bunny did that

bunny. sf to seattle to nyc. jokes. fashion. mopeds. travel. food. fun.

[bunnydidthat]

I’m a couple months shy of my first year in New York and it’s still really magical, with little pockets of toughness. 

[bunnydidthat]

The other day I was talking to a friend about all things internet and I was like WHOA I have not been on tumblr for 3 months. 

Hi guys, it’s me Bunny. I moved to NY. I’m not dead. I am very much alive. and I love NY a whole lot. 

[bunnydidthat]

Oh sup what's going on? Don't mind me, I'm just hanging out in my room in Brooklyn. Whatever. No big deal. 

AHHHHHHHH I MADE IT I LIVE IN NY NOW WOO HOO.

I mean, whatever, it's cool. I went and saw Sleater Kinney on Thursday and got there ridiculously late. But it's cool. I decided to weasel my way into the Friday show and arrived on time and saw the whole ding dang thing and everything was radical and nothing sucked. 

I'm just going to ramble about some things.

My room is awesome. I am living with the family I'm working for. I have a huge room with a giant bed and windows and a faux fire place. It's really cute. The kids are rad. Bruce is really happy and is adjusting just fine. He's getting way more of me in the day time although I still feel guilty about being gone in the evening. The parents are super rad and have made me feel so welcome in their home. I can come and go as I please. But it is really weird to be living with a family. Guess I won't be bringing any babes home though. 

Not that I want to bring babes home. I started seeing this really lovely dude this summer and I don't know, I didn't expect anything because dudes in Seattle are TERRIBLE. But we actually liked each other and had a really rad relationship. And I don't know, it just worked. He liked my friends and he respected me as a person. And we had lots of fun together but also gave each other space. I took care of him when his grandpa passed away. I took care of him when he got his appendix out. He brought me thrift store treasures and hung out with my dog on his days off. We went to the beach and we went to shows and we went out and we stayed in and we cooked meals together and for each other and we just did nice things together and for one another. He was nothing but supportive when I told him I got this job in NY and he stuck around this last month while I was getting everything ready. I've never had an "amicable split." It's weird. Like normally my relationships have ended either because I fucked something up royally or they fucked something up royally. But we only split up because I moved to NY. And I don't know...there was a part of me that hoped that maybe he would have been like damn that's rad I wanna go too. But he didn't and that's ok. But it's still weird and sad and the thought of dating again is so unappealing because I really liked this one. 

[bunnydidthat]

Even though this whole move thing is happening really quickly (i.e. got a job/place to live/plane ticket/gave notice to my old life/packed/etc) in the course of a month good god is it dragging right now. I'm so ready because I just want to get there and I want to feel the sadness of leaving a place, rather than being in this limbo where I feel on the brink of sadness but I can't really let it go because I've got too damn much to do. 

[bunnydidthat]

I head to NY in 13 days holy crap holy shit holy crap. 

[albinovampyr-blog]

[bunnydidthat]

Ughhhhhhh I hate moving. I hate talking to these shipping companies. I just wanna pack my stuff. Someone come get it and put it in the truck and take it away please and thank you.

[pissdracula]

if u can’t handle me at my needy and over emotional and irrational u don’t deserve me at my pretending to hold it together

[bunnydidthat]

I'm moving to NY in 22 days. I've never been so excited/nervous/happy/sad. I have too many feelings and sometimes I can hold them but today I just want to throw them out, into the garbage where they belong.

I've been dating someone really, really fucking awesome. And I feel like I'm in a healthy relationship for oh I don't know, the first time in my life. But when I move it's over and it's sad. But it makes sense. We haven't been together for that long really, and we're not at the point where it makes any sense to...I don't know...it just doesn't make any sense to him to be together after I move and I get it and I respect it. But it's still sad. But also fuck you I'm fucking awesome and you're dumb. 

I'm making awesome progress on my moving fund though. And my new family is going to pay for half of my moving expenses. Everything is going to be fine. And it's ok to be happy and sad at the same time. I have worked really hard to make things happen and they're happening and I feel so fortunate. I get to continue working in a field I love, helping people raise their children. I get to do it in a city I love and have wanted to move to for a long time now. And I don't have to worry about rent or utilities and I can have my little Brucebat dingus with me and i won't have to work as many hours and I deserve this. 

