I woke up thinking it was Wednesday, when it in fact, was Thursday. It just further proves that I never got the hang of Thursdays.
I killed a spider in cold blood this morning, and I feel bad about it. But my roommate is an arachnophobe, and I didn't have the time to relocate the spider. I was on my way to work. I'll make up some karma by feeding the ducks. I hope.
The annual shaving of the beard has come, to once again remind me how much I hate shaving the beard. I may do it again for FaerieCon, but since I've decided against drag this year, that's still to be determined.
Welcome to Night Vale is my latest obsession. It's a bi-monthly podcast done in community radio style about the strangest town you'll ever know. It's almost like... Northern Exposure meets HP Lovecraft as written by Douglas Adams. The narrator has a great voice, and his love interest is a scientist named Carlos who's investigating all the weird shit in town. Each episode is 20-30 minutes long, and there's always a song near the end which I usually end up skipping because most of them don't really do it for me, but your mileage may vary.
It's been great to get involved in the fandom, too. See the art that they make. We don't get a description of what Cecil, the narrator, looks like, though we have seen pictures of the actor. We know from the show that Carlos has dark skin and black hair. The fan art is pretty consistent with that, but when it comes to Cecil there's almost an even split between blond Cecil and POC Cecil. In my head he kinda looks South Asian, if I try to picture him. Well, he did before I looked at the actor. Now he kind of goes back and forth in my head.
Anyway, I really recommend you give it a listen. My favourite time to listen is while I'm making breakfast. Now that I'm all caught up, though, I have to wait two weeks. I may cry.
I'm already writing Supernatural/Night Vale fiction. Don't judge.
I still have problems doing anything productive in the afternoons. I'm seriously going to bring up alternate shifts at work to my supervisor again. I need my mornings back!
Have not had any alcohol in two days. Or has it been three already? Time has lost all meaning, apparently. How do you sober people stand it?? ;)
Actually I'm trying to cut down for dietary reasons. Involving stretchy pants at FaerieCon. Won't do to have belly hanging over them. Ew.
I leave you with that mental image!! :D