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Doing somewhat better today. Had a ... not really a fight with the boy? I freaked out, he got impatient, then we both calmed down and talked it over. He doesn't think it's likely that Trump will become president (urk) over a Republican congress (URK URK), I think it's way more likely than he thinks and it makes me profoundly uncomfortable to the tune of at least one of the branches of my family abruptly stops for precisely this kind of scenario and I'm sure that's what they said in Germany, Poland, Spain, Argentina, Chile, I could go on. And did. At length. We didn't really reach any conclusions because, well, the elections haven't happened yet and there's several months to go, who the fuck knows. He did promise to hide me in an attic, which I think was his way of saying I get that you're scared, I get why, we'll figure something out if we have to.

I did at least go to bed having written something and hopefully having kicked that back into gear, since I started the morning also writing something. At the very least I went to bed not hysterical, which was a plus over most of yesterday.

(Is there a good word to describe completely fucking incapable of controlling the sobbing or the surging emotions that doesn't put down the person either for having the fit or for deciding that X is cause to do so? I like hysterical because it encompasses the degree of lack of control I feel when I get like that, but ugh the connotations/history of it.)

I'm still getting my passport renewed though. If nothing else, maybe we can take a trip up to Stratford for the festival someday. Or some other overseas trip to a country the boy is allowed to go to (past employment with the NSA type stuff long story).

In the meantime, today I'm stable enough to say "okay I'm making a folder of contingency plans and saving money but until then fuck you trump I live my life as I choose." We'll see how stable tomorrow is.

Roomie has passed one of two tests to graduate, today is the second and I don't know if I'll see her after but yay! Some of the second round of tomato seeds I planted have grown, some have not, so there should be some seed planting tonight when I get home. No capoeira because my back still fucking twitches. I am fucking going on saturday whether my back wants to cooperate or no, first it was the head cold, then it was my back, I am sick of this. Also there will be exercise tonight after gardening because I fucking say so. But other than that, things seem to be slowly getting back on track? Very slowly. Very, very slowly. Still sick of what feel to me like excuses and what probably look like to anyone outside my head and with logic look like a string of bad luck reasons why I can't do all the things I normally do. Ugh ugh.

... actually, to that end, let's keep another list today. Why not.

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I am so, so proud of myself for not getting into a screaming fight with any of the comics writers on my twitter feed, who normally I enjoy, who are defending the stupidass decision of Marvel comics to make Captain America a big fat frikkin Nazi. I did not yell. I barely even subtweeted given that I didn't say anything more pointed than what everyone else was saying.

So, Wednesday Reads. I keep meaning to do this and it keeps not happening. What have I read in the meantime.

I managed to charge through all of Oliver Potzsch's Hangman's Daughter books published to date. I'd actually read the first one a while ago, remembered I liked it, and picked them up again and devoured them partly as a means of amusing myself while my body fucked with me. They're originally in German as I understand it, and they're historical mysteries based on his genealogical research. And being mysteries they are kind of samey samey if you're not into that kind of thing; I am, and there was enough overall development of the characters to keep me entertained too.

I started Karen Memory, not far enough into it yet to get a good impression, and read a couple chapters of Flying Too High (Kerry Greenwood, the Phryne Fisher books) before I realized I'd actually finished this before, so I need to find the next one now. I know where the fourth and fifth books are on my Kindle! Can't find the third and may need to re-upload.

Graphic Novels! I think I've worked my way through Saga as far as it's been published in trade paperback form, and while I'm not sure how much I like all of the decisions (a couple of the deaths, some of the character choices) I'm definitely sure I'm enjoying the series. Also Lying Cat is the best. I love Lying Cat. I think I want to be Lying Cat.

Bitch Planet was amazing and I need more. I don't know if there's going to be more, but I need more. I love everyone. There was capoeira, which was hilarious and unexpected and excellent. Basically it is based on exploitation/blaxsploitation? specifically? flicks, so there's some of that going on, the caricaturization and exaggeration. and yet, not exaggerated that much, which is the scary part. But as a wish fulfillment comic it was amazing.

I picked up Black Magic collected #1 and Copperhead collected #1, both of which featured no-nonsense clever and badass cop women of their own type, the first being also a witch and the second being a western planet type one. Both good! Neither of them stand out particularly much other than if you're looking for chick-centered action comics in either genre I definitely recommend them. I enjoyed them and do not regret, and will get more if/when they come out.

And. No, I actually think that's it, because I still haven't managed to get Hawkeye or Megalopolis or any of those. Bollocks. But still, there you go. Wednesday reads, things I have been enjoying. Also a lot of what I've been "reading" these days is drawing texts.