knew which authorities to start to contact (to include Twitch’s Trust and Safety Team, who are actively looking into this guy). But I’d like to give a hearty “good luck” to this guy finding me when we move given the size of the area I want to move to. It’s larger than my current city.
September 2024 archive
I need to get around to writing longer posts.
I’ve gotten both of the boys two sets of these shirts over the years, and I have absolutely no regrets about it.
Somehow I nearly managed to miss writing here.
The cellulitis infection that I’ve been… dealing with is almost completely gone, so there’s that.
The remnants of it that are still in my mouth do randomly hurt, which lidocaine and Orajel has been fixing.
The only downside has been the fact that I’ve been prescribed lidocaine gel for the infection that’s supposed to last me five days, but I can only call in refills that are on the prescription every ten days, like make that make sense. That means that I’ve gone five days without having lidocaine, mostly relying on the Orajel that I have. I’m still not quite sure why that is, although even getting my insurance to approve lidocaine gel was a Herculean task given their recent refusals to approve anything related to lidocaine at all. So there is that…
These pictures keep right on topping themselves!
I happened to catch this by accident as we were leaving one of Bub’s appointments. It explains itself.
Bub has become attached to this yellow shirt.
It’s adorable how attached he’s become to this yellow shirt, which he’s had for awhile. It’s just a bit difficult to actually get it off of him to wash it because he insists on wearing it as often as he can, but I go with it…