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I can't language today. Or rather I can but it takes funny patterns, being less formal than I ought, realizing that I don't spell dialogue like other Americans or something like that. Is dialogue the British spelling or just an alternate American one? Because dialog with no ue looks very odd to me. And I also spell cancelled with the double el, which Firefox and Chrome think is all right but which my email program at work says is incorrect. I need to remember to school it next time I send that email.

In news that surprises absolutely no one, Herman Cain's tax reform plan favors the already rich. Go on, find your jars with your surprised faces, I'll wait.

I did at least manage to relax last night. Get a fair few tags done and watch Blues Brothers, which, no, I hadn't yet seen. I have no idea how I managed not to see this, with a jazz/rock musician for a father not to mention the copious other musicians I hung around or was related to as a child, but I did. Either that or I saw it when I was too young to remember and then never saw it again. But it was good, it was fun, and it was just what the doctor ordered after a long day of work. A day of back to work but not too much work. Is good.

Now I just need to deal some with my to-do list, write, and catch up on tags. Easy-peasy.

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Tired. Tired tired tired tired. Tired. I'm not entirely sure why I'm so tired, but I'm definitely going to bed on time tonight. Maybe just anxieties about work and supplies and laying in stuff for the shows. But, I am getting back on track with exercise, language, and music routines. All those good things. And slowly getting back on track with writing, tags, everything else. I feel like this is the first time I've gotten back to normal since I got back from Dragon*Con. But I am not going bad and looking over old entries to see what exactly has been keeping me from being normal because I'll probably be even more tired and then my head will explode.

I'm working on a series of Nanowrimo icons that should go up soon. I should actually be working on the outline for my novel, but no. Icons! This is sort of like being an adult for two weeks and then saying no, fuck it, stupid internet games forever. Only with the me going back to outline later, probably. Right now, though, just icons.

Still not watching the GOP debate. The comments from my friends on Twitter are actually far more entertaining. And there's just something far too disheartening about the fact that half our country's duly (if not always properly) elected representatives don't actually give a damn about the people they're supposed to be representing, in what is supposed to be the world's bastion of democracy. I read something today that said our economic and infrastructure and standard of living imbalance was more akin to people in Russia and Iran. And if I go too far along that line of thinking I really will get too depressed, so I'm going to stop now.

Hmm. While I'm at it, maybe I'll retool that politics icon, it doesn't look quite right.

Oh, there was one more thing. I've fallen in love with Dwight from Haven. Who is played by Edge. A wrestler. There are no words for how confused and entertained this makes me, you guys, normally even the wrestlers who have turned to acting aren't my thing. I mean, yes, wrestling is kind of like chewing the scenery while you perform outrageous stunts, but they're not usually my type. But dear god, Dwight, he's such a mastiff puppy, I want to take him home and cuddle and pet him forever. Also, he totally should have played Sabretooth.