Tag: Weekend

Of Travel and Tuna Breath

~ Theodora Vanyar ~ Leave a comment

15,046 Days Alive

47 Minutes Spent Cleaning Up My Room with Owl as my Body Double

22 Days to Finish the Surprise Daisy Cardigan for Grandma Gator

22 Days Until My Commencement Trip

11/38 Daisy Motifs Made

2 Packets of Garlic and Herb Tuna Eaten for Dinner that Benny the Cat Tried to Help Me Eat

Drove the 144 miles from Owl’s place in Illinois back to Madison today. Only a few more weeks and I’ll be living there full time. The same amount of time until my commencement trip.

Continue reading “Of Travel and Tuna Breath” →

Of Untimely Demises and Unbearable Weight

~ Theodora Vanyar ~ Leave a comment

15,034 Days Alive

138 Miles to Drive from Work to the Parliament of Chaos

9 Tim Burton Comfort Films Watched in the Last Month

4 Specific Movies to Watch Planned (9 to 5, Clue, Steel Magnolias, and Muppet Treasure Island)

2 Days Until I Travel to the Parliament of Chaos Again

1 Crying Fit at 5am…Again

Life sure is life-ing again. It’s been a month since my last entry. I was trying to get back into the daily habit of blogging but seem to have, at least temporarily, failed.

Continue reading “Of Untimely Demises and Unbearable Weight” →

Of Starlight and Stretching

~ Theodora Vanyar ~ Leave a comment

14,800 Days Alive

2,236 Days Straight on Duolingo

It’s a super moon today, the first full moon of 2026. There is also some kind of meteor shower thing that I haven’t bothered to go outside and look at. I’m so, so tired of being in discomfort, and pain, and unable to focus. I am doing my best to keep going. I’m doing yoga as often as I am physically capable of doing so. Sleep is elusive due to pain and discomfort; I fell asleep after 4 AM this morning and I assume that Sunday will be more of the same.

Take your meds, folks

Of Trims and Tacos

~ Theodora Vanyar ~ Leave a comment

14,799 Days Alive

I have not had the best start to the new year. We aren’t even three days into 2026 and I’m already feeling emotionally concussed, mentally exhausted, and physically over-wrung. The haircut I tried to get it was completely unsatisfactory. The drive home even worse. It’ll get better, right?

Take your meds, folks.