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Entry No. 5,262

At best, I slept two hours. I lay awake worrying about – well, I don't suppose that really matters. What matter is that I didn't sleep and that I cannot afford a day being sick and zombiefied because I couldn't sleep.

I've just about finished with the mss. for The Dinosaur Tourist and The Chartreuse Alphabet (accompanying chapbook). I put another five-plus hours on it yesterday. Spooky got the oil changed and the tires checked and visited with her mom. I have no idea what's going to happen today.

I'm enjoying Season Three of RuPaul's Drag Race All Stars vastly more than I enjoyed the whiny Snapchat-Tumblr queens of Season Nine of Drag Race proper. It's a welcome relief, this season. Also, we finished our third annual That '70s Show marathon last night.

As I said this morning on Facebook, if anyone actually thinks I'm going to participate in something called the "The 2017 VIDA Count Intersectional Survey," they haven't been paying attention.

(I don't do "intersectionality.")

I gotta find some coffee.

TTFN,
Aunt Beast




2:04 p.m.

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harrietbrown
Feb. 11th, 2018 03:32 am (UTC)
Mmmm, donuts!
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