La pasticherie de Petra

I will not stay up all night writing the current ship of my heart, even if I did just rewatch The Empire Strikes Back and need the triangulation-comfort Luke/Leia novel.

I will not stay up all night listening to text-to-speech reading me my story History turner, either. But I may download it for bedtime reading.

I will not stay up all night watching John Oliver so I can write Petrova Truthers, because I am only in the middle of listening to the audiobook of Project Hail Mary and I need a better grasp on the canon before I feel comfortable really putting the lie to Andy Weir's And Everybody United narrative.

I will not stay up all night reading The Astrobiology Immersion Program, even though Grace & Rocky bodyswap, well done, is so, so delightful.

And I will not even stay up late enough to watch The Vampire Lestat ep 1, even though I have it in my hot little hands, because I want to watch it with sage or hannah or buggery or a combination thereof.

Because! I am a grownup! Yes, I am.

Today's LARPing as a functional adult included:
- a full workday
- physical therapy
- jogging once I got home
- donating to my favorite Hugo-winning project

And will include:
- prep for this weekend
- some hardcore self-care

Because tomorrow's LARPing as a functional adult includes another full day of work. Whee. But at least tomorrow I get to take the good drugs with me.

In happy news, the US Postal Service has some great T. rex stamps out. If you want one on a postcard or some such thing, drop me your address. (If you want a card and you're more than one US stamp away, I am happy to supplement the T. rexes with additional postage.) Comments are screened.