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I Need Hugs

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Friday, Lo Batt Issues

I gotta clean the catio today. I have to go fetch Mayhem at some point. I'm behind on my imaginary progress with Pseuducku because I didn't do jack about making a thing happen for/in it.

And you know what?

Screw it.

If I need a breather, I'm taking a breather. If I want to relax, I'm going to relax. If I need sleep, I'm taking a nap.

If I need hugs... I'll try to arrange more time with the QPP.

I'm feeling a little frayed and lonely and a lot tired and disheartened. I'll recover in due time, with appropriate self-therapy.

For example: Instead of working on Pseuducku, yesterday, I played Thank Goodness You're Here. A surreal game centred on a tiny little town that is 10000% quirks. It's weird and strange and I thoroughly recommend it.

I might even get MeMum to play it. It's literally impossible to break it, get softlocked, or otherwise mess things up. I might do next week's Reasons To Love about it.

Time will tell.

Anyway, I am offski to do the things I do to lure in an audience. Yoo-hoo, readers... pspspspspsps...

I need five cubic meters of cotton wool...

...and a big burly bloke named Bruce to take care of me while I'm down.

Today's embuggerance is sponsored by the Internet, a finished novel, asthma, heavy anxiety, and my general disability to cope with multiple crises at once.

  • I have finished writing B'Nar
  • Which may be a contributing factor in today's anxiety spike
  • I'm having a Clayton's Asthma Attack
  • Which may also contribute to said anxiety spike
  • The internet connection to the outside world is fucking DEAD
  • Which definitely contributes to
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Done! Hugs Plz

I have just accomplished all the things that have terrified me for a firkin month.

  • Appointment for jabs scheduled
  • Appointment for car service scheduled
  • New mower person contacted
  • MOTHERFUCKING SUMMARY DONE AND SENT OFF TO POTENTIAL AGENT

So I am most definitely taking a majority of a day so I can recover from all the anxiety this is causing. Not to mention that this potential agent is literally my last chance according to the people I sent US$400 for the list.

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Fuck...

I'm tired and I can't sleep, so I'm blogging.

I have stuff to do and I'm playing that old game: Am I really tired, or is this depression/asthma/some virus?

Do I want coffee, or do I need coffee? Does this make me an addict? Am I overthinking things again?

Can I summon the mental fortitude to summarise my novel and fix the markdown formatting while I'm at it?

If I try to nap now, will I even be able to?

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Progress?

Things are going glacial. I have hit a wall.

This wall is all about me versus the edition of Adapting I'm using to create the two-page-max summary of a 120K-word novel. Which sucks ARSE.

The sooner I get to not doing summaries, the happier I shall be. I much prefer elevator pitches. I can do that. Watch:

  • Adapting: Sufficiently advanced technology versus sufficiently mysterious magic.
  • Beauties and the Beastly: British werewolves in paradise.
  • Rael: Technology finds worth as a person.
  • Clockwork Souls:
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Fuck My Life

I had an unusual case of the Faerie Curse, yesterday. Here's how it went down:

  • Usual barking my little darlings into order with few hitches.
  • Go to ATM for moolah
  • Card reads as expired
  • Check card. Due to expire in 2020
  • Re-run ATM looking for a balance
  • Still expired
  • Watch another citizen use the ATM without a hitch
  • Ask incoming bank employee if they can possibly help. They can't.
  • Curse
  • Go to a different brand ATM that still serves to see if
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SNAFU^2

Turns out that a shockingly large number of my seed beads don't fit on a standard pin. This is something of a major flaw in beads, generally. If they don't fit onto the findings - what the fuck are you supposed to do?

It would cost me more to send them back, so my plan is - use what I can and get beads from a different mob when I run out of useful ones.

Also - find a profitable use for

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Summer's back

Beautiful sunny day plus sweltering humidity equals I really should have gone on my walk nearer to dawn.

Oof.

I'm sweating up a storm, my hair is a swamp, and today's walk reduced my personal batteries to the red zone.

All I can focus on is what I need and what I currently can't afford because no spare money.

I need orthopaedic sandals made for plantar fasciatus, because my feet are getting beyond swampy, too. Also I need footwear just to be

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