Some Good Bitches, one Bad Bitch, &a Boss Bitch | On the JOB

"Morning, Bad Bitch," Boss Bitch hellos as she walks into the office from where she does her full-time job as both the manager of the communal-manager's office (ordering paper, supplies, etc.) and the manager of the department that is run out of the office; "Thank you so much for filling the printer paper!"

"Yea, I'm the only one who ever does it," Bad Bitch, a part-time jobber who uses the printer one time per shift responds, "cause nobody ever does anything around here."

Boss Bitch holds her breath as she waits for Bad Bitch to leave the office, and as she stands there, she takes deep mental notes about how Bad Bitch is one fucking mother-fucker of an ego, damn. Tread lightly. 

"Morning, Good Bitch," Boss Bitch hellos as she walks her opening rounds, checking in with the closers.

"Oh, Hi, Boss Bitch!" Good Bitch hellos, tired. 

"How's it going?" Boss Bitch checks in, cause Good Bitch is accommodating, to a fault, and Boss Bitch knows management really yanks her around, so she takes extra time to check on Good Bitch whenever she sees her cause she knows that Good Bitch is ripe for exploitation. Good Bitch is the opposite of a "difficult woman." She's "ideal."

"Oh, well, you know, Bad Bitch is at it again," Good Bitch informs.

"What now?" Boss Bitch inquires.

"Well, you know that they're all on a group chat without me?" Good Bitch asks.

"Oh my god, Good Bitch! No!" Boss Bitch gasps; "I mean, I know about the daily group texts from Bad Bitch, cause Good Bitch 2 has told me about them, but they also have a group text without you?"

"Yea," Good Bitch gets teary.

Boss Bitch gives her best sympathy face.

"So yea, she tells everyone in the group group text, all of us, that I do such a bad job, and that I'm worthless and stupid," Good Bitch whispers. 

"WHAT?!?" Boss Bitch explodes.

Good Bitch goes on to explain to Boss Bitch about all of the terrible things that Bad Bitch routinely texts to the group, "as if she's the manager," which ultimately makes Boss Bitch wonder, "well, but why has the actual manager allowed this to go on? and even if she were the manager, nobody can talk to you like this in the jobplace!" 

"Well, if Bad Bitch really has a problem with your job performance, she should tell Big Boss 2, like, has Big Boss 2 ever called you into the office to talk about your job performance?" Boss Bitch asks.

Good Bitch shakes her head.

"So you're saying that Bad Bitch is just harassing you over group text and calling you 'worthless' and 'stupid' in front of everyone?" Boss Bitch clarifies. 

Good Bitch lowers her head, "Yes, and I have proof."

Boss Bitch goes on to explain to Good Bitch that she needs to call HR and report the verbal harassment that is being aimed at her OVER GROUP TEXT! But Good Bitch is hesitant. She's a Good Bitch.

"Bad Bitch is indispensable, and I'm only, like, the helper," Good Bitch sniffles.

"Bad Bitch is not indispensable. No! She only jobs part-time. They're lucky that you show up! You're the one who gets called in because NONE OF THEM CAN OR WILL SHOW UP!" Boss Bitch shouts; "I'm sorry; I'm not shouting at you, I just ... like, I just have ZERO tolerance for this sorta shit. Sorry."

"No it's fine. I'm tired of this shit, too. I've even had managers here who yell in my face," Good Bitch sniffles.

"CALL HR, or I will do it," Boss Bitch demands.

"Okay, I will," Good Bitch nods; "I already told Big Boss 2 about it, though, and he said that he'd look into it." 

"When?" Boss Bitch asks.

"A few weeks ago," Good Bitch informs. 

"Gah! Okay, I'll talk to Big Boss 2, first, but then if you don't call HR, I will call anonymously," Boss Bitch threatens. 

"Okay. Thank you, Boss Bitch," Good Bitch thanks.

"It's no problem. I am happy to do it. I'll talk to Big Boss 2 in the morning, first thing, when I see him," Boss Bitch consoles. 

Good Bitch goes home, and Boss Bitch jobs her little butt off until she spots Big Boss 2 about an hour before she's done for the night.

"Morning, Big Boss 2! I have a thing to ask you about a thing, I'll be right back," Boss Bitch utters as she walks by Big Boss 2 on her way to the baler. 

Boss Bitch makes her way back to the place where she first saw Big Boss 2, "So, I talked to Good Bitch about how she's being harassed over group text by Bad Bitch."

 "When did you talk to her?" Big Boss 2 asks.

"Last night," Boss Bitch informs.

"Okay, I'll look into it," Big Boss 2 states.

"Good Bitch says that she has proof of the texts," Boss Bitch adds.

"Okay, I'll look into it," Big Boss 2 states.

"Bad Bitch is harassing Good Bitch. She called her worthless and stupid, in a group text!" Boss Bitch explains.

Big Boss 2 looks at Boss Bitch as if he doesn't know what he's supposed to think.

"Remember, this is the time when a paper trail needs to be started, if what Good Bitch is saying is true, so that Bad Bitch can be fired if she keeps it up," Boss Bitch reminds.

