Of Thumbelina and Tacos

12,986 Days Alive

508 Day Streak on Duolingo

2 Tacos Eaten

1 Don Bluth Film Watched

So, we watched the absolutely ridiculous film, Jupiter Rising, this evening; Fen, their girlfriend Kimmy, and I.

And then, to recover some brain power afterwards, we turned to an old classic, circa 1994, that Fen and I hadn’t seen in a while and that Kimmy had never seen.

Image is of a tiny, read haired girl with flowers in her hair spinning around happily.

It was tacos for dinner tonight. Low spoons means low effort meal. They put on the MST3K of Outlaw on after that, so I retired to my room. I’ve no desire to see anything based on The Books of Gor. Reading them was more than enough.

I just read a short story that was a little Purge-like called Little Monsters: A Halloween Story. It’s got an odd, emotionally detached narrator but it was engaging. Wouldn’t read it again, but it was enjoyable.

I’m going to meditate and then crash for the night.

Take your meds, folks.

Of Biff and (More) Board Games

12,979 Days Alive

1,000 Posts on PostmarkWonderland!!!

501 Day Streak on Duolingo

25th Birthday of Phoenix, my Little Brother

23% Done with The Mermaid’s Daughter by Ann Claycomb

2 Rounds of Quirky Circuits Played

1 Positive Outlook for Work Tomorrow

I’m damned determined for this week to be better than last. So shall it be. It’s going to be an awesome week and I’m going to rock it out.

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Of Boredom and Board Games

12,978 Days Alive

500 Day Streak on Duolingo

2 Board Games Played So Far

1 Tarot Card Reading

I’m up with Bill6 and J tonight, so my formerly boring, laundry-laden day is now filled with board games.

We’re watching laying Pandemic: Fall of Rome after doing some tarot readings for each other.

I’m going to go play games and maybe blog proper later.

Take your meds, folks.

Of Vodka and Violence

12,975 Days Alive

2 Days Till Payday

1 Shot of Peach Vodka

There is great disturbances in the United States right now. Some white terrorists stormed the Capital Building earlier today and ransacked the place. They were not treated as the BLM protestors were. At all. And I am shaking in rage at the unfairness of it all.

So I’m going to focus on what I can control.

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