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Thoughts, stories and ideas.

Progress?

Good news: A tablet of Melatonin helped me sleep for most of the night and I approach today with a much better energy level.

Bad news: I'm still gaining a little bit of weight.

BUT that should change soon, because I'm monitoring my intake and making certain that I get the proper balance of macros. With some help on the supply side from Beloved because I have $10 that isn't already spoken for.

Fingers crossed it works, and that something else naughty or nasty isn't going on on the sidelines.

I'm going through Adapting at the rate of five chapters per diem, and summarising the important points as I go. I should be done with that in a few weeks. Maybe less.

Meanwhile, even my own family won't read my novels. Sigh. I can't afford to pay people to read this during the Alpha stage, and getting them published involves making sure I got all the mistakes cleared away.

I even managed to get a little play time, yesterday. Time for fun. Which I used to start a game of Factorio. 'Cause I'm a NERD. And Factorio is a game designed for nerds who love micromanaging shit for the giggles and progressive complexity.

Here's hoping I can keep up that work/play balance.

Challenge #01990-E166: Mystery Analysis Department

Step back in Time. It smells different, the food is odd. But you are here to record History. Pick an Era.

the Past is a different country -- Anon Guest

The oddest thing about the early twentieth century had to be the colours. Followed closely by what people willingly put in their mouths. It was just... odd... to see any era before the nineteen fifties in any other tones but black and white.

The past is another country, indeed. The food is

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Sideways!

Disorganised today, dat-organised tomorrow.

And today was super-duper disorganised.

Because:

  • I didn't wanna get out of bed
  • Beloved needed me to track my food again
  • Which involved faffing about with a new app
  • Which made us late getting Mayhem to school
  • Chaos decided that she was "too tired" to be ready on time

And everything else has been a royal kerfluffle ever since.

I am tracking my macros, now, so that's a thing. And we'll likely find out that I'm nowhere near

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Challenge #01989-E165: Pax Paradoxical

There is one place where nearly all species cohabit. It's not some planet capital or forsaken space station. It's a spa resort. This artificial planet is ideally place to naturally accommodate all type of species, with a wide range of temperature, humidity and luminosity. And when nearly 30% of your customers are part of the most "dangerous" Deathworlders, and high figure of all species came regularly here, let's say that it's also the safest place in existence. -- Anon Guest

There's only

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Ugh... Not Again

I've been having sleep issues. My internal alarm clock is once again set on 'Fuck You'. We have some melatonin, so maybe one of those will help me through the night and reset my defaults.

And despite my best efforts, I'm gaining weight. I'm up to the 76 mark, and I don't know why. It's not because I'm eating too much. It might be because I'm eating too little. Or it could be that the pouring cream I picked up cheap is

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Challenge #01988-E164: Here Comes Trouble

A demon who really loves their job of messing with people accidentally does something really really good or nice and is horrified to find a single angel feather growing on their wings as a result. -- Anon Guest

Hathreon followed the Crowley School of low-grade evil. From little annoyances, big cruelties grow. The demon could count overpriced, slow coffee, constant urban renovations, and the kind of people who insist on going into the backs of crowded elevators when they're only riding one

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Don't Panic!

I plain old forgot to write a thing for my Wordpress. Those who come here to find out what the fuck will be glad to know that I invested my time in...

[drumroll]

Thirty seconds of animation in a music video I'm making in Adobe Animate. Yay.

I will be writing something Op-Ed-y eventually. I already have a title: Re-spec Mah Prioritah. Which is basically "I didn't do anything productive" in another hat. This hat is called, "I did something productive, but

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Challenge #01987-E163: One Mildly Ominous Evening in Ankh-Morpork

Archancellor Ridcully slowly walked around the blue box. It looked safe enough, despite the weird noise as it appeared. -- Anon Guest

And then someone who looked almost exactly like that fellow from the post office[1] popped out from the door. "Oh hallo," he said. "I seem to be very much lost. You see, I was on my way to Barcelona, and..." He trailed off. "Have I been here before?"

Archancellor Ridcully had a train of thought that couldn't be shifted

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Another Odd Day

Apparently, this series of make-up days on Sundays is so that the Year 12's in the system can exit school with a green mark in their ledgers. Mayhem's year 11 as far as my spotty memory serves me. But whatever. The sooner he's done, the sooner he can look for after-school employment.

I won't be doing my Instant until after I get back from my round trip, because time in a nice warm bed on a weekend is indeed precious.

Today, fates

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Challenge #01986-E162: Inner Beautification

Yarn Bombing. Putting hand made yarn stuff in public places. Once done to stop authorities from removing much needed bus stop/shelter. Weird but true. Put your own spin on this. -- Anon Guest

[AN: I could not find any instance of yarn bombing as an avenue of protest. It's mostly a wasteful form of gentrified graffiti.]

As a child of the depression, Cynthia hated waste. She never got more than she needed in the first place, and did her utmost to

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I am taking a day

I need a day, so I'm taking one. Self-indulgent self-care is happening.

I'm doing this blog and my daily Instant of course but after that, I intend little more than faffing around and doing little at all that's productive.

Hot bubble bath, maybe a DVD or two on my 'to watch' list. And after that exhausting itinerary, a good long nap. After that, I may even leave the bedroom to mess around with a game or two.

It's the weekend. I am

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Challenge #01985-E161: Dare to Daydream

The cosplayers are out and on the loose. Inspired by an Anime convention in town. -- Anon Guest

Andrew turned a corner and walked headlong into Wonderland. Or Narnia. Or Terabithia. It was hard to tell. Storybrook for certain, because everyone looked like they stepped into reality from the realms of imagination.

Robots and Heroes and Elves, oh my... Andrew checked behind him and the rest of the world was... the rest of the world was... the rest of the world. People

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Gotta get my work done QUICK

There's a new episode of The Adventure Zone out and I plan to be on that like flies on a backyard barbie.

But first! Today's instant and a thousand words towards Clockwork Souls. And once I'm down to three weeks and 9K left to my novel, I can dive into the lands of imagination care of the McElboys.

I am excite.

I am also distractible in the extreme because I wanna give it a listen NOW NOW NOW NOW...

But that won't

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Challenge #01984-E160: All of Them?

A place is marked as “ No weapons allowed”.

One (or more) of the crew proceeds to spend a ridiculous amount of time removing all of the weapons from their being.

Cue terror and hilarity. -- Anon Guest

[AN: My favourite trope!]

"No, no, Human Jan. You do not check that your weapons are operational. You check them in. For safety and safekeeping."

"Right," said Human Jan. "Nobody has weapons, nobody can harm anyone. That's the theory, right?"

"That is the practice," sighed

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What the Actual Fuck?

Yesterday, I had a sore left foot. It was a minor annoyance and I tried to walk it off to no avail.

This morning, I took a look and discovered that I had a HAIR stuck under my skin, much like a splinter. 5cm hair, 3cm of which was embedded under my skin.

What.

The.

Fuck.

Of course I pulled that annoying little mofo carefully out from under my skin, but it's anyone's guess as to how the flying shit it got

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