Wishful Thinking (part 13 of ?)

Jun. 4th, 2025 10:14 pm
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Wishful Thinking
By Sarah Williams
Part 13 of ?
Word count (story only): 1234
[Landing #7, day 3, a bit before six a.m. local time]


:: After a long day, the Ashton family, and Backstep, are sitting down to dinner. Conversation turns to longer term plans. Part of the Sidestep Travelers universe. ::




A bit before six in the morning, the sound of shattering glass and a roaring motorcycle sent Arthur and Arthur Darius rushing toward the front door simultaneously. Zipper looked up from the book that he was reading aloud to Backstep, in English, even though the print seemed to be in an Arabic language. “It’s Rubin and the glass sound is my other protege, Smashup.”

Someone rapped lightly on the front door.
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Indie horror game news

Jun. 4th, 2025 06:51 pm
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* Exit 8 is being adapted into a movie Trailer

* Phasmophobia is being adapted into a move Deadline article

* Bloodstained is getting a sequel Trailer

Whether it's good or bad, I am glad to see that Phas is getting a movie because they spawned a whole genre. Copying what they spent years developing became a massively successful business model.

Along the same lines, it's good to see Bloodstained being so successful. 'Metroidvania' style gameplay is the underpinning of so much of the entire gaming market. Iga, who designed the 'vania' half, got treated like shit by Konami. Once he was able to get away from them, he crowd funded Bloodstained during the golden era of video game crowd funding, but actually delivered unlike most other projects. Now Iga has gotten to make another game while Konami just does terrible things to the Castlevania IP.

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Jun. 4th, 2025 08:47 pm
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Over Memorial Day weekend [personal profile] genarti and I were on a mini-vacation at her family's cabin in the Finger Lakes, which features a fantastic bookshelf of yellowing midcentury mysteries stocked by [personal profile] genarti's grandmother. Often when I'm there I just avail myself of the existing material, but this time -- in increasing awareness of the way our own books are threatening to spill over our shelves again -- I seized this as an opportunity to check my bookshelves for the books that looked most like they belonged in a cabin in the Finger Lakes to read while I was there and then leave among their brethren.

As a result, I have now finally read the second-to-last of the stock of Weird Joan Aikens that [personal profile] coffeeandink gave me many years ago now, and boy was it extremely weird!

My favorite Aiken books are often the ones where I straight up can't tell if she's attempting to sincerely Write in the Genre or if she is writing full deadpan parody. I think The Embroidered Sunset is at least half parody, in a deadpan and melancholy way. I actually have a hypothesis that someone asked Joan Aiken to write a Gothic, meaning the sort of romantic suspense girl-flees-from-house form of the genre popular in the 1970s, and she was like "great! I love the Gothic tradition! I will give you a plucky 1970s career girl and a mystery and a complex family history and several big creepy houses! would you also like a haunted seaside landscape, the creeping inevitability of loss and death, some barely-dodged incest and a tragic ending?" and Gollancz, weary of Joan Aiken and her antics, was just like "sure, Joan. Fine. Do whatever."

Our heroine, Lucy, is a talented, sensible, cross and rather ugly girl with notably weird front teeth, is frequently jokingly referred to as Lucy Snowe by one of her love interests; the big creepy old age home in which much of the novel takes place is called Wildfell Hall; at one point Lucy knocks on the front door of Old Colonel Linton and he's like 'oh my god! you look just like my great-grandmother Cathy Linton, nee Earnshaw! it's the notably weird front teeth!" Joan Will Have Her Little Jokes.

The plot? The plot. Lucy, an orphan being raised in New England by her evil uncle and his hapless wife and mean daughter, wants to go study music in England with the brilliant-but-tragically-dying refugee pianist Max Benovek. Her uncle pays her fare across the Atlantic, on the condition that she go and investigate a great-aunt who has been pulling a pension out of the family coffers for many years; the great-aunt was Living Long Term with Another Old Lady (the L word is not said but it is really felt) and one of them has now died, but no one is really clear which.

