Alchemy Alice

Oh, I have had to witness way too many dick swinging contests this week. The details are unimportant and too exhausting to recount. I finally resorted, for the work-related bits, to summing up the situation as “nothing was damaged and no one was hurt, and that’s all I’ll say.” Which is damning with faint praise, and intentionally so.

For the personal bits, all I’ll say is, buddy, if you find yourself needing to flirt that aggressively to get that little response, consider that you ain’t shit and should stop embarrassing yourself.

There was a bit of an incident with my tablet, wherein it got dropped in a mud puddle. It’s okay. I dipped it in a bit of water to rinse the grit out of the charging port and speaker holes, then turned to good ol’ 99% IPA to dry it out and make it stop complaining that moisture was detected. Still, I decided I needed to make it more of an indoor device--I already had to replace it at the beginning of the year, and I don’t fancy doing it again.

Since the reason I had it with me outside was to listen to podcasts, I went looking for an app to use on my phone instead. I’m now using Pocket Casts rather happily. It took ages to re-up all my subscriptions and download the episodes I had on the tablet again, but I’m finally there. I’ve had to resign myself to having my phone on me more than I ever used to (and now two of them because of my work phone), so I guess this was one of the last holdouts. On the plus side, I can listen to podcasts easily while at work, which is a nice treat.

I was very happy to get out my painting supplies for a little project yesterday. It’s been a long time since I did any art-art, rather than fiber arts. I’d like to get back into drawing.

Had a good rain storm early in the week and then went back to mildly warm temps. Oh, October, you’re so much better than the months that came before you.

Lewisia: 3 new pieces written

Day job: 43.5 hours

Art: painted a watercolor birthday card!

Gardening: succulent club meeting

Listening: Under the Covers Vol. 4 by Ninja Sex Party (always a good nostalgic time)

Aftermarket Parts: removed the protective covers from the tattoos

Clock Mouse: 1096 words

Other: attended birthday party >__<...

The old church had been carefully preserved both architecturally and culturally, from the basement to the bell tower. The bat sanctuary in the tower supported native species while also ensuring that unsettling clouds of dark bodies would burst forth at dusk, even in the absence of local vampires. The basement, home to weekly support meetings for the doomed and rummage sales, remained well-stocked with lightly mildewed old books in such traditional genres as "eerily prescient historical diaries" and "pseudo-Latin grimoire mixed in amongst the crockpot cookbooks."

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