Today was a bad day. For reasons I don’t want to talk about, I had a massive panic attack at work today. Like, dry heaving into the wastebasket, crying uncontrollably, unable to breathe for way too long panic attack.
I had a massive headache this morning. So I put on my second favorite Hayao Miyazaki film, Howl’s Moving Castle. I found out that I don’t own Spirited Away!
I’m still working on Little Bee’s blanket. I’m still eleven rows + the border from done. I’m not sure the border I’m going to do yet, but it’ll be nice. And hopefully done in the next week or so.
I’ve got some work changes coming up next week. I’ll be transferred to a new team and try to hit the ground running there. I’m hoping to improve my work number on the new team.
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.
I often make the joke that I am more “ish” than I am Jewish. It’s literally true, at least according to Ancestry.com’s results.
Anyway, how does that relate to a reading challenge? I’ll explain: one of my goals for 2021 is to read fifty two books this year. That breaks down to one a week…ish. I have a tendency to read in fits. So, it’s the -ish Challenge. A book a week-ish.
There’s always something a little jarring about finishing reading a book. Detaching one’s self from the fictional world and stepping back into the “real” world.
Today was… overwhelming. Work was again super stressful. It’s only Tuesday but man am I looking forward to the weekend. Tomorrow will be a better day, I’m sure of it.
I worked more on Grandma Gator’s blanket today. Not much as I was and still am fried from work. I made dinner tonight, though. We had a curry made with vegetarian chicken from Morningstar Farms. It was good.
Someone wound up Spock something fierce today. Or something, maybe the weather change? Anyway, he’s been zooming around all evening like his butt is on fire. Every single catnip mousie is out and about, waiting to be pounced on.