The evil uncle suspects that the surviving old lady may not be the great-aunt and may instead be Doing Fraud, so Lucy's main task is to locate the old lady and determine whether or not she is in fact her great-aunt. Additionally, the great aunt was a brilliant folk artist unrecognized in her own time and so the evil uncle has assigned Lucy a side quest of finding as many of her paintings as possible and bringing them back to be sold for many dollars.

However, before setting out on any of these quests, Lucy stops in on the dying refugee pianist to see if he will agree to teach her. They have an immediate meeting of the minds and souls! Not only does Max agree to take her on as His Last Pupil, he also immediately furnishes her with cash and a car, because her plan of hitchhiking down to Aunt Fennel's part of the UK could endanger her beautiful pianist's hands!! Now Lucy has a brilliant future ahead of her with someone who really cares about her, but also a ticking clock: she has to sort out this whole great-aunt business before Max progresses from 'tragically dying' to 'tragically dead.'

The rest of the book follows several threads:
- Lucy bopping around the World's Most Depressing Seaside Towns, which, it is ominously and repeatedly hinted, could flood catastraphically at any moment, grimly attempting to convince a series of incredibly weird and variably depressed locals to give her any information or paintings, which they are deeply disinclined to do
- Max, in his sickroom, reading Lucy's letters and going 'gosh I hope I get to teach that girl ... it would be my last and most important life's work .... BEFORE I DIE'
- Sinister Goings On At The Old Age Home! Escaped Convicts!! Secret Identities!!! What Could This All Have To Do With Lucy's Evil Uncle? Who Could Say! Is Their Doctor Faking Being Turkish? Who Could Say!! Why Does That One Old Woman Keep Holding Up An Electric Mixer And Remarking How Easy It Would Be To Murder Someone With It? Who Could Say That Either!!!
- an elderly woman who may or may not be Aunt Fennel, in terrible fear of Something, stacked into dingy and constrained settings packed with other old and fading strangers, trying not to think too hard about her dead partner and their beloved cat and the life that she used to have in her own home where she was happy and loved .... all of these sections genuinely gave me big emotions :(((

Eventually all these plotlines converge with increasingly chaotic drama! Lucy and the old lady meet and have a really interesting, affectionate but complicated relationship colored by deep loneliness and suspicion on both sides; again, I really genuinely cared about this! Lucy, who sometimes exhibits random psychic tendencies, visits the lesbian cottage and finds it is so powerfully and miserably haunted by the happiness that it once held and doesn't anymore that she nearly passes out about it! Then whole thing culminates in huge spoilers )

Anyway. A wild time. Some parts I liked very much! I hit the end and shrieked and then forced Beth to read it immediately because I needed to scream about it, and now it lives among its other yellowing paperback friends on the Midcentury Mysteries shelf for some other unsuspecting person to find and scream about.

NB: in addition to everything else a cat dies in this book .... Joan Aiken hates this cat in particular and I do not know why. She likes all the other cats! But for some reason she really wants us to understand that this cat has bad vibes and we should not be sad when it gets got. But me, I was sad.

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Jun. 4th, 2025 09:41 pm
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Slight delay on the next review, sorry. In the mean time, please enjoy Scales's most recent Eragon recap!

Books

Jun. 4th, 2025 08:35 pm
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For my librarian friends:

I found this post about how to deal with people who purposely misfile library books to hide topics they dislike: find the books, scan them, and then put them on the display shelf. If every effort to discourage a topic results in encouraging it instead, this will quickly undermine that behavior. Or hey, promote the hell out of suppressed topics, which is also a good thing.


PSA: Stop Hiding The Gay Books

Dudes. Jerks. Wine Moms.

Stop hiding the gay books.

This has been happening all year, btw. I haven't noticed a marked increase of this kind of behavior since Pride started. It's been going on for months.

