Dear Diary

Holidays For Some

Mayhem is finished with school for this year, as confirmed by a call from the office. They may just dig up an undone scrap of paperwork, but he's done.

Which means that he's on the job market for the holidays.

First mistake: Using Polite Writer Rules to apply for work.

You don't want to be a Nice Writer when looking for a summer job. Nice Writers give the people on the other side an ENTIRE MONTH to get back or whatever their stated waiting period is, whichever is most convenient.

As you can guess, that doesn't work when you're getting onto the temporary seasonal job market. For that market, you have to do the Annoying White Boi thing: refuse to take 'no' for an answer, keep presenting yourself as an option, and seek every avenue you can spot.

Son of mine must learn these things.

Best of luck in your baby steps into adult life, my child. May you run. May you fly.

Monday Again?

I got another busy week again.

Monday's cleaning as per usual, but we're also getting a bloke in to look at the dishwasher. Which has suspiciously stopped having error messages on us GDI.

Mayhem is hoping to have his last day at school, today. Finishing up with an exam and getting all the last little necessities ticked and sorted out for the year. Since he's also racked up some internet fees, he's immediately looking for Summer Work (tm) which should teach out

Rushed!

So here's the deal:

Beloved has a Thing where they have to turn up for Loser Gambling Corp and smile and be nice to people who might not be employed for much longer
That thing starts in the afternoon
Therefore, I have to be home by the afternoon, so the household has one fully adult occupant or I can be dragged along, I'm not sure.
Therefore therefore, I must get the stuff for MeMum done quick-ish and take off home before lunch

Non-lazy Weekend

So here's the PLN:

1) Obtain a weed wand with the rope nonsense so I don't accidentally poison the plants I like
2) Poison the plants I don't like
3) Do all the daily palaver I do every day [this list is not in order obviously]
4) Tomorrow, I trundle out to the opposite side of ~~the Earth~~ Brisbane to see MeMum and sort out some of her tech for her.

I really, really want to share The Adventure Zone and sitting

Friday Already?

Mayhem's going to school to finish up the final things. Chaos is just going to school. I have to juggle my thousand words, Instant Story, minific du jour, and bratfetching this afternoon.

At least I don't have to drive into the Valley to play D&D until nearly firkin midnight.

I got a good sleep. I'm taking my proper pills. I'm doing everything I can to be certain I'm rested. And yet... Every. Single. Morning. I wake up firkin tired.

GD

Successfully Bullied Myself

I've been gassing for days about making a start on my Kobold Bard's adventures. Last night, I got going on actually doing that. Yay.

I'm not done yet, but I will eventually be done. I have all of next week to create a story out of my brief adventure notes.

Not pushing myself there where I push myself to do other things. This is for entertainment. It should be entertaining for me. At the very least.

Shouldn't do it if it's not

I am disappoint

Mayhem is officially in the shit. He lied about being permitted to go home on Monday, so not I need actual office verification before I take one step to go collect him.

Mayhem knows he's stepped in it, and time will tell whether or not this inspires some responsibility. I'm starting with getting him to clean up his own messes.

Fingers crossed he wakes up to himself. Because his options are shape up or ship out. If he isn't a student, he

I can do this!

I have an appointment with the people fixing my car, today. The door latches on my car have been recalled and need replacing.

Thus, my PLN for the day includes bringing along MY NEW LAPPY to do all my work whilst on the move. I have everything set up.

Thus, I'm letting myself relax this morning and only focussing on this blog.

If I get as far as the Patreon stuff while on remote, all y'all will miss out on is the

Merry Birthmasween to MeMum

It's MeMum's birthday! Yay!

Can't deliver the tech support until the upcoming weekend, but it promises to be a definite delivery because I won't be up until like 2AM because D&D.

I got the brat run, soon, and all the other things that happen on a Monday. Plus the chance that Mayhem's school won't want him there for reasons. I dunno.

I'm hoping he can have a chance to catch up on everything and then get it signed off. Otherwise,

The Good Old Summertime?

It's edging towards official Summer, here in sunny Queensland. Of course, something, somewhere is on fire. Which is perfectly normal for my neck of the woods in this time of the year.

Not usually at 3AM though.

Aunty has had somewhere on fire near her - fire's out now though. I have a high sensitivity to knowing that somewhere's ignited and it just firkin adds to my sleepless issues in the Wee Small. Y'know. Alongside my somnalistic self-immolation.

Beloved has had some

5hrs Sleep or Less!

Lesson 1: D&D Sessions can be LONG.

Lesson 2: Most of it is arguing.

Lesson 3: If you can give the crew a good belly laugh on your first try, you're good.

I fucked my stealth check on the first try, introduced that particular mechanic about my Kobold. Kind of stumbled into a puzzle quest and accidentally ended up being the bravest member of the party by being the last out of the room when it was a room full

Friday! Yay!

Today's the day that Gerroff starts their adventures. Tonight, myself and Mayhem will be trundling down to town to join in with a party of adventurers currently in the Underdark.

I'm excited.

My main task du jour is to focus enough that I can actually get shit done so I have the time to go and play.

Of course, Mayhem has been super-excited about going out to play, so he's talking a mile a minute. Keeping me derailed.

For the record, flipping

GAAH!

Mayhem threw up again, this morning. His skin is looking a little sallow, too.

I'm worried that the medicos are going to demand they take his gallbladder out regardless of the possible benefits or definite detriments.

Fingers crossed, some sunshine will help him out.

My plns also include depositing my scratchings from this year into my Dreams account. Something for which requires my actual physical presence in the actual physical bank. Because my scratchings are a loose collection of random bills and

Off to the Doctor's

I'm visiting the doctor and I'm not sure why. I have my suspicions [mental health plan] because it was my shrink who wanted it to happen.

It's happening in the morning, so I could plausibly do a coffee and bank run whilst I'm out and about with minimal impact on my energy levels. The only potential snag in this pln is that I had yet another 3AM consciousness episode, so I might yet be perpetuating the sleeplessness cycle.

Have no fear. I

Coming Soon...

This Friday, I join up with a D&D group at Beloved's workplace. I may or may not have the little darlings in tow. That would make the evening more interesting, to be certain. And more expensive, since taking the train in is my pln for that evening.

I'm going to be documenting the adventures of Gerroff, a Kobold bard with an INT score of 10. They're agender and never saw why that was important. Whatever passes for puberty amongst Kobolds

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Holidays For Some

Monday Again?

Rushed!

Non-lazy Weekend

Friday Already?

Successfully Bullied Myself

I am disappoint

I can do this!

Merry Birthmasween to MeMum

The Good Old Summertime?

5hrs Sleep or Less!

Friday! Yay!

GAAH!

Off to the Doctor's

Coming Soon...