Really short-arming this one today.
So, start with one of T2K’s prompts…
What would a tree say if it could talk?
What wood it say?
I am so incredibly busy, but just trying to figure out what to do from here.
And no motivation to do much of anything.
Crawled back inside my head to see if there’s something from which I can sample.
Nawp.
Hangover from concert prep — this is running through my head the past few hours.
But it’s kind of one of those situations where I’m distracted enough that I’m forgetting what’s next.
When’s my medication supposed to show up?
Crap.
I’m supposed to take that tomorrow.
*wanders away to check when it’ll get here*
Everything’s on track for your order to arrive by Nov. 29, 2023.
Tomorrows.
I hope a) it gets here on time, since the pharmacy just says “shipped,” and b) there’s enough time to let it warm up so the shot doesn’t bother me too much.
Maybe the earworm is kind of wishful?
Who knows?
Two more days to write. Two more days to work.
I’ve got this.
I think.
I really need to put this entries from 2017 and 2018 into WordPress so I can dig through entries more easily.
Hm. What’s on OD?
2011 there’s a very long survey I did.
Maybe next year. Imma go eat.