Bright and a little cooler today. Our high was (so far) 85F. I went out for a short walk, the first time I have left the house since before my birthday ( Read more... )

A very sunny and warm day. Our high was 85F.

I continue to fight this idiotic, infuriating bout of depression. Night comes around and I feel better, and then every morning I wake and it's with me again. It's got this bullshit elliptical orbit through my mind, and it keeps me all but paralyzed. Or it makes me think that I am paralyzed. Tomorrow I ( Read more... )

Our high today was 91F, with a heat index of 104F.

I scribbled this on a piece of paper to include here today: Death is oblivion. Religion is a lie. The dead are the lucky ones.

Today is the 28th anniversary of the day I learned of Elizabeth's suicide. She was twenty-five.

I watched you suffer ( Read more... )

And here, somehow, it is August. My 59th August, at the anterroom of the end of the world ( Read more... )

November 24th was actually the first day of Jethro Tull Season.

A foul, rainy day today. Our high was 60˚F.

I am shelving MP2 and everything related at least until early January, when, hopefully, I will be semi-caught up on at least some of my delinquent writing. I have been at this study for fifteen months, and I have been working on actually ( Read more... )

Another sunny, warm November day. Our high was 78˚F.

This morning, no writing, but I colored monster doodles and sent the final version of Living a Boy's Adventure Tale to Subterranean Press. It will appear as a hardback novella, illustrated by paleoillustrator Steve White and free with the special edition of Bradbury Weather. I also signed a ( Read more... )

Sunny after a cloudy morning. Our high was 88˚F, with a heat index of 91˚F.

I did a LOT today. I'm not even going to try and list it all, but writing stuff and paleo' stuff, and I suppose I was trying to make up for yesterday. Even though I only slept five hours last night. Stuff for Yale. Molding/casting stuff. Cover art stuff for Bradbury ( Read more... )

A murderous day ( Read more... )

Sorta cloudy-ish today. The high was 91˚F, with a heat index of 100˚F ( Read more... )

So, all you baby men whining about how it's too uncomfortable to wear your goddamn masks, let me tell you someday about the two years I spent doing drag, and then we'll talk about uncomfortable. Meanwhile, wear your fucking masks ( Read more... )