The adventuring party is on the cusp of a TPK because we're being zerg rushed by a bunch of demons. It's not looking good.
My throat is sore, I'm currently existing on less than five hours' sleep, and I can not sleep.
Plus I just got a comment on a recent story via my Wordpress, which is a fairly odd angle to approach things, but I'm willing to extend the benefit of the doubt. It's difficult to derive a complete story out of so few data points.
However, I do suspect that the author of the comment felt called out in my selection, yesterday, of young and privileged white males. I could potentially guess from the wording that they are both young and male since those are the words they enquired about, but... I can't be certain.
Either way, I defined privilege and made certain that I was not talking about all men and hopefully that's the end of that. If they want to sealion me in a public debate, they're going to have to work for it.
Today, I am going to be focussing on my Instant, and resting a lot. If I get around to doing my TAZ flash fanfiction, that's a bonus. If I can get in the last 100-something words of this week's 3K, I'm way ahead of the game.
My priority is getting my glasses at last, and acclimating to the whole bifocal business. [I'm old. I'm old! Waily waily etc.] Following that, a decent day of just having some fun in the general vicinity of my family. With or without some intermittent napping.