I can hope I have some time to chillax. The Leyland's tour yesterday did horrible things to my left foot so I am taking things gently and getting around with my support staff.
A literal staff to support me. AKA a broom handle with a tennis ball added to the floor end.
I stayed up last night to finish reading Project Hail Mary and finished the review pretty darn close to midnight. It's a bloody miracle I woke up at my alarm time. Which means I'm operating on a little over four and a half hours' sleep. Maybe less because I had trouble settling.
I have no idea how I'm conscious right now, let alone cogniscent. So let's get on with the offerings because I have no IDEA when I'm going to conk out.
NOT helped by the fact that all the tech issues possible are happening all at once. Huzzah.
Getting a wriggle on as soon as I can, but my spoons are low because of the aforementioned tech issues.
GAH!
Let's just make some shit up.