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cupcake_gothHere, have photos from Saturday. Trying to get image links on a mobile device is apparently nigh impossible.
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screams in fangirl
Sep. 13th, 2026 12:23 pmcupcake_gothBig news hit the MCR fandom last night! At the San Antonio show, Gerard said, “ we’ve always wanted to make another record [...] you guys kept us alive so long, you guys deserve another record [...] "
POSSIBLY A NEW ALBUM?!?!?!!
Yes, the calmer people in the fandom have pointed out that “wanted to” isn’t the same as “will”, and the statement was part of a longer speech about grief and stagnation, as one of his best friends & creative collaborators had passed away last summer. But this is more hope for new music than the fans have had for a long time, so of course we’re all freaking out.
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Left the house yesterday! We went to the farmers market, I checked out a herbalist shop that I kept meaning to go to, and I went to the local Discovery Shop thrift store. I found a fist-sized labradorite sphere that came with a metal stand for $21. Except when I got to the counter, I found out that I had misread the tag and it was actually … $12. And THIS is why I prefer small independent charity shops
Meh
Sep. 11th, 2026 01:23 pmcupcake_gothI continue to be exhausted, with a side of feeling glum and/or grumpy for the past few days. I have NO interest in doing work things, and am trying to force myself to read process docs that I'll need to follow for next month. BUT I DON'T WANNNNNNNAAAAAAA.
The only things I want to do, besides sleep, is zone out on the couch with a movie on and work on my outfit for the Halloween MCR show. (Beaded blood spatter on a black frock coat and pink lace jabot and cuffs. I'm almost done making the jabot, then I can move on to beading.)
But seriously, I lowkey hate everything, including myself. Should I just write this day off as a loss and work on Sunday instead? Ugh. I don't know.
The only things I want to do, besides sleep, is zone out on the couch with a movie on and work on my outfit for the Halloween MCR show. (Beaded blood spatter on a black frock coat and pink lace jabot and cuffs. I'm almost done making the jabot, then I can move on to beading.)
But seriously, I lowkey hate everything, including myself. Should I just write this day off as a loss and work on Sunday instead? Ugh. I don't know.
Come one, come all to this tragic affair
Sep. 10th, 2026 12:23 pmcupcake_gothFor the upcoming 20th anniversary (OMGWTF) of the release of The Black Parade, My Chemical Romance is releasing a remastered version with additional material. I was only going to buy the CD, and then I looked at the collection.
Oh no. Hello, I am a target market, and you're damn right I bought it. Now I need The Cure to release a pink vinyl version of Disintegration.
Oh no. Hello, I am a target market, and you're damn right I bought it. Now I need The Cure to release a pink vinyl version of Disintegration.
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Sep. 9th, 2026 02:25 pmcupcake_gothA week after the trip to the ER to be be told I was dealing with an "atypical migraine", I'm still so easily worn out. I hate this, because I was already dealing with this sort of thing, and now having an added level of "hahahaha nope no energy for you" from my body is bullshit. I feel even more like a Victorian invalid that needs a relaxing trip to the seaside.
I checked with my neurologist's office about getting an appointment with the actual neurologist, not with one of the (very nice) ARNPs who handle my Botox appointments, only to be told that the MD specializes in movement disorders, which means I need to find an actual neurologist and hope they can help me.
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In other news, I am late to the party, but I've discovered Twin Temple, and I'm charmed. They're a satanic doo-wop/country band, and they're so damn good.
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You know what I miss? The weekly gothy stitch & bitch. I miss sitting with a group of my friends, working on assorted projects. The difficulties in restarting that are, of course, finding the time, distance from each other, and transportation for those of us who don't drive and are not nearby. Hell, I'd host, but we don't actually have enough seating. More importantly, no matter what we've tried, Miss Ezerbet No Biting continues to randomly treat the entire house as her litter box, so there's always the faint scent of cat pee. But damn, I miss those sorts of social events.
