dragonlady7

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well so. here we are. well into march. surviving.

i had no real symptoms of covid and i still don’t, except that i’m just so tired. i could sleep ten hours a day. of course i can’t sleep that long in bed, i still wake at my normal time without an alarm but with cat help, i just get out of bed and i’m just dizzy with exhaustion. (Usually metaphorically. today, literally.) but i wake up, i get myself together, i go about my business. and then, if i have a moment, at late morning, or early afternoon, or late afternoon, i will lie down for a moment, and if i don’t do something to prevent it i will sleep two hours. and then come evening, an hour earlier than usual, i will go to bed, and i will sleep until my usual time. endlessly. normally i can get by on 6-7 hours in a night, with a good 8 hour lie in on weekends, but no more.

anyway. i don’t have time for that, unless i give up everything but work. i have been leaving work slightly early, and not going in any earlier. i’m paid hourly, who gives a shit. i’m tired.

but, other than that, i do feel fine. the pokey mans has helped me remember to get up from my desk and walk around sometimes at least.

the pokey mans remains… mostly fun. i occasionally hit snags. i finally posted in frustration in the local Discord asking for tips on beating the one boss I just couldn’t manage (Giovanni, if you’re familiar), and the collective wisdom was, get better guys, which i was like i’m trying, and they were like no really, friend all of us, and whoever makes ultra with you first, we’ll meet up at the weekly raid nite and we’ll trade you a better guy, and I said i don’t have anything cool to trade back? and three different people were like i don’t need anything back i have extra guys, please take one. so that was actually a really nice interaction.

Every Wednesday is Raid Night, which is apparently universal– from 6-7pm, wherever you are, there are simultaneous raids and mega raids and whatnot. Our local group is smaller than it once was, and so has condensed: one guy coordinates a “raid train” that goes down Hertel Ave, which is a dense urban street with a ton of gyms, and so he opens the remote lobbies of successive gyms at like. seven-minute intervals? somebody did the math at some point. And that’s enough time to get from one to the next on foot for a fair distance, but it’s also of course very easy for remote raiders to dial in.

It doesn’t cost them anything if I tag along– you can only send so many invites, but if you’re in person you can just physically bop into the lobby. So there I was, with my tiny little guys, and a half-dozen level 45+ veterans with huge leveled-up mega pokemons dialed in, and I would gamely swing at the raid boss a couple of times and meanwhile the other half-dozen people would pummel the thing into the ground in a matter of seconds.

I’ve tagged along twice now, and I can manage like. Three gyms before I’m frozen. This time I brought Dude along, and he sat in a bar and drank a beer and ate some cheese sticks, and after about half an hour I came puffing back along the street and hopped onto the barstool next to him and got some chicken fingers and chattered about the great pokey mans I just caught. He’s having a stressful time at work so it was good to get him out of the house.

I’m trying to find it all fun and funny, and mostly I’m succeeding, but I’m just so tired.

I did clear out a bunch of old drafts so my queue should be interesting for a bit.

I’m writing, it’s just not getting finished. But I’m writing. I’ll get there. (Your picture was not posted)