Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
Hello again, my friends!
Now, y’all know by now that I am nearly addicted to reading. I am an utter bibliophile and reading challenges, specifically this reading lunacy is just up my alley.
Here’s a quick breakdown of the 13 Moons Reading Challenge for you, if you missed my first posts about it:
Continue reading “13 Moons Reading Challenge, Update #3”
14,891 Days Alive
152 Miles Driven Today to Meet Up With Uncle Comic
49 Words Per Minute Typed Going Moderately Slow
12.5 Hours Till the 221B Weekly Write In!
1 Accidental Nap
My jaw is doing the thing where it keeps randomly clenching bilaterally. I assume it’s because of anxiety, because solo trips, more than about 45 minutes have a tendency to make me anxious.
Continue reading “Of Audiobooks and Anxiety”
14,889 Days Alive
4 Layers of Clothing Soaked Through Getting from My Vehicle to the Front Door
1 Spilled Cup of Slightly Splenda-Sweetened Sweet Tea
Physics defeated me this evening by reminding me that an object in motion will stay in motion unless acted upon otherwise. What does that mean? My hand, and a good square foot of my bedroom carpet, got covered in diabetic-friendly sweet tea.
Continue reading “Of Tea Spills and Torrential Downpours”
14,805 Days Alive
102 Minutes of Labyrinth Enjoyed with Rose
$23.87 For a Large Popcorn, a Large Drink, and a Pack of Twizzlers
Okay, first things first: seeing Labyrinth in an actual movie theater with Rose was awesome! I made Rose absolutely lose her mind with laughter at the noise I made when I saw the price of a movie snack combo. Like, that’s maybe a dollar less than what it cost to feed Lucian, Brian, and I on a Taco Bell run.
Continue reading “Of Dance Magic Dance and Damn”
I want to read a LOT more in 2026. Why? Because I do.
Look, I get my escapism from the flaming dumpster that is the current reality in a few ways. The most prominent is absolutely the consumption of media, be it the written word, music, making or enjoying art, podcasts, and visual media (aka the television). I am chronically ill. Currently, I am carefully juggling three part-time jobs, schooling full-time as well, am writing both a queer, magical realism fiction novel and a nonfiction treatise regarding homelessness. Admittedly, I have an absolutely terrible sleep schedule and often need to meditate, breathe through waves of pain, and/or read for a few minutes to an hour waiting for medication to kick in well enough for me to sleep. Also, I just genuinely enjoy reading.
So what is the 13 Moons Reading Challenge? Read on, dear friends!
Continue reading “2026 Reading Challenge #1: The 13 Moons Reading Challenge”
14,783 Days Alive
7 Days Until Christmas Eve
1 Possible Future Road Trip for the Holiday?
I am looking back over all that has happened in 2025. It’s not all sunshine and roses, but there was growth.
Continue reading “Of Glances Backward and Growth”
14,764 Days Alive
2,619 Days of Daily Posts on Postmark Wonderland
83 +/- Kitty Years for Mr. Spock
2 Days of Snow Forecast
1 New Job Next Week
SON OF A FUCKING BISCUIT. Two guesses who fell asleep face-first on their Kindle last night?
I know I’m gonna cry when my gift arrives. My support system has been so amazing lately, and I have just been getting run over by the struggle bus mentally.
Continue reading “Of Snowstorms and Surprises”
14,759 Days Alive
8 Books on Hold at the Library
0 Clue What Our Household is Doing for the Holiday This Week
I am not… doing okay today. I fell asleep after three am this morning and I wasn’t even awake late reading. Just couldn’t get the old brain to shut the fuck up.
Continue reading “Of Lemonade and Letting Go”
14,756 Days Alive
2 Weeks From Today is the 4th of December
Trigger warning: speaking on the loss of parents.
I feel like I’m not allowed to be as sad as I am about my Daddy’s death anniversary. it’s two weeks from today exactly. He’s been gone since 2018; I literally didn’t know what to do that day. Meaning the day after I got the phone call at something like three in the morning.
Continue reading “Of Cold Snaps and Coca Cola”
14,750 Days Alive
40 Ounces No-Bean Chili
2 Lbs of Frozen Tater Tots
1st Viewing of Guillermo del Toro’s Frankenstein
Llama is in town still and it was a movie and a Midwestern chili dog tater tot casserole for dinner tonight. Both aspects were delightful, albeit in vastly different ways.
Continue reading “Of Mary Shelly and Midwestern Meals”
14,743 Days Alive
5 Days and Counting Until Llama Comes to Visit
1 Desk STILL Not Put Together
For some reason I cannot fathom, I am having the hardest damn time getting to building my new desk. I need someone to sit with me. My brain just needs someone to parallel and yammer at. I am not good with silence right now.
Continue reading “Of Expenses and Experiences”
14,720 Days Alive
21 Days Till My Library Ebook Is Due
Okay, this is basically just a “not dead, busy reading” post.
I just had the copy of Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil by V.E. Schwab pop up as available for download from the library.
There goes at least the next hour of my life.
Take your meds, folks!
14,716 Days Alive
27 Minute Work Call at 10:15 p.m
1 Accidental Couch Nap This Afternoon
I have a love of incense and scented candles. I don’t like the sprays, but I love essential oils. There’s particular scents that I have powerful, positive associations with and I blatantly abuse that fact when I’m having a bad brain day.
Continue reading “Of Smoke and Snoozing”
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