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Lazy Saturday

It's 9AM, I'm watching Black Lightning on Netflix, and I'm still only wearing me undies. I haven't moved out of my bedroom and I'm loving it.

It's a time to be an absolute slob for at least half a day. Because we have plans to see Black Panther this arvo.

It's gonna be a good day today.

I'll get to my word count in Rael whenever I feel like it.

I'm having a good, old-fashioned Slug Day.

For those keeping track of things, I am over the Lurgi, I had, and it segued straight into the seasonal sniffles. It was NOT chicken pox. Huzzah.

For once, things are lining up.

Friday!

I like Friday. It's the one day of the week when I only have to drive once. The one day when I can relax and just get on with it.

My wrists are complaining, so I'll be taking it real slow with my words, today. I'm going on the hundred-and-break plan, which is explained thus:

Write 100 words
Take a break and fart around for about 10-20 minutes
If total < 500 goto 1, else quit.

This way, it takes two and

Hello, Sneezin' and Wheezin' Season

I might have a cold. I might be running foul of a dose of Chicken Pox. Or I might just be battling the Autumn weather.

Time will tell.

I have my "Shandy" as a ginger delivery system. I have some new ginger. I can get ingredients for other ginger delivery systems. And If I'm still not better after a fortnight, that's when I drag myself off to the doctor to see if there's anything that can be done.

But I doubt that

::Evil Laugh::

Today's the day. I posted that chapter of Random Encounters and the angst floweth deep in the comments section, oh boy.

They'll forgive me at chapter twenty-four.

I didn't get 1K in, yesterday. And rather than punishing myself for that, I decided to give myself an 'out'. I write a minimum of five hundred words. 1K is the 'bonus points' goal for the day. And it may be more merciful on my wrists over time.

I have noticed a twinge or two

Huzzah!

My actual work compy is NOT dying! It doesn't even need repairs.

Nope, it was just my dumb arse keeping every tab in the world open that made it strain its poor little self. And since I've ceased being a dumbarse, I don't need a new compy.

A new lappy is now the goal, but we're sitting on our money until the latest lappy comes out.

Roughly halfway through this year.

Hope I can hang onto the money for that long. Temptation

Whew

It's a good thing I decided to do things the right way around, this morning.

I knew I would not have time to get my money on the brat run, this AM. So I waited until Chaos' bus was on its way before journeying out to get cash and victuals to restock our supplies.

And a good thing I did, because I have barely had time to sit before now.

Got a few paragraphs in on Babes in the Woods, though, so

Initiating Quarantine Procedures

The ur-cold feeling in the back of my throat is getting worse. I feel alternately feverish and chilled. Worse than my usual "too-hot/too-cold" lack of body temperature control.

Which is, I have found out, one of the multiple comorbs that happen with ASD. Yay.

We were running around, yesterday, so I only got 500 words in during the events of the day. Still, progress is progress and I swore I would not fuss.

1K during an entire weekend feels like a

I have a weekend!

Things are coming together.

I have the money in the bank. I have an experiment in progress that I won't check for a bit. I have some savings that puts my $4K up by quite the notch.

If my change of habits has made a miracle, and I don't need to get my compy seen to... then I might just have enough squirrelled away for my very own actual FIRST LAPPY!

Which would be firkin awesome.

I gotta get onto my Ko-fi

An Experiment

I have followed my dear family's advice and bookmarked the bajillions of browser tabs that I used to have open.

If this turns out to be the thing that was clogging my compy, then I shall publicly label myself a derpy derpington from derpton who derps all the live long day. Because I would be a massive derp.

The plus side of this being that I would then have $4K AUD to put towards a new lappy. Yay.

Which, in turn, would

Back to... normal?

I think I have things worked out. Apart from the whole "owning a credit card" thing. Which I still haven't shifted myself for and probably won't today.

I have arranged things so I can do just about everything I need to do on the lappy. Yay. Including putting the Instants Master File up on the cloud. Huge deal. Each Year of Instants is pretty huge, but five of them? That's firkin enormous.

I put the money for my new compy/repaired compy

I've got this.

[AN: This should have been posted yesterday. Sorry about that]

The AC has crashed in my main parlour of employment, turning the entire room and anyone in there into humid, sticky goop incapable of rational thought.

And since I was running around, most of yesterday, I didn't do any of the post scheduling that my prescient past self had already done this Friday past.

However, it's too hot in my office to use the computer on the regular, so I have to

Inertia

It takes practically all morning to convince my little darlings into getting ready for the day. Especially the mandatory daily bathing.

If they didn't fart around so much in getting clean, they'd have more time for farting around on the fun stuff.

Of course, they don't understand this and waste all of everyone's time in delay and denial and end up having no fun at all, resenting me for trying to get them to do stuff, and starting the cycle again the

::Deep breath:: Fuck.

Monday. Following a weekend that was possibly 40% travel 30% hard beds, and 20% what the fuck are we gonna EAT? Leaving 10% for the socialisation that we actually went there to do.

It is possible to go on a Leyland's Tour and stick to Keto, but it's something of an uphill battle, at times. If all else fails, you can order a salad at Maccas, or go pick up something at a Coles. And there's always cheese cubes. Or cheese that

Ugh.

The real trouble with overnight accommodations is the shit you're willing to put up with for "just one night". The pillow's understuffed for me, but it's just one night. The bed's too hard for me, but it's just one night. The air con has no middle ground between freezing cold and stuffy warmth, but it's just one night...

And on it goes. Little minor annoyances that mount up to sleeping tense, sleeping really lightly, and not getting in a good sleep at

Adventure?

We're travelling this weekend, and all my faithful readers here will know that I do not travel well. It's a long way to Bundaberg, and we will be staying overnight.

So therefore, I will be a wreck by Monday.

If I'm driving, we will be listening to MBMBAM, pronounced, M' bimbam. And short for My Brother, My Brother, and Me another brilliantly hilarious podcast by the Brothers McElroy. They take daft questions from the interwebs and turn them into ridiculous answers. It's

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Lazy Saturday

Friday!

Hello, Sneezin' and Wheezin' Season

::Evil Laugh::

Huzzah!

Whew

Initiating Quarantine Procedures

I have a weekend!

An Experiment

Back to... normal?

I've got this.

Inertia

::Deep breath:: Fuck.

Ugh.

Adventure?