But y'all. You're wasting your time. You might think you're wasting mine, but I reshelve books all day long, whether they got moved accidentally or on purpose. Who do you think will get bored faster?


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Wednesday Again?

Jun. 4th, 2025 07:33 pm
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 Mason in the stacks
Recent college graduate Mason, peering through the Gov Docs stacks at Wesleyan University

We have actually been home for a while, but, for some reason, this time I feel like I've been struggling to catch up with everything. Our house is currently a warren of boxes--all of them somehow containing everything Mason had brought with him, bought, or otherwise accumulated, over the past four years as a student. As I noted while we were still on the road, we shipped most of his stuff back via the United States Postal Service. A fine service, I might add. Still, by far, the cheapest and most efficient way to send things. I hate seeing it in crisis. (And it clearly is. I spend a lot of time at post offices and all of them are chronically understaffed right now--from Middletown, CT to Minnesota.)

On the road, however, I managed to listen to a lot of audio books. I finished up the last of the Singing Hills Cycle novellas. Then, because I had to wait to get to the hotel to download the book I actually wanted next, I ended listening to David Levine's Arabella of Mars, which I wanted to be more queer than it was, but oh well. The book I'd wanted was Martha Well's Exit Strategy, which I had apparently forgotten to read when I was reading through the Murderbot Dairies some time ago (or maybe it wasn't out yet, but somehow I missed it.) Then, to fill in a short gap I listened to  another novella: A Strange Bird by Jeff Vandermeer. Apparently I needed to have read the Borne Series, which I had not. I mean, I would say that it stood on its own, honestly? Though I could tell in the second half that there was a bigger story in the City that I didn't fully grasp.  It was weird in the way of Vandermeer's stories, though. A bit depressing, too. I have since started, but have been slow to get into. Ink Blood Sister Scribe by Emma Torzs. But, as you will see below. I've been a bit scattered and distracted.




Mason and Jas on the railing
Mason (right) and his partner Jas (left) in their robes on the steps of the Chapel at Wesleyan

I am probably feeling so very rushed an unsettled for a number of reasons. Firstly, we are actually headed off to Bearskin Lodge on the Gunflint Trail (for my non-Minnesotan friends: Think Cabin in the Woods. Only with 99.9% fewer demonic sacrifices.) We'll be up there for a week--from Saturday to Saturday--and it is, in essence, Mason's graduation gift to him from us, but it does mean another day on the road!  I was just talking to Shawn and it's kind of amazing that (if we drove with no stops) it will take us about as long to get to the Lodge as it did to drive from Youngstown, OH to Valparaiso, IN. Minnesota is a BIG state. Saint Paul is kind of in the middle of the state, and it will take us that long to drive the same distance we drove through all of Ohio and most of Indiana. INSANE. I mean, when you look on a map all of Minnesota is North and South Dakota length and then some.

Anyway, I don't mind the driving. Our family usually finds fun places to stop and hunt for agates or just take in the view of Lake Superior. This time, however, we may be going past some active fires, which I can't say I'm excited to see. 

The air quality has been bad here, y'all.

But, I'm stressing out because the idea of packing my clothes again just seems like a LOT. 

The other thing that has me generally unsettled is that we just found out that Shawn's brother Keven has a lump on his kidney. The doctors are fairly certain it's cancer and they're already talking about chemo and all the works. Keven didn't used to be my favorite brother (Shawn has two), but in the past several years Keven has gotten some diagonises and meds and therapy. He's not anything like a changed man, but now he's tolerable and curmudgeonly in a more charming and amusing way.

And, now, it seems, the gods have kicked him in the teeth.

Keven only just got his first tests, so it's not necessarily any kind of immediate death sentence. But, fuck. You know?
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I really hate to give up on a book, but sometimes, there are too many other tempting things on the horizon to keep ploughing through an active read in the hopes it gets better. Today I put aside Luck in the Shadows by Lynn Flewelling. While I would have liked to have gone all the way to the end before making a judgement, there just over 9 hours still to go on the audiobook and the book has simply not given me enough to power through that.
 
