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December 8th, 2017

"Tie another one to your racks, baby."

Overcast and cold. Currently, it's 38˚F.

I didn't work yesterday. I did good to stay out of bed. I expect today may be as bad, but I'm going to try for something better. If I can beat back this rage and this anxiety and this sorrow that's beating me down.

I think I am damn near to done with public appearances, forever.

Last night, TV and roleplay, the latter better than the former. Whatever promise Godless might have held is entirely lost in episodes 3 and 4, and I doubt I'll even finish it.

This morning, I dreamt of trilobites.

TTFN,
Aunt Beast




10:12 p.m.