Happy Thursday, y’all. It’s morning, and it’s damned dark out there right now. I’d also like to add that it’s been dark for the three hours I’ve been awake. I was up early once again; no matter the bedtime, I can’t get more than 5-6 hours of sleep at a time. I can fall asleep without problems, but fuck, what I wouldn’t give for a solid 8 hours in one go.
Once more, I have the pre-holiday funk. There’s no particular reason this time. I’m not particularly anxious, which is a pleasant change from normal. However, I’ve been feeling a bit low since last week’s Christmas party. Someone asked me what I’m doing to keep myself busy during the day, and I had no good answer for her. “I play a lot of video games”, I replied. What else could I say, honestly? Oh, I want to be an artist, I could say, but I have a severe case of executive dysfunction and can’t start anything, so all I really do is record myself throwin’ ass in the bathtub and post nudes online in hopes someone pays me for it. I wanted to get up and put on clothes not because I should, but because I felt like it wasn’t fair for Shawshank to come home and find me in my jammies for a third day.
Eventually, I forced myself to put clothes on. Zeppelin was on the back stoop crying, and I was going to start bawling myself if I didn’t go out and do something for him. I layered up and brought him some food and water. I ended up spending about 15 minutes outside with him, petting him while he ate, and trying to brush the icicles out of his fur and whiskers.
Shawshank gave me a hug and set me up with the Switch controller before he went back to work. I picked up Bastion for about $2 over the weekend. I’m enjoying it so far. It’s a hack-n-slash button-masher and that’s right up my alley. Factor in the great art and music – this is the same company that went on to give us Hades, after all – and it was a good way to spend the afternoon.
We’re going out for dinner tonight. The restaurant is closing early tomorrow, so we’ve moved up date night again. I’ll put on actual clothes for most of the day, but only because I’ve promised myself a bubble bath at some point today or tomorrow.
Or both.