"When is Good Bitch coming in again," Big Boss 2 asks.

"Later today," Boss Bitch informs. 

"Okay, I'll talk to her," Big Boss 2 states. 

Boss Bitch stands taller and eyes Big Boss 2, "She called her worthless and stupid, in a group text."

Big Boss 2's body language says, Yea, but it's the week of a holiday, and I don't have the time to deal with these "women's problems."

Boss Bitch storms off, and takes her last fifteen-minute break. 

While on break, Boss Bitch taps out an email directly to HR (she knows the lady), explains what was told to her by Good Bitch, explains that Good Bitch has proof, and explains that Big Boss 2 has known for weeks, and even today, he still didn't really care. Boss Bitch reminds HR that she, herself, already has evidence of this jobplace's blatant neglect when it comes to verbal harassment. Boss Bitch ends the message by threatening to call the official HR Hotline, cause she learned, that last time she had to deal with a job-fucker that the HR Hotline goes directly to Mainland Corporate, and the HR person accidentally revealed (through weakness of mind, one imagines) that they, the Local Corporate Management, would rather have all issues remain "on island," if she knows what she means. 

Boss Bitch has said her piece, so she goes on with her life giving the issue no more thought.

And then the end of the week rolls by, and Good Bitch is closing. 

"Morning, Good Bitch," Boss Bitch hellos as she walks by with no plans of prying into Good Bitch's situation.

"Boss Bitch!" Good Bitch exclaims while gesturing Boss Bitch over to chat; "They talked to her." 

"Already?" Boss Bitch inquires.

"Yea, like the next day," Good Bitch informs.

"Really?" Boss Bitch states, genuinely shocked.

"Yea, they called Bad Bitch and our Bad Boss Bitch into the office and everything," Good Bitch informs as she relays the details. 

"Wow! That's so great!" Boss Bitch cheers. 

"Yea, and I came into the store later with my mom, and all of the Big Bosses greeted me and were so friendly, and they were like, 'Hi, Good Bitch, it's so good to see you,' and my mom was like, 'Wow, they really appreciate you here,' and I was like, 'No, mom, this is not normal, none of them have ever treated me nicely, ever'," Good Bitch explains. 

"Well, I'm happy for you! I'm so glad that Bad Bitch got her due," Boss Bitch smiles.

"Yea, and Big Boss 4 was even like, 'Oh, Good Bitch, you let me know if anyone retaliates against you; we don't tolerate harassment here'," Good Bitch laughs.

Boss Bitch refrains from a full-on spit-take and laughs a job-appropriate amount. 

"Thank you, Boss Bitch," Good Bitch thanks, teary-eyed.

"Oh my god, no problem. You're so welcome. Anytime. It's my pleasure," Boss Bitch responds, teary-eyed. 

"You really must've laid into Big Boss 2," Good Bitch thanks, impressed.

Boss Bitch shakes her head and whispers, "No, I went over his head."

Good Bitch looks shocked.

"You said you told Big Boss 2 a few weeks ago about it," Boss Bitch states.

"Yea," Good Bitch nods.

"I have ZERO tolerance for this sorta shit," Boss Bitch reiterates.

"Thank you so much, Boss Bitch," Good Bitch thanks again. 

"You're very welcome, like I said, anytime, cause I know they said to come to them, but if they're not moving fast enough, you come to me," Boss Bitch demands. 

"Thank you," Good Bitch thanks, again. 

"Thank yourself, too, cause you spoke up, and you told me about your suffering. Good job!" Boss Bitch congratulates. 

Good Bitch looks shocked.

"Good job speaking up for yourself, Good Bitch," Boss Bitch reiterates.

Good Bitch looks like she's about to meltdown into tears. 

"Have a good night, Good Bitch," Boss Bitch smiles as she gets back to her job duties. 

"You, too, Boss Bitch," Good Bitch waves.

if i may ...

[timestamps on utoob]
ALL TOLD
THIS MEAL
[Pic2]
including :: the cinnamon rolls in Pic1
[baked up first to snack on while cooking]
&the pie in Pic6
&excluding :: cookware
[minus the enormous turkey roasting pan, which we now know to be reusable!]
salt &pepper
garlic, onions &various spices
[cause we cook all the time, so we did not have to buy these things for this meal]
&the cost of electrcity
etc.
COST $64.00
[each item rounded up to the nearest dollar, along with the total]
we are grocery-store jobbers
&so
this year
we could stack multiple coupons that totaled 70% off a turkey
if we bought our company's brand
etc.
&we got a 15.5-pound bird at $2.99/lb for $7.22
so
about $55 bucks for all the other stuff
&if we had had to pay the full price for the bird
the cost would've been $95
[a meal much closer to $100 than $50]
but it didn't
lol
&with a $35 daily grocery budget
[here in honolulu]
whichever way you slice it
twas an affordable meal
[of classics-only]
especially since the food will easily last three days of main meals
[one hopes]
etc.
last year
thebodybuddy/lifemate was given a free turkey from the union
of which he is a part
*blech*
no such luck this year
those cheap-ass motherfuckers

The Reason for the Season is Sag Freedom

it's like everyone
the world over
decorates for the celebration of
Sagittariuses
lol

if you wanna pic of some body lovin'
is it weirder to take it of yourselves
or to pay to/have someone else take it?

