I will make you cross-stitch anything. I can frame your artwork. I see a therapist. I have an air fryer, crockpot, a vitamix, a kitchenaid, and a gas range. I have little to no social life. I’ve made friends with the neighborhood cows, goats, horses, and kangaroo.

Update: I found roommates! They are a precious couple from Idaho (can’t wait to bond over shared trauma). But, they are young enough that they did not live through 9/11, and my brain cannot process that.

This is an excellent thread.

I don’t think anyone from my Twitter doesn’t follow me on my other social media, but just in case: I am Utah’s new Public Art Coordinator! I’m very excited and nervous and please, point me in the direction of your favorite public art Twitter communities! #PublicArt

Equity doesn’t mean that everyone is in the house; equity is what happens when you own your own house. Americans for the Arts @bamuthi #AFTACON

Literally how I got divorced😂

cats have the right idea: wake up and scream your little face off until the world gives you what you need

All Geminis everywhere 😂

My roommate asked me tonight “Who the fuck is Monica Lewinsky?” and I am still just sitting frozen and stunned as I try to process sharing a home with this child

“I need to rewatch Star Wars. But I don’t want to watch Luke Skywalker, I hate that guy. I just want Anakin.” - my 20-year-old roommate while we’re watching Mandalorian #WhenWillDeathCome