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My daughter is so young she can’t roll over yet, hasn’t figured out clapping her hands or holding a bottle, but TODAY she played the baby light-up piano WITH HER FEET.
Pediatrician says the birthmark will go away and I know permanent eye color doesn’t come in til like 6 months so I’m not expecting all this to stay but it’s very very cool
Eerie and awesome: So my musical from last year alluded to the main character’s baby being an incarnation of some eldritch alien from a dying sun. I’ve now had a baby and she has a crazy flame 🔥 birthmark centered between her eyes, which are Asian-shaped but noticeably GREY.
of course it would be me that gets the alien fire princess baby, not like a bland baby with no epic birthmarks that seem like an echo from some grand space war that has been churning for eons
‘Through Psyche Corporation, Psyche Chimère has released several albums and singles, including "Epicycles," "Crypts & Codes," and "Sirens." The project has garnered a dedicated fan base and has been featured in various media outlets.’ - chatgpt making me look up ‘epicycles’
“According to this international treaty, I am personally immune from prosecution for any crime anywhere on Earth.” - ruthless but oddly charismatic female character from Project Hail Mary. Vibe weirdly lines up w a song I’m maybe writing about a politician who’s secretly an ogre
As far as I can tell, every Bollywood romance is about “arranged marriage is bad”, and yet somehow generations of people grow up with these movies and then insist on arranging marriages for their kids? Or is Bollywood a more recent phenomenon?
You know at some point the body is supposed to transform back into the general purpose mode that can walk normally and do inversions and scuba dive, etc., but it’s a bit fuzzy when that will happen.
Being pregnant is like realizing you’re an autobot that’s been in multi-purpose/general-purpose form most of its life but now is transforming into a special-purpose vehicle for one very specific relationship with one very specific user.
Plot twist- I then went to a house party where “handsome repressed nerds” were described as having paladin-energy (like the paladin from the DnD movie), and then two people (one who had only met me for the duration of the convo) both said “YOU have paladin energy”.