[end note]

ootd ::

target dress [$15 in 2025]

im all about 100% cotton/linen/silk these days

(outerwear + exercise stuff excluded)

my entire wardrobe is nearly flipped over

same walmart sandals

&an "everyday" jewelry look ::

past-birthdays studs, hoops &necklace

ring [not-pictured, not-birthday]

pics :: 

the same ideology as always *iroll*

&no

context is not a "given"

FROG and TOAD

"Dear Toad,
I am glad that you are my best friend.
Your best friend, Frog."

Arnold Lobel

[end notes]

ootd :: 

walmart sunnies [$15 in 2022]

walmart t-shirt [$5 in 2025]

uniqlo khakis [~₩20,000 around 2016]

walmart sandals [$6 in 2023]

camera ::

canon powershot s95

pics ::

took only one shot

no playback

no cropping

edited only for color correction/boosting

cause ya girl's got aesthetic standards to uphold

beers ::

i only carried them long enough to snap this pic ;)

me: "maybe i'm procrastinating." bb/lm: "you're definitely procrastinating." me: "the fuck? why didn't you tell me, if you knew?" bb/lm: "you never get to procrastinate."

it is only half-true that i am "procrastinating." one half is that i am procrastinating, because he's right, i never get to procrastinate, these days, with ... everything, etc. the other half is that i have two different types of writings vying for my attention: some nonfiction regarding NOODIVERSITY &FREEDOM and a sailor's log, and for some reason i've been thinking in my mind that these two things cannot be in the same writing/post, etc., but now i've realized, like, whatever; i can do whatever the fuck i want (in this regard), and if you don't like it, fuck off, which brings me to the first sorta thing i wanna tackle with my mind and my words:

Have to 

and Supposed to

i'm approaching (porn has sorta ruined this word for me, lol) an age that is bringing me a lot of new freedoms, and with "&FREEDOM" in mind, i am finding this new-reality of aging brings along with it a whole lotta new-found freedoms. 

the ideas of "have to" and "supposed to" are becoming more clearly defined. i can more-clearly sort through what sorts of things "must be done" and thusly, need to be done and what sorts of things are "supposed to be done" but that don't necessarily need to be done. in other words, i am both more able and more confident in my ability to determine that which is "important," from my point of view, obviously, this is all about me, after all (and if you don't like it, yes, that's right, fuck off). if you want it to be about you start writing and point me in your direction; it's easy. 

what was i saying? fuck. 

yes, yes, that which you "have to" versus are "supposed to." it's a tricky thing, parsing the two, when you're "young and dumb and full of cum" (as bill maher [we'll talk about him later] likes to say), because you're both discovering the world, at large, and yourself, specifically, and since very few people actually develop quickly, it takes a beat to figure all of this "life" stuff out, and as we sail on toward the middle of this first century of this "new" millennium, life is only becoming more and more complicated, which means that the maturation time for We, Humans, is going to become longer and longer, because there's simply so much that one must "know" in order to live "successfully" on this precipice of The Future, which i like to so originally call "The Now."

as i have aged, the list of things that people say "have to" be done has shrunk and the list of things that people say are "supposed to" be done doesn't really even exist anymore. living a life of "supposed to" is to live by some script, and i've been living off-script for as long as i can physically remember, and technically, i could argue that i've been living off-script since the day i was dropped off at an orphanage in seoul, south korea, in may of 1989, but this is not about that *ugh* *sigh* *boo* *ugh*    

Aging out of Sexy

and Rage

every time i read a new headline about how "millennials [defined by me as those who were IN high school during the year 2000, which means you were either a senior graduating in the spring of 2000 or a freshmen starting in the fall of 2000 and everyone in between. that's it. period. no one else. this is the one area i allow myself to be elitist, cause it matters, and totally doesn't matter, but i will discriminate in preference for true millennials, by my definition. there, i said it.] are old," because of this that or the other, i feel an overwhelming feeling of relief, a freedom of sorts that i am no longer "young" nor thereby "hot," and i couldn't be happier. all i've ever wanted was to not-be seen. i felt very seen my entire childhood, and then i was sorta able to hide away for a few years during college, and then i fell off the map completely through my mid-twenties and most of my thirties, but now, and for the past few years, i've had a very public-facing job, and i hate it (the public-facing part). i get hit on all the time, cause i don't wear a wedding ring, cause i'm not going to lose another ring in the trash, etc., etc., etc.!, and also, it's 2025, guys, like seriously, the sexism around here blows my mind every single fucking day. just ask. i'll be honest, and then we can just be normal.

so i wear my side-part and ankle socks loudly and proudly. 

