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Mayhem's digestive issues are... intermittent. I'm pretty much convinced it isn't the gallbladder any more. And since he's eating meat again without trouble, I can guess that the Gold Coin Grass did its job and last week's flare-up was probably the Ekka Bug.

Fingers crossed.

We'll find out sometime next week whether or not this is going to be a regular thing. At least this time Beloved is in on the loop and (hopefully) won't yell at me for taking Mayhem's word for being cured.

Sigh.

There's a birthday this weekend. Mayhem's seventeen in a few very short days. Almost into legal adulthood.

Yikes.

It's going to involve a lot of treat food. I know this. Including a gourmet pie because my lad's not a big one for cake. If you're going to blow the diet, blow it on the GOOD stuff, I say.

With all good luck, it'll be a good one.

Fingers crossed.

Challenge #02052-E228: Wifi Fhtagn

We have found it... The mythical artifact of legendary power, rumored about since the 21st century... And now, after all this time, we have found it! The best wifi in the universe! -- TheDragonsFlame

It was small, and sleek, and had two antennae that made the whole thing look like an ascii-faced robot. Humans would easily see the 'face' and declare it as 'cute' or 'a little bit derpy'. Those not blessed with the capability for pareidolia would only see lights and

Welp. That's Me Fucked Up

It's already Wedensday and the odds of me working on SESP at all are... low.

And I really need to look after myself rather than fret about what I'm not doing.

BUT....

Because anxiety, I gotta fret anyway. Which drains the personal batteries. Which leaves me less energy for doing the thing. Which lowers the odds of thing-doing even further. Which increases the guilt for not doing the thing.

::Windmills of Your Mind plays in the background::

I need permission to just

Challenge #02051-E227: Death Trade

Kill it! Kill it with lethal amounts of Sodium Chloride! -- @internutter

The enormous bipedal chordate flinched under the -pardon the pun- assault. Cried out. And yet, it was still standing after five rounds rapid. Then the assembled Cryptels watched in stunned amazement as the Deathworlder actually licked the powder from its skin.

"Mmmm..." It bared its enormous teeth. "YesthisisexactlywhatIneed."

It actually craved the death mineral. T'lu didn't know what to do. Ze clenched backwards out of instinct as this giant went

Stop Hitting Myself...

Another crowded day ahead.

The usual morning blogging and story rigmarole
Meeting with Chaos' teacher in an hour and a half
Gotta secure some supplies
The usual novel stuff
Patreon Tuesday
Find time and energy for an hour of SESP
Drive away the guilt for not being able to do so yesterday

All I want to do, on the other hand, is catch up with Critical Role and finish writing a whump fic.

Maybe after I finish B'Nar [in a little under

Challenge #02050-E226: Stockholm's Invisible Bars

Humanity has always fascinated a certain alien “scientist” shall we say, though in reality they were nothing more than a monster. Their newest “pets” were the result of their most recent experiments in gaslighting and the human phenomenon known as Stockholm syndrome. Never had one so cruel ever known such an horrific punishment by the hands of humanity. -- Sorry

[AN: No you're not]

Beware becoming your obsession. There are many that will eat you alive and not even spit out your

Another Monday

Another brat run. Another money dash. Another cleaning day.

Another start on another 3K in a novel.

Another week of just wanting to slob out and do nothing and not worry about shit. But worrying anyway because chronic anxiety just won't quit.

Another week of fighting depression because my Beloved is busy and we hardly talk/hug at the moment and... ugh.

And this week, I'm planning to take an hour to work on SESP so I can maybe have a hope

Challenge #02049-E225: A Tiny Terror in Tulle

"You're my bestest friend ever!" "Because I supply you with deadly weapons?" "That's what only the best of friends would do!" -- TheDragonsFlame

[AN: Now I want a Google Search image with "Did you mean 'Bangladesh Dupree'?" in it]

It wasn't easy, working for Princess Hakenslash. She was going to be a fine Warrior Queen one day, presuming she survived to achieve the crown. She was eight, and already a terror in pink tulle and play fairy wings[1]. She wanted nothing

Oh dear...

I had a nice day of sloth. Alas, it got a little ruined by the fact that Mayhem's tummy troubles have returned and I never did see that higher-level quack about the magic medicine(tm).

Which Beloved yelled at me about.

Nevermind that Mayhem was effectively cured for a fucking fortnight. Or said he was cured.

The caveat to this is that the higher-level quack doesn't like operating outside of school hours, so it'll be a couple of weeks until we get

Challenge #02048-E224: Small Miracle in a Bathhouse

I will follow you to the ends of the Earth with only mild complaining -- TheDragonsFlame

[AN: Callback to this because I like the concept]

So many miracles happened in Wraithvine's wake. But then, one could expect that sort of thing from an actual wizard. For a start, Wraithvine could make a gesture and everyone would not see her as a Kobold any more. They would see a Halfling, or a Gnome, or a Dwarf, or an Elven or Human child. It

Laze Ethic

There needs to be an opposite of a work ethic. That's the one I'm going with for now. It's where you purposely make time to slob around and do just the things that make you feel better.

Be that a gigantic bubble bath, a day of trash TV and worse food, or a day of retail therapy. Or a wine and karaoke night. Whatever. You take that entire day and enjoy it and don't think about work because you freaking earned this.

Challenge #02047-E223: Place Your Bets

I have a lot of questions about this and I want none of them answered. -- TheDragonsFlame

There was a segment of vine in the isolation chamber. Recognisable as a section of The Glunk only by its unique hue. Spotted along it were black dots. Arranged underneath it were sections of Known Station Building Material.

There was also a betting pool board instead of algorithms on the whiteboards that were left there for those who liked to think in physical space.[1]

Friday Fun

Mayhem has new travel arrangements. He's riding as far as Beloved's work, and then catching public transit the rest of the way to the new digs in Toowong. Then doing that in reverse on the way home.

Which means I don't have to drive anywhere at all.

I just hang out at home all day and only make appearances for Miss Chaos' bus.

Best. Day. Of the week. Officially.

At least for hopeless hermit me. Who would much rather be chilling in

Challenge #02046-E222: Mundane Profundity

http://avita-creator.tumblr.com/post/175729151210/theshitpostcalligrapher-mysteryseeker

For these are the hidden gems of the time known as the shitpost era of the Internet, and are now treated in our spacefaring days, as they treated their own classical texts of Shakespeare and Marlowe. -- Anon Guest

It was a cross-stitch sampler in a frame, and it had profound words carefully sewn into the underlying fabric. It is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are. Next to

Making Time

So much can occupy a mind. In my case, The Adventure Zone, Mumbo Jumbo, and a bunch of like-minded nerds on Discord.

They ate my morning.

I have ten minutes or less to do this, post something, and get my kids pointed in the correct direction for school. Huzzah.

And the Ekka Flu this year is (a) looking like a digestive bug and (b) attacking my insides. Fun times for your local 'Nutter.

I still have to do my Wordpress Wednesday, too.

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Back and Forth

Challenge #02052-E228: Wifi Fhtagn

Welp. That's Me Fucked Up

Challenge #02051-E227: Death Trade

Stop Hitting Myself...

Challenge #02050-E226: Stockholm's Invisible Bars

Another Monday

Challenge #02049-E225: A Tiny Terror in Tulle

Oh dear...

Challenge #02048-E224: Small Miracle in a Bathhouse

Laze Ethic

Challenge #02047-E223: Place Your Bets

Friday Fun

Challenge #02046-E222: Mundane Profundity

Making Time