real life

Whelp... Here we go again.

After boxing up all of the meals - twenty-five of them, to be precise - there is one more enormous task to face.

Unfucking an entire kitchen.

This is a process that involves taking everything off the kitchen countertop, cleaning that, cleaning the stuff that goes back on, and then putting all the stuff back that belongs there.

What to do with all the stuff that doesn't belong there is the next problem.

I also have to scour my emails to see if/when Chaos' new school uniform shop is open. So Chaos can be properly turned out when school finally starts at the end of January.

I'm trying to get my output done as lickety dang split as I can. The most I've done for any of my written WIPs is a sentence each. Bluh. Trying not to feel bad about it is today's challenge.

Let's get on with that.

Next election for sure, the coal-loving administration is out on its collective arse. We, as a nation, are pretty much going to have to vote for anyone who promises to do something for our environment or suffer worse next time.

Odds are that very many more won't survive the next time. Lives have been lost. Flora and fauna have been lost. Entire towns are nothing but ash and rubble. It's going to cost billions to even try to rebuild. Billions more than

Sigh

This is looking like one hell of a year. There are three hundred and twenty-one unique fires all over this country. A violent and misogynistic man with too much power has started another war and is calling it "de-escalation". Our world leaders think that listening to speeches is 'action', and we're obviously headed somewhere very warm in someone's hand-basket.

What a wonderful start to the new year.

Also I slept through until the morning light, so there's no stream this morning. Because

Plusses and Minusses

Plus: Toasty has started part 3 of her Divinity Saga and I couldn't be happier about that. It's something of a treat to watch something spring to life from the hands of a talented expert.

Minus: The loud orange muppet allegedly in charge of the USA is threatening battle war and sudden death in Iraq because that allegedly makes him look like a strong leader. It also serves to allow the right wing to trumpet, "Support our president because we're AT WAR!

Second Day On Meds! Whee!

Also day 2 of attempting to Art every day.

I went ahead and got myself some free animation programs for my iPad and... eeesh.

The free programs always have a "pay for features you need" aspect and it's getting on my niblets because not a lot of cash flow on my end of the chain. I get it. Animation is hard, I get it.

What's so wrong about making animation just a little smidge easier for noobs like me? Please inform me

Whoopsiedoodles

Looks like I forgot to write my blog entry before I got on with my story. Again. Even when I'm back on a routine, I forget important bits. It's a concern. I'm not even fifty, yet, and I have a life loaded with what you might call Senior's Moments.

I left my compy to go get tissues and then forgot what I was out for. Until I got back to my compy and remembered my semi-permanent sniffles. Whoops.

At least I remembered

I think I made the good choice

Yesterday, since we spent most of the day on the road, I wound up VERY tired and just... slept... when I got home. Just... slump. Snore. Done until the wee small hours this very AM.

Useful for streaming, but not much else. But I did get the next five stories recorded so there is that. Even if nobody comes to watch, streaming keeps me honest.

When I'm ahead of my podcast buffer zone, I shall have to work on SESP so I

Happy New Year!

Beloved has their Tesla and it is a pretty awesome car. I am still waiting through all of January for a response to my sending out of Adapting to potential agents/publishers according to what I can find on #MSWL.

Australia has rung in the new year in the traditional way - by attempting to blow up the Sydney Harbour Bridge with fireworks. This despite numerous warnings that most of Sydney could catch fire as a direct result.

Honestly, I am surprised

Here We Go...

Beloved has to pick up their Tesla today. Which means I am tasked with driving them to the train in possibly a very few short minutes.

The good news for you is that my Instant is already done. Yay. Out soon on all good social media platforms.

I just gotta drive first.

Play me some Yaketty Sax

Mayhem doesn't have to work today, so that leaves a day-long time window open. Yay! Which of course means that I'm destined for the outskirts of Logan to visit MeMum and sort out her tech nonsense.

I knew I'd have to wake up really early in the AM in order to have my day job done today, so being awake at quarter to four is no big deal for me.

For those of you wondering about the prawns - we did pack

Maximum Chaos!

Mayhem's back to work today, and I am the designated driver. Tomorrow, I head off to MeMum's to advise new computer nonsense and attempt to save her files after her last compy got nuked.

I am definitely advising a portable drive so any further file nuking can be avoided.

It's almost ten o'clock. What I need to do is get some street-plausible clothing on and maybe actually focus on my work instead of indulging in play.

Sooner started, sooner done, blablabla.

I'm BACK! (on my bullshit)

So it was revealed that $100 purchased about three kilos of prawns, and three kilos of ice. Fortunately, that was enough HUGE tiger prawns to sate six people so we're fine. There was even enough left over to vac-pack for snacking purposes. Whee.

We still have oodles and boodles of food. I always fret about not having enough for the Yule feast, and I inevitably end up having WAY too much to see us through to New Years'.

My challenge is to

Happy Holidays!

Merry Christmas, Chag Sameach [correct me if I'm wrong and, if you can, send me an audio file teaching me how to say it properly], and while we're at it, I'd like to know the appropriate greetings for Ramadan and Kwanzaa please. Inclusivity is important.

May the atheists have a fun Festivus, and anyone for whom this is not a day of feasting, insanity, and terrible arguments in the name of family togetherness - have a good day off.

And finally, for

Crimbolio Eve

It's Christmas Eve, I woke up just minutes into it. Mostly because I made myself nauseated through other shenanigans.

We got our six kilos of prawns. We have a HUGE hunk of ham. We have enough veg and snackables to overload a horse, and possibly enough drinks to float it away downstream.

Good news - it's been raining! It's been raining very lightly, but it's been raining. That's taken a lot of heat out of the days. A blessing for anyone who

::Hyper-frenetic Chase Music::

It's the day for laying in supplies, storage of same, and unfucking the house without paid assistance.

If I can convince the family to do some of the storage and unfucking, I might be ahead of the game. Stop laughing at me in that tone of voice.

It's almost 6AM. I am going to try for the Instant before I go rocketting off on my assorted adventures.

I already know I'm coming home with six kilos of prawns and a big ol'

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A 3880-post collection

Whelp... Here we go again.

Ugh.

Sigh

Plusses and Minusses

Second Day On Meds! Whee!

Whoopsiedoodles

I think I made the good choice

Happy New Year!

Here We Go...

Play me some Yaketty Sax

Maximum Chaos!

I'm BACK! (on my bullshit)

Happy Holidays!

Crimbolio Eve

::Hyper-frenetic Chase Music::