Yesterday went well, actually. I made it to the Hay, and I made it all the way through Agents of Dreamland. And, much to my surprise, I think it's actually pretty good. You cannot imagine my relief.
“Cult writer. It's a weird term because it's complimentary but condescending at the same time.” ~ Dennis Cooper
Last night, we watched Belinda Sallin's 2014 documentary, Dark Star: H. R. Gigers Welt and then a documentary on Nikola Tesla. Personal heroes, back to back. I had a patty melt from the Classic Diner on Westminster. Spooky finished the Gorey Dracula jigsaw puzzle we've been working on, the most maddening jigsaw I've ever tried to do. I created my eleventh GW2 character, who also happens to be the first male GW2 character I've ever played (though he is, admittedly, a very, very girly boy). It was, all in all, a pretty decent day and night, despite a bad headache and a bad stomach.
Happy Birthday, Charles Darwin.
TTFN,
Aunt Beast