At nearly 9 hours in (about halfway) my overall feeling towards this book is indifference. Towards the plot, towards the characters, towards the setting. It's very generic fantasy and just doesn't give much to bite onto outside of that. The first half of the plot has some fun adventure elements, but when the mentor-figure, Seregil, becomes incapacitated partway through, the youthful protagonist Alec is simply not enough to carry the story. The second half of the story is more political intrigue, and I can't help but compare it to The Traitor Baru Cormorant which I'm also currently reading, and that comparison does Luck in the Shadows no favors. 

Seregil and Alec's escapades are fun, and it's interesting to see the creative ways they go about their tasks, but for me it's not enough to make up for the lackluster plot and detailed but unremarkable worldbuilding.
 
There's a disappointing dearth of women in the story, although one of the fantasy kingdoms in which the second half of the story takes place has been ruled by a succession of queens for centuries. There is some casual queerness in the story which I liked, but when I looked for more reviews on this to help me decide if it was worth pressing on, I learned (SPOILER) that Alec and Seregil become a couple later on. Given that Alec is barely sixteen at the start of this book, and Seregil is a middle-aged man, I'm just not here for it.
 
This is the first book of a series (the Nightrunner series), but my general feeling on series is that it's a cop-out to rely on later books to make up for weaknesses in earlier books. Particularly here, where each book gets longer, the author is asking for me to take a lot on trust that this story will get better with time.
 
I really wanted to like this book, as I really want to like all fantasy novels, but it's just not worth the amount of time investment needed. Also, in general, not looking for stories about adults falling in love with teenagers. Disappointing, but there are other things to move on to.

Wildlife

Jun. 4th, 2025 08:21 pm
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A new study finds that baboons walk together in a line out of friendship, not survival

But the prevailing theory — and ultimate conclusion of the study — found that baboons simply preferred to walk beside their closest friends.

“We find no evidence that progression orders are adaptive responses to minimize an individuals’ risk, maximize their resource acquisition, or are the result of decision-makers leading the group,” Marco Fele, the study's lead author, wrote in Behavioral Ecology.

“Instead, we find that individuals’ positions are predicted by pairwise affiliations, resulting in consistency in order, with more dominant individuals occupying central positions in progressions.”


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Thanks to the Canadian wildfires, our sunset light is Pompeiian red, by which I mean mostly the cinnabar and heat-treated smolder of the pigment, but also the implication of volcano.

Because my day was scrambled by a canceled appointment, after I had made a lot of phone calls [personal profile] spatch took me for soft-serve ice cream in the late afternoon, after which I walked out to photograph some of the poppies we had seen from the car.

Did you love mimesis? )

I can't help feeling that last night's primary dream emerged from a fender-bender in the art-horror 1970's because once the photographer who had done his aggressive and insistently off-base best to involve me in a blackmail scandal had killed himself, all of a sudden the hotel where I had been attending a convention with my husbands had a supernatural problem. Waking in the twenty-first century, I appreciate it could be solved eventually with post-mortem mediation rather than exorcistic violence, but it feels like yet another subgenre intruding that the psychopomp for the job was a WWI German POW.

I am not allowed nice things

Jun. 4th, 2025 09:04 pm
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I am having a bit of a Woe Is Me kind of day (or possibly week, or month), because it feels a little like death by a thousand paper cuts. Or corrugated cardboard cuts, maybe (yes, I have cut myself with corrugated cardboard in the past--it sucked).

The lawyer called me and told me they forgot to bill me for the Title Insurance, so I had to e-transfer them another $415.16. *sigh*

At work the workstation I was assigned had been reset, and so I spent much longer than I wanted to setting up all my accounts all over again, and then Outlook spent the entire day being an absolute pile of shit that refused to update. The only way I could get new emails was to close the application and re-open it, so in order not to miss any crucial updates on the wildfires I had to do that every ten minutes. It was extraordinarily annoying.

