I hate the “sleep aid” I’ve been prescribed. It takes forever to fall asleep. Then, I sleep anywhere between one and a half and three hours and then I’m up for the rest of the night.
Somehow, despite knowing me for almost a decade, Fen had never seen the movie Practical Magic. Until tonight! We watched it and they really enjoyed it.
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.
Man, I love playing with the Wild Unknown tarot that Reffie got me. It’s seriously an awesome gift. I’m nervous about drawing in the journal, but I’ll work up to it.
Fen and I watched Die Hard this evening. Because it’s a Christmas movie, of course. I forgot how much I enjoyed it, as it’s been many years since last I saw it.
I didn’t get the ten thousand words written that I wanted to today. I got lost down a rabbit hole of research. It is highly unlikely I will hit 50,000 words this month. I could cheat, and just say that I did it, but I’m not going to.
I’m sleep deprived. And took my sleeping medication that didn’t work last night. So I’m fighting to stay awake long enough to knock this out.
I’m still behind in NaNoWriMo, but I haven’t given up yet. I’ve got my therapy appointment with Mx. Steph tomorrow at eleven, so I’m going to spend most of my day writing if I can.
I’m goi to go appease the Duolingo owl and go to bed.
I’m in the middle of an anxiety-riddled, manic upswing. As of 9:30p.m EST tonight, I have been awake for thirty nine hours. And I’m not tired. Well, mentally I am exhausted but physically I feel like I could run a marathon.
Trump lost the presidential race but still refuses to concede defeat. I’m elated that Biden won, but I am terrified for the harm the Orange Menace could inflict in the next eleven weeks.