"Keep it together. Work the problem."
That really should be my life's motto. Were I the sort of person who has mottos. I think, a decade or so back, I decided my motto was "It is what it is." That was my failed short at defeatism.
A sunny day today. The weather remains warm. Our high was 80F.
No work today. None at all. I began feeling like ass early in the evening yesterday, side effects from the vaccine. I got better very quickly late this afternoon, but the night was sorta miserable. I was up until after 3 a.m., then slept until 8 a.m. (almost unheard of). Aches, chills, fatigue. Most of the boosters haven't really affected me. Regardless, however bad those hours were, they were a bare sliver of the misery that would come from contracting COVID, and at this point the Pfizer vaccine is astoundingly effective, preventing infection 92% of the time.
The afternoon's film was Ridley Scott's The Martian (2015). Last night, Spooky and I watched del Toro's Hellboy II: The Golden Army (2008). The first film is a lot of fun, but in every way the second one blows it away, and man, what a gorgeous movie.
I did finished "James S.A. Corey's" Cibola Burn and just barely got started on Book 5, Nemesis Games. I will adimit that Book 4 was better than Book 3. What was especially frustrating was that the "Interlude" portion were actually some interesting writing, but they make up such a small part of the whole. Anyway, this is still all the height of mediocrity.
Please visit the Dreaming Sqiud Sundries shop. I just checked, and rent and groceries still aren't free.
Selwyn's recovery continues to proceed very, very well.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
4:17 p.m.
A sunny day today. The weather remains warm. Our high was 80F.
No work today. None at all. I began feeling like ass early in the evening yesterday, side effects from the vaccine. I got better very quickly late this afternoon, but the night was sorta miserable. I was up until after 3 a.m., then slept until 8 a.m. (almost unheard of). Aches, chills, fatigue. Most of the boosters haven't really affected me. Regardless, however bad those hours were, they were a bare sliver of the misery that would come from contracting COVID, and at this point the Pfizer vaccine is astoundingly effective, preventing infection 92% of the time.
The afternoon's film was Ridley Scott's The Martian (2015). Last night, Spooky and I watched del Toro's Hellboy II: The Golden Army (2008). The first film is a lot of fun, but in every way the second one blows it away, and man, what a gorgeous movie.
I did finished "James S.A. Corey's" Cibola Burn and just barely got started on Book 5, Nemesis Games. I will adimit that Book 4 was better than Book 3. What was especially frustrating was that the "Interlude" portion were actually some interesting writing, but they make up such a small part of the whole. Anyway, this is still all the height of mediocrity.
Please visit the Dreaming Sqiud Sundries shop. I just checked, and rent and groceries still aren't free.
Selwyn's recovery continues to proceed very, very well.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
4:17 p.m.