the other thing is that i'm, like, if i'm lucky, and Ladybug willing, i'll be turning forty, and nobody believes me, and it's awesome, so, i'm finding a new-found freedom in embracing my vanity. i've never taken so many selfies in my life, and i love it. i'm going full me all over my utoob channel (utoob is called youToob, after all), and it feels good, and it feels right, cause it's one thing to be beautiful when twenty and vain and hot all over the internet, but it's a whole other thing to not-look forty, and honestly, i love it even more than being hot when i was twenty, cause i've been making all of my life's decisions, and i'm doing alright.  

and i'm aging out of rage. i just don't really care. you're not really gonna get me worked up about much anymore. it's all distilled into a few things that i'm obviously not going to share publicly, cause like, why would i spill all of the ways in which to "get me," psychologically? i wouldn't, but if anyone were to read the entirety of my writing, across all of my platforms, i'm fucked. 

Marjorie Taylor Greene 

and Bill Maher

yea, she not crazy, and it's all thanks to the one surviving "straight-white-guy" whose opinion i will still consider, bill maher. i used to watch him more, and then i stopped watching cause he really was getting out of touch, but then someone must've told him, and he considered this, and he's since returned to a level of reality that i can accept. in short, he was really starting to sound like an old white man all stuck in his ways with an axe to grind about his privilege. 

also, i learned, from him, that he invites democrats onto his show all the time, and they are the ones who reject his offer, and i was like, "what the fuck?" i assumed, like he explained everyone else did, too, that he simply didn't invite democrats or whatnot. who knew that The Party, it seems, as a whole, doesn't like maher. he's a strange enemy, in my opinion, cause he's very middling, very reasonable, literally, not-exciting at all. i've basically known of him for as long as i can remember, cause he's "That Atheist," and this particular branding of his is why we (the bodybuddy/lifemate&i) even started listening to him as we were navigating our exit from the "church" and into the wilderness of "godlessness," which isn't exactly who we are, but we are not christians or worshipers/subscribers to any organized religions or unorganized religions, really; i consider us to be something more like "unaffiliated with an institution," i.e. free agents. 

don't worry, i'm not on some MTG bandwagon; i don't ride like that [literally, read the preceding sentence!], but that doesn't mean that she's crazy. it's possible to work the system, and she has, successfully, and now, she's working it again, so she's, obviously, not-stupid. she's smart, which makes her particularly dangerous, as we know intelligent women to be, so ya, she's hit my radar, and she's going to remain on my radar, cause she said a lot of not-crazy things during her time on Real Time, and one of the last things she said was something to the effect of, "Yes, this is how I see it, from my world view." 

she's woke.

guys, she's woke, and that's so much great irony that like, i like, fucking, i don't even know what to think anymore. 

yea, according to my worldview, her worldview is antiquated, old, obsolete, thereby harmful if we keep making decisions based on thinking that's literally thousands of years old. my worldview, one imagines, according to her worldview is the death of her worldview, which it is, cause that's what becoming smarter and then applying that knowledge does: it puts to death the fucked up views that are no longer helpful to our existence, as a whole, as a people on this planet, Earth, our one and only home world.

the freedom comes with the idea that here, on Empire, we are free to change our minds about our leaders, and our leaders, themselves, can change. we can like them, love them, and hate them, and when the system works, we keep them or boot them. it's easy. it's freedom. you're free, here, on Empire, for now.

Have to

and Supposed to 

how did this end up on here again? fuck. i must've put it on the list, but then didn't realize that it was already on the list, and then i opened with this one. *gah*

Role Models

and Social Media 

for as long as i can remember i've always volunteered my time. my mother made sure of it when i was young, and i'm glad she was like that. and so, when i was finishing up school in boulder, i volunteered some of my time to a group of high schoolers from their spring semester as sophomores until they graduated, and i was warned, on my first night, that i was being assigned to a group that has torn through every leader they've tried, forever, and i was like, that seems like a mean thing to say about a group of high school girls, and it's a weird thing to say if you want me to stay and meet them, but obviously, i'm a curious person so it was exactly the right thing to say to me, lol.

i met them, and we all met each other, and we were all together for the evening events, etc. it all seemed really normal to me, and i shrugged and went home. for the first few months everything was fine and seemed perfectly normal to me, and then the whole group was going on a weekend trip into the mountains during a three-day weekend. the week before the trip, we were all where we were where we have these leadership things, eating dinner before the kiddos arrived, and our leader, the leader of the leaders, did his thing and talked to us, like he does, and then he specifically shouted me out, and his shout out was about how amazing i was doing with my group, and i looked around and was like, "What?" and then he explained to the whole group about my group, and i was horrified, cause the next thing he did was that he asked me to say a few things to the group about what i'm doing, exactly, to find so much success with my group, and i was like, "What?" he repeated himself so that i could have a second to think, and what i thought was, Nothing, I don't do anything, specifically, and so, when i finally opened my mouth, i said, "I don't do anything. I'm just a facilitator," and the room went silent. and that was the truth. i didn't do anything in particular. i simply made myself available to them and their ideas. if they had an idea, i'd make it happen. if they wanted to do something, we'd do it. if they wanted to go somewhere, we'd go. this is what i told them, and i shrugged, and everyone was looking at me like i was crazy. 

