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i said it once and i’ll say it again: no more unnecessary plot lines unless they’re relevant to the sex scenes.

Me writing porn: FUCK I can’t believe I need to talk about the sewers of Paris for this blow job to proceed (Your picture was not posted)

i swear

everything happen so much

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i’m making progress on things, it just doesn’t look like i am.

i’m pretty freely tabbing back and forth between What Has Yennefer Been Up To (which it turns out is mostly Jaskier and, separately, Geralt) and then what was supposed to be a soft epilogue for Keira and Aiden and Lambert and is now just smut, and alas Yennefer and Jaskier was supposed to be smut but unexpectedly faded to black on me which, WTF you guys. anyway.

Somehow I managed to work a mention of Roche/Iorveth into one of these stories. You’ll have to read it to see which. I don’t even go there but it amuses the loremasters of my acquaintance, so.

Oh and I read one of the Witcher books! I think Lady of the Lake? I already forgot. The library had it and it wasn’t checked out, for a wonder, so I did, and it only took me a couple of hours while I was doing other things, and– well– I mean– I don’t know, it wasn’t devoid of charm. It’s not groundbreaking stuff but it’s not bad either. The levels of sexism etc.,– well, I have a literature degree, which means at some point I was prevailed upon to read some of The Great Canon including a truly inordinate amount of Thomas Hardy, and at one point I read James Fenimore Cooper’s collected works of my own volition, so like– it’s not like I’m not used to that bullshit and worse.

Ah, it was The Last Wish, that I read. I’ll read Blood of Elves next because it’s also available. There’s not that many of them. HA Last Wish has the Netflix art on the ebook cover but Blood of Elves has the old art that slightly looks like the video game (with the high bouncy half-ponytail, cute).

Ugh I don’t really have the mental capacity to read, though– I’ve already forgotten part of what I read of the other one. I know we met Three Jackdaws but I don’t remember if we ever did anything with him. I’m not going to be able to keep any of it straight in my head. This is why my to-be-read pile… well I just don’t add things to it. If the thing’s not just right I won’t absorb it at all, if it’s too good I’ll get hyperfixated. (Please don’t suggest me things I should read or watch, I don’t want either of those things to happen and it’s like one of those clicky flip switches, there’s not a middle position on this version that lets me just enjoy things like a normal person.)

I think I’m doing quite well at living a facsimile of a quite functional life actually! but I spent most of this weekend wandering, lost, either in my head or in my basement, and my hip spent much of the weekend actively paining me, including popping out while I was cooking dinner, and I dislike this enormously, I even did the Grudging Exerbike Workout, I did the Halfassed Get-Back-In-There Yoga, I did the Don’t-Sleep-In-The-Positions-You-Like Snooze of Resentfulness, I took an extra walk out of sheer (brief) high spirits, and I was punished for that all weekend.

But I got some of my smut wrote, and that’s something.

How long until I can do some sort of chapter update on anything? Pff IDK, I fell off the end of my backlog and that’s that. I want to do F&S next, but– I think Where’s Yennefer needs to go sequentially before Ciri’s Girlfriend, for timeline reasons, or maybe vice-versa?– and F&S needs to sequentially slot into that somehow and bring them together at the end– and then the smut can be wherever so maybe I should aim to get that one up first, IDK, it’s sequentially after, but that doesn’t matter, they’re different timelines and they don’t have to come together unless I want there to be plot.

Which I do. Phooey. (Your picture was not posted)

three doughnuts

trying to be positive and optimistic

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a good story, from the weekend

On Saturday I was restless. “Let’s go get ice cream,” I said.

“We could take a walk to [place],” Dude suggested. It’s not far, but it’s not close– it’s within the range of the walks he takes daily, but it’s far enough that usually I realize halfway there that I’ve made a poor shoe choice and wind up with a blister.

It’s also far enough that, well. I get up, pace restlessly around the house. My hip makes a clicking sensation. I come back. “I can’t walk that far,” I say, sad. It’s within our normal range, but I know I’ll be in agony if I try it. Sometimes that’s how I fix it, though, I hurt myself and then that’s enough to make it go back and feel all right, after a few hours of pain and suffering. Sometimes, though, it doesn’t, and then I’ve ruined my week.

So we don’t, we drive, to a different place (also within walking range, but a rather ambitious hike for us; we did it once after dark, in the worst days of my sun allergy when I was feeling cooped up, and I tore most of the skin off my feet with a poor shoe/sock combo choice, but I had no regrets really).

That other place has ridiculous stuff, and I get an absolutely horrifying sundae made of marshmallow and Peeps. It’s horrible. it’s wonderful. I love it.

Just down the street is a doughnut shop, a local place that’s got two locations and has never sold out to anybody and is just themselves, and they make the doughnuts themselves, and don’t freeze them. The cream-filled ones are heavy and actually filled, not just the empty shells with a little puff on the end like Dunkin switched over to doing about halfway through my childhood.

We get half a dozen doughnuts. We forget to have one that night, but the next morning we have one apiece, and Sunday night we have one apiece for dessert. I have a chocolate angel, and I spend twenty minutes eating it, and Dude says “You enjoying that” like three times ,and each time I respond, radiantly happy, “yes.” It is the highlight of my day.

I have the last doughnut with me this morning. It is a peanut-creme-filled chocolate-topped doughnut. I am eating it slowly with my coffee; I have two video transfer orders running downstairs and one up here, and I’m trying to figure out how much I can get done before anyone else gets in and I lose momentum. Why do I work so much better alone and unobserved? I don’t know, but I do. (I won’t lie, I’d thought that unsupervised time would be a primo opportunity to fuck around, but I don’t, really, I’m hypercompetent when nobody’s looking, and I don’t know why.)

I slept poorly, wedged into an uncomfortable position so i’d stay off my hip. (Lying on the bad one hurts it, though it feels fine at the time– it slides it out of the socket slightly, and then later the muscles are furious. Lying on the other side is worse, because then the bad hip is uppermost and unrestrained and just goes wherever. I have to prop it with a pillow and that never stays. Lying on my back is worst of all; both hips hate that. if I try to prop my knees up with pillows that is somehow even worse and I nearly crippled myself trying. Lying on my face mostly works except that my spine has to curve back to accomodate my boobs, and that’s comfy for about three hours and then I need to turn onto my side. Neither side is good. All of this, mind, is me healing the damage from sleeping on my sister’s rock-hard guest mattress last week, which is quite a good mattress given her tastes but I am not her and my body disagrees.)

But today, neither hip hurts, and I will repeat my Grudging Exerbike Workout and hope for the best. (Your picture was not posted)

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Late January 2021: Reddit collapses the stock market Late March 2021: Big fat boat disrupts international trade Late May 2021: ‘Minions’ meme leads to universal healthcare Late July 2021: Sentient drones unionize, bankrupting Amazon Late September 2021: The blue man group eradicates coronavirus

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that is the most venomous native lizard in north america

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