I drove to work with KK this morning, since she also had a later start to her day, and we drove home together and stopped by Canadian Tire so I could pick up a small box of kitchen garbage bags and compost bags, since ours are packed away in an unfindable box. *sob* I made another small grocery order which will hopefully see us through to next week, and we tentatively talked about weekend plans.

KK's friend H is coming by this weekend for a visit from Alberta. This has been planned for many months, and originally we were going to be reasonably settled in the new house, so it wasn't as big of a deal. Since we're now not remotely settled, I was hoping to get some help with packing up what's left of the house, but now that's not looking promising. KK and H are going on Sunday to a place called Parc Omega, which is a wildlife preserve/safari park in Québec, about an hour's drive away from here, and although I was originally meant to go with them, it's obvious that if I don't spend the weekend packing the house, we will never be ready in time, so they've given my ticket to a friend instead.

KK has informed me that she has decided to stay in H's hotel room because we don't have air conditioning in our bedrooms and it's too hot for her to sleep here. She says that H has volunteered to help us pack on Saturday, but I am not going to count on them for that, to be honest, because at this point KK's track record speaks for itself. I assume she and H will be sleeping in, so at least half the day will be gone, and then KK has promised to show H the new house, so that's several more hours that will be taken up in the afternoon and maybe the evening. So I think it's a fairly safe bet to say that I will, in fact, be packing up the house on my own. I can only hope that at some point in the next two weeks KK will actually pack up her own room and bathroom, but I am not her mother and I will not be nagging her about it.

I am starting to wonder if KK is secretly resenting me these days. Today I discovered that when she packed away the contents of one of the freezers into the freezing cooler for easier transportation, she didn't check to see whether it was properly plugged in/powered up, so all of the contents melted, mostly meat that I had packaged earlier as well as several packages of stuffed pasta (tortellini, ravioli, etc.). Naturally it was all mush and had to be thrown away, and that was several hundred dollars' worth of food that got wasted right there for no good reason. I also had to clean out the whole thing and disinfect it, because the meat had leaked blood that had pooled in a big puddle of grossness at the bottom of the cooler. KK is usually so careful about things that I'm having trouble seeing how this wasn't at least partly deliberate, or at least some form of weaponized incompetence. It's like everything she does lately is calculated to cost me as much money as possible, or force me to clean up her messes, or both. I probably should have checked the cooler myself to make sure it was properly plugged in, but it never occurred to me that I couldn't trust her to check it herself. She did say "sorry," but that was it, and I won't lie, I was at least hoping she'd help with the cleanup, but no. I had to do all of it by myself.

Anyway, I am frustrated and having a bit of a pity party. I will likely get over it in a day or two, because it's a very ugly side of my personality that I don't like at all. 

It's time to call it a night and go to bed. I have another in-office day tomorrow, and since KK is working from home and I don't want to pay exorbitant parking fees, I'm going to take public transit to work, which means I need to get up early enough to get the bus. 

Catch you on the flip side, friends!

Scraping paper to document.

Jun. 4th, 2025 08:42 pm
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Less than eighteen hours to go and still no texts, emails, or other forms of communication about my sister in law E.'s graduation tomorrow. It's information I can look up fairly easily, and that strikes me as being somewhat beside the point when I don't have anything beyond a verbal "come if you can" offer. It's not exactly sitting peacefully with me. I know a closed mouth doesn't get fed, and I'm not sure if I'm supposed to open my mouth or not.

I plan on going, and it's feeling a bit like it's under protest.

2025 Disneyland Trip #38 (6/4/25)

Jun. 4th, 2025 05:55 pm
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Today was an early morning trip, so I took my magic key in, in hopes of finding all the rest of the stations and unlocking it today.

