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Day 2,231: Quick

Have to do a quick one tonight because it’s past bed time.

Feeling better. Not 100% yet, but well enough to go into work tomorrow for sure. Which is a relief, because I have to

Day 2,230: Definitely Still Sick

Yeah…definitely still sick.

Sigh. I knew that feeling last night was too good to be true. Thankfully this cold isn’t too bad. Fever is mild when it comes, and it’s not always there. That’s really the thing that sucks about having a cold, I think; the fucking fever. That, and the snotty nose and the sore throat. Oooohhhh the sore throat.

Rene Auberjonois passed away today. I want to write about him, but it’s too late, so I’ll write about him tomorrow. He was a lovely man, and Liz told me that...

Day 2,229: Cautiously Optimistic…

Guys…and gals…and nonbinaries…all y’all:

I am cautiously optimistic. The sickness, maybe, maaayybbeee…was only a 24-hour affair.

Man, last night I was siiiicckk. Big time. Woke up in the middle of the night and my throat was so painful, I thought I was coming down with strep. It was still swollen enough this morning that eating was tough.

And yet…here I sit, not twelve hours later, and I’m feeling…almost normal. Almost. Tired, for sure. But my throat is fine now, and even more importantly,...

Day 2,228: Definitely Sick

I’m definitely sick.

There is no worse feeling (just go with the hyperbole, folks) than that very early feeling of getting sick. Today, it was that fatigue-achy dryness that came first. Where suddenly, I felt exhausted, and everything hurt a little. It was the sore throat that confirmed it, though. That post-nasal drip that has you thinking “maybe it’s just allergies?”

Spoiler: it’s not. It never is.

At least it’s happening on the weekend? And I was able to get some big chunks of my Netflix...

Day 2,227: The Pressure

The pressure of not having figured something out in my story is intense, sometimes.

It’s a great big fear that’s so big, it’s too overwhelming to touch. It feels like hopelessness. So, most of the time, I bury it away or run from it…which serves me, I suppose. Because most often, I figure out whatever it is I need to figure out, and then the fear is conquered and slinks back into the darkness from whence it came.

Writing was rusty today. But I did it. I had a great session with J in the...

Day 2,226: Keep Ya Head Down

Edit and publish last two podcasts of the year.

Start and finish this new project at work that’s something I’ve never done before (in exactly this way…the core actions are shit I’ve done a thousand times).

Organize and audit all the finances so payroll can be put together.

Finish editing with J on his short story.

Get the audio files as mp3s to the 20Books helper to post them as a podcast.

Get writing done in there somewhere.

Actually have down time where I can eat, listen, watch, and spend...

Day 2,225: Die Harder

Have to make it a quick one because it’s almost 1am, but today was super busy. Nary a word was written, but i think that’s okay. I had a ton of other stuff to do at work and in terms of finishing up recording our last podcast of the year:

Die Hard

It’s suuuuuch a good movie. An all-timer. Should be on the list. Tune into the podcast when it airs a couple weeks from now

Gotta fun. Feeling very content. Finished.

Accomplished.

Day 2,224: Le Quicks

Another quick one tonight because it’s late.

Worked hard at work. Walked pups so I missed morning writing, but wrote in the afternoon. It’s a scene I don’t know if I’ll keep as it is, but it’s all information that needs to be explained, so I figure I should just write it out and then I can fix it later.

Podcasted with Josh. We watched Duck Soup. Loved it. Marx brothers really shine, I tell ya.

Time for sleeps. Night!

Day 2,223: December…

The last month of the year is upon me. Upon us all, I suppose.

November was not insanely productive for me on the writing front, which is always what I think about first whenever I sit down to write these entries. It’s become an exercise in self-flagulation, I suppose. I don’t know if I spelled that word right…the one that means whipping one’s self. I sit down and think about how I’ve fallen short of my goals.

I suppose pushing that aside…November was a busy month. Pure and simple. I did...

Day 2,222: Milestone

Wow.

2,222 days. That’s a lot of 2’s.

I want to go look up the day that I wrote blog entry number 1,111. I wonder what I was doing. What project I was working on. How I was feeling.

Today, I went to therapy. It’s been intense these past couple weeks. I’ve been diving into some subjects that make me deeply uncomfortable. But, it does feel good to talk about those things. To face them. Part of me feels really stupid and cliche writing about that, but it’s not bullshit. It’s helping me to talk...