All the cities that we burned down

[sovay]

Rabbit, rabbit! To inaugurate Pride Month, I spent most of the day doing laundry, but that's because very early tomorrow morning I am leaving for New York. I did manage to drop by gaudior's birthday party, where I helped light a dramatic amount of candles on a cheesecake without setting any household objects or people on fire, except slightly my thumb.

I have still not written a speech in the event of winning a Lammy. The concept appears to exist at the exact intersection of Tiny Wittgenstein and tempting fate. I'm working on it.

I think my extensive plans for tonight are pack and collapse.

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[sovay]

It's not whether you win or lose, it's whether you scythe the ballroom clean of swag.

I mean, if they offer books, I'm coming home with my arms full.

If you don't win this year, there will be radiantly beautiful people of all and no genders in their finery, so you will at least have a good view amidst the passed hors d'oeuvres.

There's an afterparty! I don't think I've ever been to an event with an afterparty! It's at an art bar and I'm bringing earplugs!

*hugs*