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Aten't ded yet
Feeling vaguely human again. Still testing positive for covid (and, apparently, flu B) but symptomatically better... well ok I'm sleeping a lot (12h, up from last week's 14h; at least that's my "lying in the dark with eyes closed" time, not necessarily literally asleep because brains are silly) and still feel constantly tired, but I have a voice again.
Wrist is improving but I'm taking things easy there; crossword is on computer (slower and awkwarder), Duolingo halfheartedly done on computer, other games mostly stopped.
Funny, I'd been thinking I should reduce gaming time anyway 🙃 since it's mostly idle gaming where you check it and upgrade things and do busywork quests to unlock cute things but if you sit down and think you're not really *doing* anything. Guess going from ~9h sleep to ~14h is a very effective strategy at going cold turkey with stuff, especially stuff that would have happened during the 5 hours now spent not awake.
Dreams have been their usual. Several involving creepy crawlies (once ladybug-lookalikes that bit hard -- this "species" is a repeat theme for me, though at least this time they didn't burrow under skin -- and once with spiders, big yellow and black ones with flattish round bodies, that would do a little dance when preparing to jump that would have been more adorable if it wasn't spiders on my face.) Bug- crawling dreams often involve physical sensations in places where bugs couldn't be (e.g. back of my head, which irl is pressed against the pillow because I can only lie in one position on my back, or in my ears, which irl have earbuds in) so I am pretty sure it's not irl bug involvement, but it's still not fun. A couple dreams where my eyes keep closing, and in the attempt to fight that (because of course I'm fighting a shapeshifting shark taking the current form of a cat eel hybrid thing) I force my irl eyes open, waking me up. A bunch of dreams about choir rehearsals. One where I was waiting for my dad to pick me up and some guy put his hand on the back of my neck so I yelled that I was being abducted.
(This is of course sleep dreams, not "what I am doing with my life" dreams.)
This week I got myself a clock that a) has a nice big display, b) the option of colorshifting the display (currently a slow roygbiv fade rotation), and c) ability to project onto the ceiling (that sadly doesn't color-change, oh well). It means that when I wake up in the middle of the night I can tell what time it is without having to move. Yesterday I had a multi hour stretch of waking up every half hour...boo. Brains are silly. But the clock makes me ridiculously happy.
Yuletide story is creeping slowly along. I dithered sending it back for a different pinch hitter, given sick + carpal tunnel + haven't written anything in *mumble* years, but I still have time... that and a half-fleshed-out story. Whatever happens it'll technically be the best thing I wrote all year ... looool. (Haven't posted prompts on the "ph prompts here", won't until I definitely have a fill.)
Wrist is improving but I'm taking things easy there; crossword is on computer (slower and awkwarder), Duolingo halfheartedly done on computer, other games mostly stopped.
Funny, I'd been thinking I should reduce gaming time anyway 🙃 since it's mostly idle gaming where you check it and upgrade things and do busywork quests to unlock cute things but if you sit down and think you're not really *doing* anything. Guess going from ~9h sleep to ~14h is a very effective strategy at going cold turkey with stuff, especially stuff that would have happened during the 5 hours now spent not awake.
Dreams have been their usual. Several involving creepy crawlies (once ladybug-lookalikes that bit hard -- this "species" is a repeat theme for me, though at least this time they didn't burrow under skin -- and once with spiders, big yellow and black ones with flattish round bodies, that would do a little dance when preparing to jump that would have been more adorable if it wasn't spiders on my face.) Bug- crawling dreams often involve physical sensations in places where bugs couldn't be (e.g. back of my head, which irl is pressed against the pillow because I can only lie in one position on my back, or in my ears, which irl have earbuds in) so I am pretty sure it's not irl bug involvement, but it's still not fun. A couple dreams where my eyes keep closing, and in the attempt to fight that (because of course I'm fighting a shapeshifting shark taking the current form of a cat eel hybrid thing) I force my irl eyes open, waking me up. A bunch of dreams about choir rehearsals. One where I was waiting for my dad to pick me up and some guy put his hand on the back of my neck so I yelled that I was being abducted.
(This is of course sleep dreams, not "what I am doing with my life" dreams.)
This week I got myself a clock that a) has a nice big display, b) the option of colorshifting the display (currently a slow roygbiv fade rotation), and c) ability to project onto the ceiling (that sadly doesn't color-change, oh well). It means that when I wake up in the middle of the night I can tell what time it is without having to move. Yesterday I had a multi hour stretch of waking up every half hour...boo. Brains are silly. But the clock makes me ridiculously happy.
Yuletide story is creeping slowly along. I dithered sending it back for a different pinch hitter, given sick + carpal tunnel + haven't written anything in *mumble* years, but I still have time... that and a half-fleshed-out story. Whatever happens it'll technically be the best thing I wrote all year ... looool. (Haven't posted prompts on the "ph prompts here", won't until I definitely have a fill.)