12,672 Days Alive
109 Miles Driven
1 Tired Theo
Today was Drag Brunch at Cape Coral Pride. It was a blast, but boy am I tired. Cousin J, Grandma Gator, and I went together.
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12,672 Days Alive
109 Miles Driven
1 Tired Theo
Today was Drag Brunch at Cape Coral Pride. It was a blast, but boy am I tired. Cousin J, Grandma Gator, and I went together.
Continue reading “Drag Brunch”Days alive: 12, 178
Costumes worn: 1
Frappucino Enjoyed: 1
Work paperwork done: 16 pages
Goal word count for today: 5,000
Days until NaNoWriMo: 11 hours and counting!
Days until I start my next adventure: 5
People who got my costume: 0
Times I’ve said “Happy Halloween!”: 37 and counting
Happiest of gestation escape anniversary to my dearest friend J! May they have an amazing day/wedding anniversary!
I’m dressed as a certain Hobbit gentleman today, though the lack of proper binder just rather makes me feel like a fat chick trying to look like a dude. But I guess I look cute. I get to wear my orange corduroy trousers at least. And The One Ring. So that’s fun.
Days alive: 12,175
Days till NaNoWriMo: 3 and counting!
Cats ignoring my personal space bubble: 3
Years competing in NaNoWriMo: 11 so far
Chapters left to finish before 1st November: 5
Crochet projects worked on: 1
Books left to read: 4,713
Skeins bought despite the yarn buying moratorium: only 1, I swear!
Oh boy. I slept in, after not sleeping last night until my alarm went off at 530 a.m. And after that I finally got some rest. I didn’t get properly out of bed for anything but morning medications and a bathroom break until 2:30 p.m. But I needed the rest. And I’m still exhausted and ready for bed even now.
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