Date Nite

Beloved is home again tonight and it shall be part of my plans to pick her up and then take her out. Powers only know what else I am doing in the evening. Besides cuddling, I mean.

For the day, I make my offerings, and send them forth into the interwebs. I work on my WIP for as long as inspiration strikes and then fuck off and fool about on games.

Chapter Count: Made it past 2/5ths of Chapter 279. Fingers

My love and I have knotted muscles in our shoulders and upper right arms. So my PLN involves getting some bath bombs (and dinner), and then retiring for the evening for a nice hot bath and massage exchange.

I shall be posting yet another episode of the fanficcy variant of "A Devil's Tale" today, working on the daily offerings, and of course the WIP.

Chapter Count: About to launch into chapter 274. I might be heading towards Literary Zoomies? I dunno. I

It's another feast day and I'm hoping that yesterday's Sharts won't interrupt any plans I might have to enjoy with Beloved.

I also have to make some firkin plans.

Already, the Dunwannas are sinking in.

The gotta-gottas are making me feel guilty for having the Dunwannas and I have them worse because of it.

I managed to bork my wrists before I began today and yeah. Crawling back into bed is looking like a valid choice.

I soldier on. I try to

I'm still dribbling sentences into Chapter 261 where the happy happy fun times begin.

Turns out writing smut is a skill I need to rekindle after years of letting it atrophy. Once I get back into the -haha- swing of things, I'm sure I'll take off into writing two chapters a day again.

Or near enough to it.

I have little idea of WTF I might be doing tonight. Maybe bath snacks and reading to my lovely. Keep it cheap since we

I didn't get around to dungeon map, yesterday, so doing some of that today is among my priorities. Alongside getting to some plot resolution in A Devil's Tale. Which, I might add, has now commenced in it's THIRD firkin GoogDoc.

I should be getting my regular phone back tomorrow, so retrieving it and my meds will likely happen then. I have my prescriptions ready and the hope that they've not expired yet because visiting the quacks has got expensive.

FFS.

I'm even

Beloved spent a miserable 48 hours at the workplace, or near enough to it. Certainly a significant portion thereof. Her plans today include getting to work early and thereafter leaving early so we can have a lazy night in.

I will read to her and she will have a well-earned laze about and we shall feed each other treats.

We might even watch a television or two.

I can feel a rant coming on regarding perception of people and body police. I

Today, I might have an opinion on Wordpress. I might not. I don't really know. Possibly about the past being another country. OR it might be another installment of A Devil's Tale the fanficcy variant.

Depends how bloody tired I am by the time I get that shit together.

Gotta tag a week, gotta add 250 words to the 2K summary so I could get at least halfway through that word limit. Gotta set dress two more chambers, gotta clean and sort

Beloved's plan for this evening is to Go Somewhere outside of our normal travels and see what we can see. It was my duty to pick out the place, so I chose one with a lot of parks and at least one eatery that wasn't Maccas.

I have no idea if this is going to be a majority of the day thing, or an evening thing. We shall see.

If it's in the evening only, then I have a chance to do

I gave my love a stuffed shark [the one from Ikea] and she laughed. I made my love a sparkly cake that was COVERED in buttercream icing. By request. I also put every shiny sprinkle I could get on the top. I am told that I nailed it more than I failed it so... Win?

I dunno.

What we DO know is that we're never doing buttercream ever again. Ye GODS that stuff is lethal.

In order of majority, here's the basicest

I think, at last, that I am ready to attempt codifying the rights and responsibilities of my pet universe. I will attempt to cover them from basic to complicated needs.

I hope to cover them all, but there's bound to be gaps. So I shall consider it a "living" document whilst I, at least, live.

Other than that, perhaps our date night should be cheap and at home so we can afford everything.

My phone bricked and my email decided to go

I was going to talk about the rights and responsibilities of the Galactic Alliance, but given recent political shenanigans, I kind'a have to go off about the hypocrisy of the alleged "Pro Life" movement.

They're not pro life. They're pro cruelty.

I will go into this in depth. Including some of the arguments they [and MeMum] use against abortion.

It's all about one group of people making decisions about other people's lives. That's all there is about it. The instant you let