I checked with my neurologist's office about getting an appointment with the actual neurologist, not with one of the (very nice) ARNPs who handle my Botox appointments, only to be told that the MD specializes in movement disorders, which means I need to find an actual neurologist and hope they can help me.
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In other news, I am late to the party, but I've discovered Twin Temple, and I'm charmed. They're a satanic doo-wop/country band, and they're so damn good.
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You know what I miss? The weekly gothy stitch & bitch. I miss sitting with a group of my friends, working on assorted projects. The difficulties in restarting that are, of course, finding the time, distance from each other, and transportation for those of us who don't drive and are not nearby. Hell, I'd host, but we don't actually have enough seating. More importantly, no matter what we've tried, Miss Ezerbet No Biting continues to randomly treat the entire house as her litter box, so there's always the faint scent of cat pee. But damn, I miss those sorts of social events.
Day 10
Sep. 5th, 2026 09:53 pmcimoreneSent the passport application off last week with no problems.
Waiting now. No date has been set for the memorial yet. We haven't talked about buying tickets.
Feeling weird, a little surreal at times, kind of behind myself - that sounds like it's describing dissociation, but I don't think I'm dissociating - at least not normally. On the contrary, I've been ruminating on my dad almost constantly (in between reading, which I do compulsively when upset). But I don't feel up to tasks like deciding what to cook and timing it when Wax gets home, like I did the week before. Or like scrubbing things. I did do some laundry last week, but I forgot it in the machine two days in a row.
Waiting now. No date has been set for the memorial yet. We haven't talked about buying tickets.
Feeling weird, a little surreal at times, kind of behind myself - that sounds like it's describing dissociation, but I don't think I'm dissociating - at least not normally. On the contrary, I've been ruminating on my dad almost constantly (in between reading, which I do compulsively when upset). But I don't feel up to tasks like deciding what to cook and timing it when Wax gets home, like I did the week before. Or like scrubbing things. I did do some laundry last week, but I forgot it in the machine two days in a row.
I’M FINE, but here’s an update
Sep. 3rd, 2026 12:39 pmcupcake_goth On Tuesday night, my migraine came with a side of blackouts. Tiny, few second blips, and extreme vertigo. I took meds and went to bed. Wednesday morning I still had the migraine, but it didn’t seem as bad as the night before, so I logged into work. Then the blackouts and the extreme vertigo came back. My insurance no longer has an on-call nurse line, but options of different telehealth companies, which I don’t trust. So we went to urgent care, but they couldn’t do the tests they felt were necessary because the software they use was having outages. I won a trip in an ambulance to a hospital; over the course of six hours I had an EKG and a CAT scan, the results of which were that everything was fine with me, it was probably an atypical migraine, and I should make an appointment with my neurologist to discuss things.
I came home and slept for 12 hours. Everything seems okay, but I’m resting and being very aware of how I feel.
So that was a thing
Sep. 2nd, 2026 12:15 pmcupcake_gothI've been feeling exhausted, woozy, slightly stricken with vertigo, and in a lot of pain since Sunday. I've been sleeping more than usual to try and fix it, but it didn't help. Then yesterday evening I had two instances of quick - no more than a few seconds - blackouts. (This was after I'd stood up from the couch and walked to the bathroom.) I spent the rest of the evening incredibly dizzy, with a few more of the split-second blackouts, and with the Stroppy One keeping a very close eye on me. Then migraine symptoms started rolling in, so I gave in and took my migraine med and went to bed early.
Today I'm still exhausted and a little dizzy, but feel much better than I did last night. But the Stroppy One and I are on high alert for anything weird, and if I start having any of the blackouts, I'm going to call the UHC nurse line that is part of my benefits package.
To say I'm less than pleased with my mortal shell is an UNDERSTATEMENT.
Today I'm still exhausted and a little dizzy, but feel much better than I did last night. But the Stroppy One and I are on high alert for anything weird, and if I start having any of the blackouts, I'm going to call the UHC nurse line that is part of my benefits package.
To say I'm less than pleased with my mortal shell is an UNDERSTATEMENT.