real life

Fun times ahoy

My brain is back to being like a sieve. Even more so than normal. Well, what passes for normal when I'm actually on Ashwagandha.

Bad news: I gotta wait a week before my order is ready. Y'all know this.

Good news: Beloved apparently has a stock of Ashwagandha at work. Enough to see me through until the eventual delivery day if there are no further complications.

Bad news: Beloved is not back to work until Tuesday because they were working on Saturday.

Ow.

Still, I'd rather have Ashwagandha on Tuesday than be forced to slam the caffeine just to function tolerably well during an entire week. I mean, look at me. I've had a cup of coffee and now I'm imbibing a sugar-free Red Bull just to deliver you a daily tale.

I'm a mess.

I'll still be a mess when I have my meds, I'll just be less of a mess.

Let's go tell a story.

Shenanigans!

So. I ordered my Ashwagandha, but... the place I ordered it from is out of stock.

I have to wait a WEEK to brain properly again. At minimum.

On the plus side, a parcel from the states arrived and I'm busily attempting to figure out all of the assorted nonsense within. The cat toys have been distributed to my little fluffy friends. Everything else is a matter of my int rolls at the time.

Not looking good on that count for next

I can handle this (I think)

I did order myself ten months' worth of Ashwagandha, at a hefty knock to my wallet. I'm... "fine". Sort of.

I can cope. I can deal. I can make it.

But...

It's gonna be tight for a little while. I can squeak by. I'm avoiding cash purchases this week, but that's me punishing myself for making a purchase that is more than my weekly budget.

...I should probably stop hurting myself like that.

This is another scar from growing up poor and

Success?

I woke up in the wee smol again, so I used that chance to finish up Episode Fourteen of Inter-Mission. Yay.

Which means that I can begin working on editing episode fifteen the next time I wake up in the wee smol. Yay.

Today, Mayhem is complaining about a sore throat whilst also having a wider neck than normal. Checked against other symptoms, it is probably not Mumps. Ye gods, that lad can catch anything.

On the agenda today is little more

Nibbling to Death

I got another quarter of Inter-Mission done and managed to record five more stories for the next one. Yay.

All because I went to sleep long about 5PM and was out of it until 3AM.

Little kitties were wont to make pest of themselves, too. I stood firm and didn't feed them until it was five. I had to lock them out of the room because they were wont to trample my keyboards and get in my way and all that nonsense.

Here we go

~~back on my bullshit~~

It's school time again and Mayhem is entering his last term. Hopefully he's still looking for part-time work to help fill the family coffers.

It's not his fault that the job market is so scarce. Late stage capitalism sucks major balls. Content creation for pennies on the hour might be all that he has, poor dear.

It's a Cleaning Day, and a Patreon Day, and I'm trying to do all my other nonsense... so yeah. Busy 'Nutter.

I'm

Monday

::insert Law&Order doink-doink::

Toasty's released another thirty-second update to her new WIP music video, so you know what that means. Yes, folks, I'm writing another 3K in the novelisation of the video in progress because my demons will not leave me alone until I do.

It's such a thing to be possessed by a story idea.

It doesn't happen often, but it's a ride when it does. Teh pln for today includes a money run, the mandatory story, an attempt

Aftermath, Part 2

So I managed to get to sleep real early, yesterday. This meant that I was no longer able to sleep at sometime closer to 10PM. Which, in turn, meant that I was prepped and ready for Toasty's stream, this morning. Yay for me.

Next week, the stream isn't on, so I'm slightly screwed if I find myself awake at the wee small hours of the morning.

I'll deal with that embuggerance if I get there. The trick will be remembering to reset

Aftermath, Part 1

Fun was had, last night. Fun will be had during the wee small hours of tomorrow's AM. I will be WRECKED, but I'm going to enjoy it.

There are the remains of two cakes in the house. One is almost doomed, the other is only initially doomed. I've gained some significant weight, and I might diet all through the rest of this month and the next one... but not today.

Today, I have treats.

I also have a Tiefling Monk who's basically

My age is a Gilbert and Sullivan lyric

How long have I lived?

::aria pose:: (sings) Forty-seven years! Forty-seven years...

::returns to normal:: Yes, folks, I am part of the Pirates of Penzance for exactly one trip around the sun. Yay?

I gorged on sushi, last night, finishing up with cake and ice cream. This morning, I woke at 1AM with a panic attack. Fun.

I still can't easily get back to sleep, so I used the opportunity to get halfway along in Episode 14 of Inter-Mission. I should start

Birthmas Shenanigans

We have a new Session Zero this Friday because our DM couldn't actually handle two separate games at once. I grok. I'm considering the Storm King's Thunder campaign paused until further notice.

Mayhem and I are planning to be the Element of Chaos together for the new campaign. Check out our plotting:

Plan A: Stripebark the Treant Druid (him) and Cobalt the Kobold Rogue (me)

The former is actually the home of the latter because we're into those shenanigans.

If our new

Oh boy...

So I'm kind of rolling in some schadenfreude a little. See, the Muppet is seeking to legitimize his stolen "leadership" by discrediting the probe into the cheating his campaign did in order to get him in.

Nevermind that he's been committing treason daily by ripping up every piece of paper he's handled in office... (ahem)

There's a saying, "One often meets ones fears on the path one takes to avoid them." There's also: "Be sure thy sins will find thee out."

This

OK, OK, OK...

I've got this. I know I've got this. I can handle this bullshit. I've got this...

Looks like I'm having my birthday at home this week because our lovely DM needs an extended breather by no longer managing one of the games. It's likely to be the one I'm in because I have an extended history of Killing RP's. Alongside blaming myself for things beyond my control.

I've flung Adapting towards another potential agent and, if it's complete and total radio silence

So here's teh PLN

1) Write the blog for today
2) Go on a money run for cashes
3) Somehow manage to make it through this week without further expenses because cleaning this week costs me $300 out of my $400 budget
3)a. Instant Story on the daily
4) Have a birthmas on Friday

...meep.

Birthmasses be expense.

My car needs coolant. I haven't sold a single album, so I can't even justify making music... or what passes for my music.

Nobody buys my books.

PLNs afoot

Tomorrow, at one in the firkin morning, Toasty is doing an art livestream. This is interesting for me because I'm going to be USELESS on Monday. Which, I might add, is also a grand unfuckening because the cleaners took a holiday this week.

I did initially try to keep the household organised, but the usual entropy has asserted itself because I went down with the lurgi.

Ugh.

It's going to cost me $300 next week and I am not sure whether or

Menu

A 3905-post collection

Fun times ahoy

Shenanigans!

I can handle this (I think)

Success?

Nibbling to Death

Here we go

Monday

Aftermath, Part 2

Aftermath, Part 1

My age is a Gilbert and Sullivan lyric

Birthmas Shenanigans

Oh boy...

OK, OK, OK...

So here's teh PLN

PLNs afoot