Could you do dmab genderqueer Spades Slick with a shirt regarding how salty they are about being constantly dead-named (preferred name Slick, deadname Jack, pronouns they/them)? Bonus points for a punk aesthetic involving a lot of spikes!
im not great at designing shirts so i added a cool jacket!!
“I went to see the show with my boyfriend, who’s an actor, and I was incredibly moved, as was everyone else around us. Because my boyfriend is in the theater community he got us backstage, and we met the cast, including Lin. My boyfriend introduced me to Lin as, ‘This is my girlfriend, Ingrid’ and – this is the stalker in me– I knew Lin followed me on Twitter, so he knew who I was, but I wasn’t sure if he was going to recognize me. So he shook my hand, and then he got this look in his eye and he was like, 'Wait a minute… Ingrid… Michaelson?’ I became so shy because I had just seen his masterpiece. But he was like, 'I love your music!’ We took some pictures together, and a few days later I recorded this 15-second clip of Hamilton’s finale song and posted it on Instagram. Hamilton retweeted it, and Lin said he loved it! A few weeks later, he was like, 'I have an idea. I want you to write the topline for the song on this Hamilton Mixtape I’m making. You inspired me with the clip you posted online.’ Thank God I posted that little clip on Instagram! This is the coolest thing to be a part of. Common, The Roots and Ingrid Michaelson? One of these things is not like the other!
"This mixtape reflects such a great variety. Some are straight-up covers, some are reinterpretations. Ours is a track that’s based off of 'Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story,’ and Common is rapping and I wrote the chorus that’s peeking in between the rap. It was an interesting task, because I had to write my own thing but kind of use the words that already existed. It’s all been very hush-hush – I wasn’t allowed to send the song to anybody. I can’t believe I’m a part of this. It’s way cooler than I’ll ever be.”
This drunk girl held my hand and told me she loved me and my hair tonight while I walked her through the credit card machine at the bar
I had told her I rlly liked her makeup and she started tearing up and asked me to marry her
We hung out yesterday. You scooted over to the middle seat so that you could be closer to me. I blushed. “Oh now you don’t wanna sit next to me?” You teased, smirking . You put your head in my lap as I played with your hair. Our hands interlocked at one point. I smiled and looked down at our hands as I leaned into your shoulder, resting my head. Your hand soon crept up to my thigh. Can you be mine already?
Memories everywhere, flooding my brain, my eyes. They creep up behind my eyelids, and they illuminate the room I’m in. The room is covered with clothes whose shadows lurk in the form of monsters, dressers whose tops have rings where makeup bottles and hairspray containers have been with a mirror mounted that reflects your demons back to you. This is not my room. It is our room. It is hers and mine and the monsters I won’t forget.
Do you ever have nightmares?
I am looking into the mirror with my hands tight around the chain on my neck, the cross that swings from it. My pastel hair was a mess from laying in the bed I’d abandoned with her in it, and my hands shook from the white-knuckled grip on the necklace. Breathe in. Breathe out.
Do you ever have nightmares?
I continue to breathe. My chest inflates, my chest deflates. My hands slowly relax. I am not my demons, but I do not have to fear them. I have had nightmares. I have lived a nightmare, and now, with her, I am waking up. I am opening my eyes and seeing the daylight stream down through the cracked blinds of the window. I am smiling and brushing blond strands of hair out of her unaware face. With her, I am awake.
Budgeting and money management has been coming up a lot in my chats with other ASD people lately. Since many of us have executive function issues, money management can be really challenging. Planning a budget can be difficult for some of us (*raises hand*) since we may not know where to begin (*raises hand*) and budgeting software and spreadsheets look intimidating as heck (*raises hand*)
My parents didn’t teach me how to manage money or run a household budget. They figured my future husband would do that. Thus I didn’t learn how to budget until I was 36. I learned how to manage money by following a system called You Need A Budget (aka YNAB.) They do sell a software (which I’ve used for years and I’ve recently upgraded to the newest version) but much more important is their money management philosophy, which will work with any budget software or spreadsheet. You can choose to use Mint.com and still use the YNAB method.
The YNAB method is based in envelope budgeting and zero-based budgeting. In envelope budgeting, you divide your money into envelopes (in the past, this was literal, dividing cash into actual envelopes or jars.) In zero-based budgeting, you give every dollar a ‘job’, dividing them all into envelopes. The YNAB method implements these methods with a philosophy of four rules. The reason I suggest looking at the YNAB method is because they provide some very comprehensive lessons in their method, for free. Most importantly, they tell you where to start. Where to start with your categories, what to budget first, where to start with your income. They even tell you the most important category for your first budget plan, “Stuff I Forgot To Budget For.” Read their literature, watch their YouTube videos, take a few of their webinars, learn how to handle your money. And if you don’t like their software (it’s subscription after a 34-day trial), there are lots of others like Mint.com, CalendarBudget,Everydollar, Goodbudget, Mvelopes, too many apps to name, and of course, good old fashioned Excel spreadsheets - find what works for you, the YNAB method can still apply.
Before anyone asks, no I’m not an affiliate. I’m a person with Asperger’s Autism, with executive dysfunction issues and dyscalulia, who finds money and math confusing, and this is the method that taught me how to manage well enough that I paid off my credit card, built a 1-month buffer for expenses, and am not living paycheque to paycheque.