as i turn forty, i understand now why those girls liked me: i was The Future; their future in particular, as a woman. if you think i am smart now, imagine what i was like at twenty. if you think i'm hot now, imagine what i was like when i was twenty. if you think i am so capable now, imagine what i was like when i was twenty. i've always been ahead of the curve, and in a world where it seems like everyone is so far ahead of you, i was only a few years older than them, and like them, i was ahead of my curve, which means that they were approximately at the intellectual level of my peers (other fellow-leaders), but i was ahead of the curve, so i was someone to watch and see, to look at in order to get a glimpse of The Future, and as a young woman, they could watch and see how i navigated the world, and so it wasn't that i was doing nothing so much as i was making myself available for them to see, to watch, to learn how to be, someone from whom you can glean some ideas about what this "life" is all about, and this is why role models are so important, because when you're a certain age, that's all you're looking for; you're spending all of your attention on "how to be!" and it totally sucks, and it's totally stressful, and it's a social prison. 

so i volunteered my time by making myself available to a few girls who were only a few years younger than me, but those years were the difference maker between girl and woman, and luckily for them, finally, a woman smarter than them (a group of smarty-pants within the larger group) showed up. 

the problem with social media is that people who are most-likely "below you" intellectually are being held "above you" as someone to aspire toward, and that's fucked up. 

Freedom to

and Freedom from 

the difference in focus will blow your mind, and it is the sort of thing that will teach you something very personal, and so, there's no point in me spelling it out for you, because you will find something completely different, because you are you.

for me, the difference is the importance: freedom to ... looks forward, while freedom from ... looks back

i dunno about you, but all i want is to look forward, cause ya, okay, some shit went down, a lot of it and waaay way back, i get it, but can we just somehow, from here now, look forward, cause whether we like it or not, The Future is here.  

MONFRI | Employees Only (the two green-foliage shirts i've had [one is an ancient 100% cotton bb/lm shirt, the other is an original 100% linen goodwill buy {see caption}], &the three other shirts ["straight-white guy," black, brown, all 100% cotton little boy's XXL] were recent finds at #walmart [five-bucks each!] &replaced a lame-ass black polo [now-backup shirt] and grey-denim button-down [that i'd rather wear not-at the job, etc.])

&then i have two pairs of black pants
polyester capri-slacks that are so cheap the polyester strands are shredding
so the pants look like they're black with little white flecks of texture
&rolled up boyfriend jeans that are about to have a hole in the crotch
which will need to be replaced soon
ugh
both from our local GOODWILL back in the summer of 2023 when we first moved here
&of course
the Timbs from spring 2023

EPHWHYELL Vol 0.1 | Writing Practitioners Write-Alongs

I used to host a thing called WRITING PRACTITIONERS through Meetup (here we are after the first wrtg prac "meetup" i hosted in auckland, aotearoa back in 2018), and since everything is just whatever, right now (&i got an "invite" from utoob to create a "course" on utoob studio, etc.), I've decided to create some videos of the sort of thing I used to/can do/would do and do do in-person. The goal is to make accessible writing practice. 

If you would like to DO along with me, here's a link to the full-length, in real time online/video Write-Along, and here's a link to my Writer's Rate Sheet where this sorta thing can happen in-person for 808 residents, etc.

If you simply want access to The Prompts, bookmark this page for a complete, ongoing list of prompts

If you don't know what to do, here's another link to a little Intro to Writing Practitioners video

If you don't know why we're doing this, here's yet another link to The What and The Why

The below timed-writings are typed out as they were written (flaws and all), unedited unless I was unable to decipher my own handwriting *sigh*

\\//.

[26Oct25]

all prompts for today's Speed Sketch Session provided by the bodybuddy/lifemate

1 min | I knew it was a mistake as soon as it hit my tongue

I felt it slither down my throat and ride my intestines like a water slide all the while knowing that it would inevitably have to exit my body in some shape or form. My only hope was to survive, whether [time ended but if you have a complete thought, finish it] or not the thing itself did, too. 

1 min | Without it, he was powerless

I can't be powerless; that's not fair. I spent the entire day charging, and for what? to be duped into believing that all electricity is the same? What do you [illegible] that this outlet cannot charge me without a specific type of charger?

30 sec | Heavy is the head ...

that gets stuck in the bowl bc he was dared to see if his head actually fit in the bowl, but alas, 

30 sec | ... as it crumbled into the sea.

all there was to know all that had been [illegible] now in the hands of the shore upon which the sands decide where all hope resides ...

2 min | Amid all the naked bodies, it was the smell that stood out the most.

Afterall, morgues are where people who have left their corpses to rot here on earth as they go into the beyond, wherever "there" may be at the end of this thing we call life, death, The End, and so, when you tell me that it's the smell, yea, that's the smell of death, and when your body, the fleshy living, bodily part o fyou can no longer sustain your life—life—you, too, will smell like rotting flesh, like death

1 min | The answer was hidden in the lyrics 

The answer? The answer to what, and why is it hidden? If the point is for the words to reach beyond the singer and into the soul, shouldn't the lyrics be acceptably intelligible? not hidden, perhaps hidden

\\//.

