Being a summary of the last thirty hours.
YESTERDAY: I drank poison recreationally in a group setting. I drank too much poison, frankly. I drank a big pot of poison and I made some bad decisions and for whatever reason (“God looks after idiots and drunks” as the joke goes) I was spared from actual consequences of the stupid decisions but I wanted to apologize to you guys I do like you all very much and I do not wish to hurt any of you.
THIS MORNING: I drank 32 oz. of Gatorade, a big ol’ cup of water too, go to Mass. Feeling great!
ABOUT TEN MINUTES AFTER MASS: Dry heaving, suspicious red stains in mucus. Probably the gatorade. Let’s say it was the gatorade.
AFTER CRYING A LOT AND TAKING A NAP: Sewin on my cosplay! Sewing is hard, and math doesn’t really work as well as I’d hoped. The issue is not that math “doesn’t work”, but small errors rapidly accumulate, and when you’re making an actual object that exists in the world, these small errors are much harder to overlook. I reflected on what short time is left to me before AWA. I felt a little sad.