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Now Firkin What?

Mayhem has caught the local bug, and the soonest doctor's appointment is tomorrow.

Adding to that fun is a Cleaner's Day. On the other hand, I don't have to do a brat run so I have an extra hour to do the writing stuff.

This weekend promises to be packed as both grandparentals want visiting and at least one of those visits is tech support. I might have to take Capt S. up on her offer for me to go visit MeMum while the rest of the family sees her. And I have to squeeze in that doctor's visit.

Just a slight bit cramped.

I Have Issues

We saw Valarian and the City of a Thousand Planets, last night. And there's a lot of tropes that could have been done away with way back in the 60's and 70's when the original material was coming out.

More on this in my Medium or my Wordpress account. I haven't decided yet. Links are over in the menu on the right.

Medium wants me to pay for some of their content, and I say good luck with that. I'm trying to

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A Good Morning

We stayed up late, last night, installing things on Chaos' new PC. So I'm operating on a few hours' sleep. OTOH, the kids got up early and got ready early, and then Beloved helped out with the finishing touches.

I still had to teach them how to do it, because Beloved is more of a programmer than a hairdresser.

I have run out of stuff to take to St. Vinnies. This is an immense relief for me as I no longer have

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Charging off again.

This time, I'm running about because (a) I found my iWatch after months of searching and (b) the thing's been on its charger for days and yet (c) just won't frelling take in any power.

So I have to make a pilgrimage to the nearest Apple store [Chermside] and hang around until someone deigns to see me about the bloody thing.

On the plus side, I guess I can price a new compy while I'm there. Even though, at the current rate

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Failed Day, Yesterday

I just wanted a relatively relaxed day with a chance to finish a thing or two and maybe play Fortnite with my Beloved until it made me sick.

Well... everything went firkin wrong on me. And in my experience, there is little in this world that is worse than the entire world going against you.

About the only thing that went right was finally and at last working out all the bugs in the Rabbit-hole scene for SESP. That thing has been

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Trying not to vent some spleen

I want to be angry. I want to spew bile all over my screen. I want to yell and scream and rant and rave and write a lovely long poison pen piece right here and now.

But that wouldn't help a damn thing.

I know damn well that this feeling is going to boil off eventually. I want to get it out and get it over with, but that just spreads it around and makes things worse.

So. In cold and emotionless

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Slothful Saturday (and Sunday)

I take my leisure time seriously. As in, I don't intend to do very much that's productive. Or do very much at all.

Because I've firkin earned it because all the running around during the week.

I feel I've been pushing myself a little hard, lately. And since my single and only sponsor on Patreon has downgraded their pledge... I don't really know if that effort is worth it.

I mean, I haven't had the time to do hobby-writing of late. Maybe

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Run, Nutter, Run

Today in bullet points:

  • The people who were going to pick up the skip... haven't.
  • Brat run
  • Vinnies run
  • Shopping
  • Cleaning
  • Instant Story
  • 1000 words
  • Patreon posts
  • And trying to unfuck the animation in progress

I may need to get Beloved's help with the last one. I have shot #5 in the can, shot #6 is barrelling along at Warp 10. And all that's hanging me up is shot farging #4 not firkin working.

Time to run.

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Urgh

Much though I love the concept of Fortnite, this dying compy couldn't quite handle it and the game kept crashing. So I gave up on it.

Which meant that Beloved has been playing exclusively with their brother.

Which left me feeling out in the cold.

Which means that my depression has come back to fight with me.

FUN.

In the sarcastic sense of course.

Hope has arisen in the form of a patch which might mean that I can play too.

In

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Not a good day so far

Good news: Beloved managed to fit that rusty old BBQ into the skip. They requested that we pick up the scrattle from a nasty patch in the yard in return.

Bad news:

  • I cut my thumb on the first piece of metal I tried to pick up
  • There were so many road works on the way to Mayhem's school that we were nearly late despite taking off early
  • I almost accidentally shoplifted a chocolate bar during my mission to pick up brown
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Even Mor Busy

[AN: This was yesterday's slice of life that somehow didn't get published when I clicked "publish now". You can see why I didn't notice.]

Let's see now...

  • Brat run
  • Vinnies run
  • Fetch coconut balsamic
  • Prep dinner [done!]
  • Instant story
  • Blog [in progress]
  • 500 words
  • Patreon rewards
  • Next shot for SESP
  • Teacher interviews at Mayhem's school

...and absolutely NO time for myself, today.

Did get Beloved to promise to sort out the boxes in the kitchen hallway. I have my sights firmly on

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Almost there

There's just a few wood scraps waiting for their destiny in the skip. We got a majority of the sheer volumes of crap GONE.

Our yard no longer looks like a disaster zone. The patio concrete is firkin filthy, and that won't change any time soon. Sadly.

There's still mountains of Beloved's crap to deal with, but they're going to run out of excuses or get tired of my asking one day and just deal with it.

Or I could shove every

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Almost Unfucked

The double volume of the new, bigger skip has eaten the rubbish from the carport, the rubbish from the patio, and the dead trampoline that managed to break our reciprocating saw.

There's still a few specks of scrattle from the carport. Specks that are a meter by two meters of plate metal and weigh more than I can lift...

They're specks compared to the sheer, enormous volume of the other shit, okay?

In other news: I have a new game to occupy

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Slow-ish start

It's the weekend, and despite our best-laid PLNs to finish tidying up the yard rubbish, it's almost 11AM and my Beloved has yet to get out of bed.

Not that I'm enamoured of heavy lifting, per se, but I'd rather get the onerous stuff over with, you know?

But I have done my Instant first and I plan to nudge Beloved after I'm done with the advertising cycle.

Beloved's doing a three-day fast, starting yesterday. That's their pln. For the uninitiated, fasting

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I didn't wanna...

Didn't wanna get up, but I got up.

Didn't wanna organise the kids, but I organised them.

Didn't wanna get going, but I got going.

And now I don't wanna do the brat run, vinnies run, two hours of cleaning and unfucking, instant story, blast scheduling, one thousand words, and the Patreon stuff. But I gotta do it anyway.

This weekend promises to be some form of interesting. We have a bigger skip to fill and the shit scattered on the patio

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