[return to EPHWHYELL | Vol 0.1]

For Thick-Skinned Readers [read: intelligent, lol, all others need-not read ;]

Elitist Intellectuals trapped in their Circle-Jerks:

"Come on, everyone.

Let's just change everything about the way that we think about things, en masse, all at once;

it's easy;

we just gotta do it, guys!"

BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

i

a nearly-forty-year-old

medium-sized asian woman

was walking across a crosswalk

and crossed by a young

white-male

"rebel"

[textbook hair/posture]

wearing a shirt depicting an angry character with a text bubble that read

"GO FUCK YOURSELF!"

and i smiled at him

cause i was wearing my

"I USED TO GIVE A FUCK"

t-shirt

myself

[lol]

and he saw me see him

[lol]

and he looked embarrassed

[lol]

On Barcodes

not to

like

be that person

but like

if you're a manufacturer of some product

don't get creative or cute about the barcodes

*iroll*

when looking at the product

let's say

a box of crackers

from its front

the barcode should be on the bottom of the box on the right side

or on the right side of the box

near the bottom

and if you flip the box around so that you can see the back of the box

the barcode should be in the bottom left corner

same sorta thinking goes for bags of chips

canisters

cans

bottles

everything

because what manufacturers and "important" people do not know

is how anything

anything

actually operates

or "works"

on the ground

and so

if you think about it for one fucking minute

you'll realize that most of these items need to be scanned by a human person and/or machine

multiple times

by multiple people and machines

along the supply/delivery chain

and since it doesn't seem to matter where the barcode is placed

for machines along this chain

it'd be nice if the manufacturers thought about the people along this chain

cause most human people are right-handed

and when human people need to scan your product

put the barcode in a practical location on the packaging!

like fucking duh!

i mean

sure

go for it and be "creative"

but if/when i drop your product on the ground

cause i'm scanning five-hundred (500) items

and i can't easily find your product's barcode

so the box/canister/can gets dented

guess who doesn't give two fucks about it?

that's right

guess who will never tout some products

but will happily tout others

even products i don't use

that's right

but i guess

when considering the types of entities that couldn't care less about human laborers

this is all

"on brand"

[lol]

When

"having enough money" means that you're "rich"

Obviously

it's not a competition

but i'll always have more

therefore

better ideas

than you

cause like

you still peddling your one (read: first) idea?

*sad*

My long hair 

made it through the summer without being trimmed up

&so

we're about to find out how long it can actually grow/be

*eek*

The Xtian Mom Mantra

i mean

Hypocrisy

and Parents

The Xtian Parenting Hypocrisy

"Do as I say, not as I Do"

Is there really an emoji 

in the title of an official article released on the official White House dotgov site?

BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

*amateur hour*

You wanna know how I know that your fiance actually has a tiny penis?

Look at the lengths [lol] to which you're going to make sure that we all believe he doesn't!

BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Insecure much?

BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!

And it's like you're setting yourselves up to have to "prove it"

BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

It's becoming apparent that

japan refuses to admit their capturing and enslaving of korean women for sex

to both

refuse any blame/fault/wrongdoing

and to hide the fact that we don't actually know how many korean women were stolen as breeders

cause like

the people who think that japanese women are the "most beautiful" asians

have only seen the faces of japanese women who are deemed "beautiful"

i.e. women famed for their looks, working in entertainment, etc.

but really

the "beautiful" japanese women have faces more akin to korean faces

which means that the ones who are "beautiful" were most-likely born of korean women

who were enslaved for their beauty as breeders

cause like

there's a distinct look to japanese women

and their new pm embodies it perfectly

*shivers*

While standing in line at the Dick's burger joint in seattle one day

we overheard a guy chatting with two other guys

a group of three

and the Chatter guy said

verbatim

with all the pride
"Guys, I just got a new credit card with a 10K limit.

So, I've got ten-thousand dollars to spend.

Burgers are on me."

the other two guys just sorta nodded and looked at each other

i nearly laughed out loud

i nearly choked

i nearly spit in his face with my laughter

but i didn't

i held it in

and all we could hope was that the two other guys were as financially illiterate as the Chatter guy

cause like

if the other two were financially literate

the Chatter guy made a fucking fool of himself that day

cause he outted himself as financially illiterate

aka a poor person

BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

i mean

*sad*

If you don't know anything about money

what it is

or how it works

don't fucking buy

a house 

If you don't know anything about money

what it is

or how it works

you probably think that "paying rent" is the same as "flushing money down the toilet"

which just makes me so fucking furious at whatever poor-loser came up with this idea

