sanguine miasma

 Oh my god I'm annoyed. I don't know what has caused the recent rise in anti-polyamorous sentiment, but it's driving me crazy, because it's so dumb and is the exact same as homophobia. Like, get over yourself? There's no difference, you just can't handle how woke the world is and are choosing a random group to direct all your frustrations at. And you can't separate stereotypes from reality. I feel like when lots of these people imagine polyamorous relationships, they picture one of these things: 1. An Arabic/African harem, where one man has multiple wives or concubines. This is called polygyny. 2. One of those TikTok swingers who do kink in public. This is one genre of people, in the same way that there are weird gay, lesbian, bi, or trans people who practice fetishes in public. 3. A man who's wife isn't satisfied with him sexually. This is an open relationship. These are stereotypes. It doesn't mean anything. If someone loves 2 or more people......

 This morning, I want to sit and play Roblox until I get bored. Instead of doing that (oh the urge is pulling at my brain hard though) I am going to learn. What fruits and vegetables and plants are in my antidepressants? It always amazes me how things are made. My mum bought a new car from overseas, and while riding in it once, I had a full-blown fangirling attack thinking about how the boat that carried it probably went over at least one anglerfish, whale, or shark. So many fishies got to swim under the car I was in! So I've decided to research what ingredients are in my medicine. I take Sertraline Sandoz. It has no ingredients on the box, so I'm using a website called NPS. First roadblock: what's an inactive ingredient? I wanted to ask ChatGPT, but I just Googled and am trusting myself. I don't have to verify everything with it. An inactive ingredient seems to be any ingredient in a medicine that is not the main one, and may be there for taste, form, digestion, etc. L...

(I'm writing this fresh out of the shower instead of voice noting it to ChatGPT. On the floor in front of the heater still in my towel. Character development, I guess?) I'm still not finished Bioshock: Infinite. Oof. Ever since I got spoiled that Elizabeth is Booker's daughter (which I already suspected; the storytelling isn't particularly subtle in this instalment) I've been turned off from it. But I was playing today, and Elizabeth and I went through the rift where the Vox Populi got their weapons, Booker is a martyr, and Chen Lin is dead in his shop with his white wife. From the moment we went through, the vibes were all off. Elizabeth was still going on and on about how finally the people would be free! And Booker's all like, Mhm. And I'm all like, Mhm. I don't want the people to be suffering, but like... we're leaving here ASAP Beth. I'm selling you, probably for more booze, or just to save my own skin, and we're never talking again. And...