Sunny, but kinda cold. We made it to 59˚F.
There is almost nothing good I can say for this day. I didn't write. I didn't work. I'm lowering both my Gabapentin and Klonopin, because both make it harder for me to write, but in the short run lowering them makes me more anxious, etc.
And, maybe more than ever before in human history, society has, on a global scale, become a 24/7/365 anxiety machine.
The afternoon movie was Ridley Scott's The Martian (2015). And last night we began our third viewing of The Big Bang Theory, because there's still no one streaming That '70s Show and we have had to forego Kittypalooza for a second year in a row.
Remember the cool shit at Red Bubble,
Monster Doodle stickers and such? It's all still there. I've been putting Monster Doodle stickers on everything...
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
9:21 a.m.