PAYING RENT IS LIKE PAYING RENT

life costs money

you have to live somewhere

when you pay rent

it is like paying to live where you live for the month that you live there

you are not "flushing money down the toilet"

you are paying someone to live in the house/apartment/condo in which you are living

if you needed to rent a car for the weekend

you are not "flushing money down the toilet"

you are fucking PAYING TO USE THE CAR FOR TWO DAYS!

like fucking duh!

if you need to live somewhere

you are not "flushing money down the toilet"

you are PAYING TO LIVE SOMEWHERE FOR A YEAR or longer or however long

and i know that people think that "buying a house" is an investment

but buying a house is like buying a fucking designer bag

or cryptocurrency

which is not an investment

IT IS NOT AN INVESTMENT TO BUY A HOUSE OR A BAG

UNLESS THAT HOUSE OR BAG PROVIDES YOU INCOME

I.E. YOU RENT OUT THE HOUSE OR THE BAG AND SOMEONE PAYS YOU REGULARLY

buying a house or a bag is buying an appreciating asset

yes, you can make money off a house or bag when you sell it

BUT ONLY IF IT APPRECIATES IN VALUE!

there's so much to know about money

and most people know so little

that i'm going to just stop here

lest i give myself a heartattack from the sheer rage i feel about the shitty

shitty

shitty fucking financial information floating around on socials

if you want to know more

you're gonna have to put on some big-girl pants

and fucking ask me point blank

*middle-finger up*

If you don't know anything about money

what it is 

or how it works

it's easy

don't fucking spend money you don't have!

and if you need more money

work more

this idea of work/life balance

is a poor person's idea

a poor person who showed up to some job until the day they died

like

fucking duh

you honestly think that you can work less and earn more?

what fucking planet did you grow up on?

a planet that doesn't use money?

bummer

cause you're here now

on earth

and like the chinese proverb so wisely puts it

"money cannot buy everything

but without it

you can't buy anything"

You cannot escape

that which you have not accepted.

선 Sails

On 선 (Sun)

 

Mediocre Monday, no, wait, it's Thursday, so, Some Jokes At The Expense of 'White' People, lol

the "musicians" of your race have such terrible, mediocre-voices, that you don't even know what a good voice sounds like, and so, when you actually, finally get to hear a voice that is not-mediocre, you, obviously, think it's AI *laugh-cry*

&then, the white-voices that you worship openly admit that they use AI! and you love it!

the "musicians" of your race are so mediocre that when regular folk say, "man, these songs really all sound the same," the notorious response from "musicians" of your race is that, "but like, there are only twelve notes to use"

meanwhile, others, Globeauxes are writing original hit after hit, and the reason why these hits are hits is because they're new sounds that other, competent (read: not-white) artists are able to compose, lol

it's so blatantly obvious that the queen of mediocre-blondes ripped off the aesthetic of JENNIE's "ZEN"

it's like she thought to herself, "what sorta white-aesthetic can I use so that I can wear headgear?" which ultimately means that her music has zero meaning, because she was able to overlay any aesthetic on top of her album. meanwhile, JENNIE not only digs deeply into her korean-ness, but also, her music has meaning, and the aesthetic is thoughtfully conceived of within the context of her message

but like, white people are notoriously ignorant and illiterate; if you don't know this, you must be a white person, lol, cause like if you don't know this, as a white person, then you haven't traveled outside of these United Colonies of Elitism, enough; probably because you're too poor, cause you eat all your money, lol. like seriously, if you're a poor white person living on Empire, like, you're an idiot.

&it's such a relief to know, now, for a fact, that the "success" that any white person has ever "found" is/was all fabricated, inflated, fake news; the alternative being that white people really are stupider than the rest of us *laugh-cry*

&just for the sake of "going there," if i were a japanese person living here in hawai'i, like, WHAT. THE. FUCK? *barf* how do you show your name around these parts? and like, the ones who are here, in positions of power, no less, are proud. *ugh* you're disgusting.

&the irony is that japanese people think it's a compliment ;/

On The 'Impostors' Who Kill Themselves

you work so hard

you've worked so hard

you work. so. hard.

you climb

and you climb

and you climb

and one day

finally

you Arrive

and you look around

from the 99 to the ONE

you've Arrived!

but within the ONE

you're part of the 99

cause there's an exclusivity

even within the ONE

cause most of the ONE

is/was born into the ONE

(or fucked their way into it, lol)

and so

Here you are now

back in the 99

being looked down upon

being lesser-than

cause your type comes and goes

and you certainly have zero chance of being up Here

if you don't look like Them

and really

you don't really belong up Here

with Them

among Them

cause you clawed your way up Here

like some 99'er 

like a laborer

thus

"you don't belong up Here

cause you weren't born up Here

with Us"

They say

[end note]

them bitches always be jealous

Rosé

like

duh

*laugh-cry*

&JENNIE

dah-ling

"ZEN" is one of the greatest recordings in the history of recordings

&i listen to it every single fucking day

&yes

i have one teensy-tiny issue with one teensy-tiny lyric:

"... I'ma keep it Z

Zen

Presence

Bless

Money can't buy sixth sense ..." 

when you sing "Presence" it sounds like "Pre-sents"

like you're Presenting ... JENNIE!

which is totally great

but presence is typically pronounced more like "pr-eh-zence"

"preh-zence"

so its confusing

for me

cause obviously

i am nobody

so i have zero knowledge of your intention(s)

nevertheless

i am who i am

[updated after the catastrophe]

JENNIE, dahling

stay focused

you haven't yet peaked

an award is just a frame

EPHWHYELL | Vol 0.1

Read about "The Why" (recommended ;), and bookmark this post so that you can easily refer to it as you build with me over the next decade as we bring into reality that which, currently, only exists in our minds.

