faking

faking

Good morning, y’all. It’s Wednesday, and it looks like it might be clear (but cold) today. I woke up sometime shortly after Shawshank left. Neither cat was snuggling with me. I feel like they sit in the living room when he leaves, waiting, just in case he comes back.

I need to brag for one second. Yesterday was the first day of early access to the new season on Just Dance. I managed to log in early enough to beat one of my friend’s scores on a song. It took me two tries. I couldn’t tell you what song it was (probably “Ooops I Did It Again”), but look at me, all on top and shit. I know I won’t stay there, so I had to commemorate the occasion. It was the highlight of my day.

I spent part of yesterday resetting the music on a bunch of my most recent TikTok videos. TikTok did another round of sound audits and removed more UAG-related artists, and I woke up to a bunch of silent videos yesterday morning. I feel like I almost need to go back to Instagram. Unfortunately, I much prefer the vibe on TikTok.

Shawshank took me to the secondhand shop when he came home from work. It was an attempt to get me out of the house and maybe improve my mood. My baseline mood this week has been “irritable”, with spikes into “unreasonably annoyed” and “why am I angry?”. I found a vintage Corning tea kettle for $2, but nothing else piqued my interest.

I expect today will be similar to yesterday. I’m trying to pull myself out of a funk, and I have absolutely zero drive to actually do any of the things that would probably help. Assuming a human form is the first step. Fake it ’til I make it.

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