[bunnydidthat]

A lot of things have felt terrible and horrible lately and I've had a tough time seeing outside of the slump but I think I'm coming out of it which is real nice. 

Tomorrow I have a skype interview with a family in NY. I've talked to them once before and emailed a little. It would start out as a live in position while I got to know the kids, but I wouldn't have to worry about rent or utilities and I'd make more than I'm making now. So I could oh I don't know catch up for once in my life? Live in is not ideal but WHO CARES I COULD BE LIVING IN A BEAUTIFUL BROWNSTONE IN CLINTON HILL.

I'm nervous and I'm excited and I'm kind of losing my shit. But I am going to crush this and I'm gonna move to NY and it's going to be fucking wonderful. 

[mustiest]

Berta Pfirsich // Savage - You Will Have What You Want Sometime Soon [x/x]

[bunnydidthat]

I've been feeling a lot of garbage feels lately, mostly because I'm not making money like I used to. I've been on the hunt for a new work family so I can make decent money again. This one family I work for is amazing and I adore them but since the other family put their kid in preschool I've been in the poor house. Plus my rent went up. So it's just like cool, less money in, more money out, how's a gal supposed to save and work on her goals if she's having trouble floating? Oh well.

I went to visit my family over the weekend and I love them dearly. But seeing them just makes me feel like I'm going to be stuff in this cycle of having nothing forever. Like what's the point in working hard for a living if I'm just going to wind up a garbage person. Side note my parents are not garbage people, they are wonderful humans and that's not my intent at all. I just feel like a garbage person with a garbage life stuck in a garbage cycle no matter how hard I work/try/grow. I'm still a trash heap.

BUT I had a really good conversation with a friend of mine last night and even though I still feel like a terrible garbage person I feel like I've reconfigured my direction/motivation and I've tucked some of my garbage feels to the back of the heap.

So what if I'm a garbage person?

[vinstage]

[bunnydidthat]

ME IN LESS THAN 24 HOURS

[bunnydidthat]

Tomorrow I'm going to the outskirts of Sacramento to visit my family. I wish I could see my family without having to physically go to Sacramento. On the plus side my parents live out in the sticks and there's no way I will run into any one I don't want to run into. On the minus side my parents live out in the sticks and it's boring and I hate it (stomps feet). I decided to not really tell anyone I was going so I wouldn't run the risk of running into people I don't want to run into. But there are a couple people I wouldn't mind seeing.

Ugh Sacramento. So glad I didn't move back to you. I lost my god damned mind for a minute but glad I did the right thing for myself. Now if only my parents would live some other god forsaken place.

[busket]

dont you dare say stuff like “not all white people” or “not all cops” right now

this is a fucking tragedy and it is about race and oppression and it is about black people being killed by white police

it is not about defending “good white people” or “good cops”. do not derail this

you don’t need to defend white people or cops. as you can see the nation already does that plenty fucking enough

[unwritableihaveanewblog-blog]

12 year old black boy shot by a white cop for having a BB gun. I’m fucking disgusted. The boy is fighting for his life right now. 

[cap-kira]

This is beyond ridiculous

[bcpk-deactivated20210131]

"The young man". I like how the reporter corrected him on the spot and said “the boy”. They use certain words to make us seem older than we are to take away a layer of innocence.

[fuckitgazette]

1h

12-year-old boy wielding what turned out to be a BB gun when he was shot by police outside a Cleveland recreation center has died, police union official confirms - @clevelanddotcom

[wocinsolidarity]

His name was Tamir E. Rice. 

He was a child playing with a toy. And he was murdered.

And this fucking asshole white cop has the nerve to call him a “young man.” He’s already trying to justify this - how long before he starts calling this baby a thug, or a gangster? 

AND HE WAS A BABY. And white people wanna talk about “it’s not about race.” Remember Tamir and the countless innocent Black lives that have been stolen. While white serial killers and murderers get escorted carefully away. While white people in Target are carrying loaded shotguns and shit. While these white cops/murderers get put on paid leave. 

[joshpeck]

some important tweets from tonight