Success! )

Lake Lewisia #1260

Jun. 4th, 2025 05:30 pm
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When you say, “They are all out to get me,” or, “The world wants me dead,” you are mistaken. Take this small dog, for instance, which is experiencing the new thrill of receiving head pats from you for the first time, or this bee which has been enticed over by that new perfume you treated yourself to, or this flower which dusted your nose with pollen when you smelled it and gladly made you an accomplice to its reproductive cycle. The world is vast and full of things, and a small and shameful percentage of your own species cannot outweigh the hundreds of thousands of beetle species who think you are entirely acceptable, just for a start.

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LL#1260
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Title: Something Amiss
Author: [personal profile] enchanted_jae
Fandom: Harry Potter
Character(s): Harry, Draco
Rating: PG
Warning(s): None
Word count: 100
Written for:
[community profile] anythingdrabble Prompt 392 - nothing
[community profile] drabble_zone Prompt No. 452 - ripple
[community profile] emotion100 Prompt No. 41 - humiliated
Summary: Embarrassing situations
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.

Something Amiss
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Please leave a comment with what pinch hit you would like to claim, and your ao3 username, or e-mail us at hurtcomfortexmod@gmail.com with the same information. All rules which are relevant for regular assignments also apply to pinch hits.Including the rule that the freeform must be indicated in some way

PH 2 - 英雄伝説 閃の軌跡 | Sen no Kiseki | The Legend of Heroes: Trails of Cold Steel Series (Video Games), 英雄伝説 空の軌跡 | Sora no Kiseki | The Legend of Heroes: Trails in the Sky Series (Video Games), 英雄伝説 黎の軌跡 | Kuro no Kiseki | The Legend of Heroes: Trails through Daybreak Series (Video Games), Star Ocean: The Second Story | Second Evolution, Digimon Adventure Zero Two | Digimon Adventure 02, Original Work, 찌질한 서브공이 되었습니다 | I Became the Lousy Side Top (Webcomic)

PH 3 - Alien Stage (Web Series), Twisted-Wonderland (Video Game), 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game), Ensemble Stars! (Video Game), Fragaria Memories

PH 4 - Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Mad Max Series (Movies), Helluva Boss (Web Series)

PH 5 - Top Gun (Movies)

Claimed! PH 7 - Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses, Unwind Dystology - Neal Shusterman, 殺し愛 | Koroshi Ai (Manga), Limbus Company (Video Game)

PH 9 - L.A. Confidential (1997), Equus - Peter Shaffer, The Quarry (Video Game), The English (UK TV 2022), GLOW (TV 2017), From (TV 2022)

PH 12 - Psychonauts (Video Games), Higurashi no Naku Koro ni | Higurashi When They Cry, Mortal Kombat (Video Games 1992-2020)

PH 14 - 전지적 독자 시점 - 싱숑 | Omniscient Reader - Sing-Shong, 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, Shin Megami Tensei: Digital Devil Saga

PH 15 - NCIS: Los Angeles, Twin Peaks (TV 1990), Crossing Jordan, RoboCop (Movies 1987-1993)

PH 16 - Dragon Ball
Additional Fandoms for PH 16 - Disgaea (Video Games), Metal Gear (Video Games) )

PH 19 - Warhammer 40.000, Vampyr (Video Game), Dishonored (Video Games), Ace Combat (Video Games)

PH 22 - Watch Dogs (Video Games), Mass Effect: Andromeda, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

PH 24 - Dream SMP, SMPEarth, QSMP | Quackity SMP

PH 25 - Oasis (Band), Marvel Cinematic Universe

Another backdated post

Jun. 3rd, 2025 08:03 pm
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I just don't want to lose my streak, and I'm willing to "cheat" just a little bit to accomplish that. ;)

Yesterday got away from me a little bit. Work demanded that I produce two situation reports a day on Monday and Tuesday, and that meant that I basically did not get up from my desk for eight hours. Both days I managed to sneak away for 15 minutes to grab a bite to eat around 2pm, and that was it. So I ended up not having the time and energy to make a post here, alas.

At least I got to bed at a halfway decent time, so that's something.

A more fulsome update will follow eventually, I promise. 

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