PLNs

The ankle is getting stronger. And grumbling all the way. I'm still babying the dang thing because I can sense it wanting to rebel.

My right wrist doesn't like me this morning and is reminding me that I have been beyond lax in doing my wrist stretchies before I get on with the tikkatakka.

I'll get going with that tomorrow.

Maintaining my meat suit is taking longer and longer.

I shall get on with today's tale shortly.

The Archive's about to start reading to each other. I've somehow managed to get the video out this morning, and I hope to go nowhere and do nothing, today.

I want to go nowhere and do nothing.

My plans for the same yesterday were dashed by MeMum's compy having a cookie overload. And complicated by confusion with the instructions. So I had to haul my bum out there and sort things out.

I finally have a solution to Mum misplacing her tech

We get income today. Huzzah. A weight off my shoulders, at least until I need to go shopping again.

Life's getting expensive.

I'm recording and arranging the next video, today. Possibly fiddling with a co-op project. And of course reviewing some fellow writers' microfictions so that I'm eligible to be read on stream.

And treating my ankle.

I want to play some games today. And tomorrow. I'll see what the assorted distractions allow me to do.

Onwards to the imaginings.

I just finished writing chapter 570 of A Devil's Tale, so that means five more chapters to record for Adorable. Or maybe the eventual professional voice recording person. Whoever that may be.

I have a video to share, a story to write, some memetic nonse to indulge in... and I might even pull the finger out and arrange for the blood test that's been pending for like... a month.

Procrastination is strong when you don't want the local vampires sticking you with

Yesterday, I had a PLN to take the afternoon off. Then I was called upon to help a writer in the group trim their story down from nearly one thousand words. For a reminder, the upper limit is three hundred and fifty words.

Then I got wrapped up in a collab idea.

And just when I was actually nearly finished with the day's tale, Mayhem needed an emergency shopping run. Sigh.

I'm HOPING to have an afternoon off today. And maybe tomorrow.

I gotta think up something to say this week. I gotta hit Kdenlive with a hammer. I gotta write a story and I gotta stay aware enough to catch Mayhem's Get-Me-Home message because I am totally daft at paying attention to that flavour of thing.

I'm trying something, and I shall see if it works.

I need to get more supplies, but I also need to wait for payday because all kinds of expensive shit has happened. Not-yay.

BUT at least I

Good news - I have an ankle brace with re-enforced sides. Bad news - getting used to it is a palpable learning curve. But I am getting used to it.

I fed my starter after a longer time period than usual. Wilson will be fine. I've done similar shenanigans before. I do try to not do it that often, for the record.

I need my cane again and doing my stretchies has to stop when they start to hurt. It's best to

I got my lovelies coming over to deal with my ever-extending Honeydew list. I think I might have convinced them by adding a few things to the list in-between asking them about it.

Procrastination regarding the list just means more list.

Kind'a like a lot of my problems, if I think about it too hard. And I try not to because of the headaches I get if I do.

The story and video stuff will be happening after the fix-a-thon. Whenever that

I'm looking for assistance from other authors with the secondary All Hallows' Read story that I've managed to produce. I'm trying not to feel the clock ticking at this point.

I don't have to release this thing this year. I can get it perfected, construct the cover, and have it all lined up for next year.

I've got today's Peertube video out. Yay. I've had my dosages. Hooray. I've done my stretchies and cooled off my ankle.

I'm struggling with all other