Painted some cookies at work today. They’re a little goofy but hey it’s frosting.

I just hope that somewhere in the multiverse another version of me is having a great fucking time

Well, fuck.

The way US healthcare handles women’s health can get fucked.*

*This gripe brought to you by todays idu insertion with nothing but a lukewarm heating pad and directions to take ibuprofen when I get home.

I’ve been in Italy for a week. Did I miss anything?

One time I did a string of 3-4 almost-all-nighters to finish a side project. Once it was done and I finally went to sleep, I somehow did a round house kick while in a bunk bed and ended up losing a toe nail. So this should be fine.

I got the project done! I’m excited it’s not going to bleed into the weekend, but now I’ve gotta get through a whole day on no sleep. What could go wrong?

I bought an ice cream cake for no reason and no one stopped me.

Is it even a trip if I’m not up super late the night before packing at the last minute?

I can do a week’s worth of stuff today and I can fit 12 outfits into a weekend bag. I’ll totally wear them all too. #manifesting #lookitup

Fair warning: this account is gonna have some/a lot/all grief content for the near future. We all get it at some point and now is one of my turns.

We lost our prefect, sweet, stubborn corgi, Ellie, 2 weeks ago at 8 yrs old. It was sudden and unexpected and still doesn’t make sense.

Note to future Jules: the idea of taking on a freelance project ALWAYS sounds like more fun than actually doing it. I know you won’t listen to me but you have been warned…. Again.

It’s corg!

If anything can get me to post to Bluesky, it's XOXO.