Landing [uploaded 10Oct25]

see first drafts here

PHILOSOPHICAL FOCUS | NOODIVERSITY &FREEDOM

i encountered this concept, noodiversity, for the first time a few weeks ago while reading an article in the September ARTFORM. thus, this is a new philosophical concept for me, and i would like to understand it more fully. 

NOODIVERSITY, according to and coined by Yuk Hui, is what he calls, "our way of understanding our relation to the environment, which varies from one locality to another and is embedded in language, customs, and so on." [p122] The concept context is accompanied by two other concepts: technodiversity and biodiversity.

&FREEDOM, feels pretty self-explanatory as a focus for thought-work during these oh-so-current times *sigh*

• the Hawai'i State Library system is emphasizing our "FREEDOM to READ" [05-11oct]

FIND | Fitness 

i am returning to yoga, for the general well-being of my body. since we do not want to shell out cash, at this time, for a gym or studio membership where i can dance, i have decided to return to yoga in order to find some more fitness. i have been running moderately, and i will also continue to do that.

October Focus :: Urdhva Mukha Svanasana &Keep on Running

stretch every day, anything between small and large stretches counts

small = Surya Namaskar a minimum of five

large = warmed up all the way to Urdhva Dhanurasana

• saw this NPC doing yoga --> Chaturanga Dandasana + Utthita Vasisthasana flow <-- while playing Borderlands 4

November Focus :: Urdhva Dhanurasana &Keep on Running

stretch every other day, anything between small and large stretches counts

small = Surya Namaskar a minimum of six

large = warmed up all the way to Vasisthasana

December Focus :: 

FIND | Imagery

• through phodeo [photography/videography] explore the Philosophical Focus
• 'Merica
• like, totally
• our first meme
• an NPC practicing yoga
• "Democracy" Defined
• <0/
• have you seen this weepy-korean-"man"-type weeping around socials?

YUMMY | Cook once a week

• you have a bit more energy these days, so why not help out the bodybuddy/lifemate and conceive of and cook one meal each week in October (we'll assess the situation each month)

YUMMY | [sex]

• do with it what you will
• not gonna share the specifics *wink wink*

YUMMY | Money

• presented by tkscm, limited

LOVE | Reading

• find access to journal articles that are locked
• [article link]
• [article link]
• read unlocked journal articles
• [article link]
• [article link]
• [article link]
• find more to read on Hui's concept of "noodiversity"
• read ARTFORUM
• Oct
• Nov
• Dec
• read Foreign Affairs
• Sept/Oct
• Nov/Dec
• finish Nexus: A Brief History of Information Networks From the Stone Age to AI by Yuval Noah Harari
• 05Oct25 [photos from the text slides are from this date ;]
• 19Oct25 [on this day, today]
• 23Oct25
• 16Nov25
• 20Nov25
• 23Nov25 [uploaded late, blah]
• read Free Speech: A History from Socrates to Social Media by Jacob Mchangama
• [pic upon completion]
• read Law 101: Everything You Need to Know About American Law by Jay M. Feinman
• [pic upon completion]

LOVE | Writing 

• write at least one nonfiction piece with the Philosophical Focus in mind
• write at least one fiction piece with the Philosophical Focus in mind
• write one card/letter to someone, and send it to them [some inspo]
• complete (at least) two writing dates
• writing practitioners Speed Sketching + Subject Sketching on Philosophical Focus
• find prompts here if/when you are ready to write your Sketches (or have a friend write you prompts!); it's best that you do not look at the prompts until just before you do your Speed or Subject Sketching! for it is the challenge of a thing that we LOVE.
• read 선의 sketches

LOVE | Drawing

• if you haven't figured out that Book Three is a graphic novel, well, now you know, so it'd be nice to start getting some imagery going for the thing, etc.
• i actually do not enjoy drawing all that much; it is my least-favorite apparatus(? whatever), but i do enjoy the end-result after i spend time drawing, etc.
• 09Oct25
• 16Oct25
• 26Oct25

&FINALLY | Do I need anything to accomplish these exercises?

• sketchbook ✔
• touchscreen stylus (i had one, but we cannot find it!)
• mead, spiral, college-ruled notebook ✔ 

&THEN | you use the surge of excitement and get started, right away! if you feel the pangs, don't push it off or "save it" ... use the momentum! go, go, go! 

\\//.

in the nightest of light, the lightest of night, the night light, the light of night, the lightest night, the nightest light

i wish that you would not speak to me

as if i should show some gratitude