bandit king of lunch and string

i should try to find a short-form podcast i like, that could work.

 

having a bad executive dysfunction day. it took me until 5pm to eat breakfast and take my meds. i've got a sinus headache and my eyes are itchy. i'm grumpy about everything and nothing sounds fun. it's just a dumb stupid day. but after seebs gets off work we're going to cuddle up and watch murder mysteries so that's something to look forward to.

 

that sounds delightful!

 

i did not intend to take a 5 hour nap, but apparently i needed one. :/

 

stayed up too late reading. tomorrow's gonna be weird. hoping i can keep from taking another all day nap, and get at least some of my shit done. fingers crossed.

 

well, i did not nap, and i did get a thing done! go me! but for some reason my brain is convinced it's under heavy cognitive load even though i don't think i did much of anything very taxing. so i am going to bed at midnight sharp... if i can find my pain pills. where are they. they were just here.

 

v photogenic icicles on my house today!

 

next door neighbor is out with the snowblower, carving paths for his lowrider dog to pee on. he also usually clears a path across our yard for the mail carrier, and sometimes he does our driveway too. he is a good guy. and he really likes that snowblower.

 

aaaaaa i'm so jealous moss, it's been at least a decade since i got to use one and ikr? they are so fun.

 

if every day was snowblower funtimes we'd have to build a wall to keep the californians out

visions of a minnesota border wall built of snow bricks, manned by children made spherical by snowsuits, stockpiling snowballs for defense

 

OMGGG ACCESSIBILITY FAIL

 

this? is our air conditioner unit.



and this?? was the giant icicle hanging over it like the sword of damocles, poised to pierce its poor delicate mechanical innards and cost us all our savings:



i say 'was' because seebs and i propped a sheet of plywood over the ac unit and threw balls at the icicle until it fell down. it shattered the plywood, and we got a juggling ball and my favorite baseball stuck in the snow on the roof, but the expensive environmentally friendly equity investment is safe. FOR NOW.

that baseball is gonna come down in the middle of the night and scare the bejeezus out of us, i just know it.

 

note to self

casimir: "right now, the dissenting nobles are mostly seen as spoiled nobs who are whining because they're not getting their asses wiped with cloth-of-gold --"
galley: "ew, scratchy!"
casimir: *thinks for a second, then gives a convulsive shudder* "goddammit."

 

just realized... gareth is a beanpole... his father wasn't... past kings were probably shorter than his dad...

when they put the coronation robes on him he's going to look like a trailer park casanova wearing his girlfriend's bathrobe

 

portraits in gallery of kings: majestic cones of gold w hems pooling richly on the floor
gaz the human cargo crane: naughty ankle flash