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Jun. 27th, 2018 12:42 pmI've got nothing for the Supreme Court today except enraged screaming. Absolutely nothing. I want to set fire to everything, I am livid. And tired, and afraid. When I started writing this it was yesterday with the terrible SCOTUS decisions and now that I'm writing this today with the Kennedy retirement it's still true.
Especially tired because for the last several nights I've been having either very vivid dreams or no dreams of significance but waking up in the middle of the very early morning, roll over and go back to sleep because I have an hour left on my alarm, sleep through my alarm with absolutely horrible nightmares involving cat mutilation and zombies. The end result being that I am tired and jittery all day.
... Which I think I just realized that my nightmares and vivid dreams date back to the start of the camps hitting the news, so that's fun.
I'm tired. Constant panic over the future of my rights, my house, my life, my cats, my boyfriend, my bodily autonomy, it's tiring.
I did make an appointment for a follow-up on my thyroid medications and my asthma meds, I may talk with the doc then about a hormonal IUD because, heh. It's not even the birth control part of birth control that I really need, it's the part where I would like to be sane for more than two weeks out of every four at best. I may also ask him about the persistent muscle pain in the area of my hip, but I'm running under the assumption that if it were a problem with an ovary or a fallopian tube or other in that system I'd feel a lot more than what amounts to a mild muscle cramp. And I did determine that the vet doesn't need an appointment to just take blood and do bloodwork for the cat, so we can go in any morning next week. Good on that.
Work is... happening? Slowly? It was happening faster until the last couple of days. But it's happening. Jude is getting edited although I need to get better about remembering to mark where I left off. Pilot of Seville is coming along, I finished the first three chapters' worth and now I'm just frantically writing to get the cohesive story done. I need to come up with a novella to submit to Tor. I have two stories out with no response yet, I should find other places to submit to but eh. That's like work, maybe next week. And I'm slowly and crankily working on other projects, so that's good.
I will keep going. I will support others, I will fight, I will vote, I will keep going. Because this is my goddamn country and the assholes currently in charge will not take that away from me or any of the others they consider inferior. But right now I am so goddamn tired.
Especially tired because for the last several nights I've been having either very vivid dreams or no dreams of significance but waking up in the middle of the very early morning, roll over and go back to sleep because I have an hour left on my alarm, sleep through my alarm with absolutely horrible nightmares involving cat mutilation and zombies. The end result being that I am tired and jittery all day.
... Which I think I just realized that my nightmares and vivid dreams date back to the start of the camps hitting the news, so that's fun.
I'm tired. Constant panic over the future of my rights, my house, my life, my cats, my boyfriend, my bodily autonomy, it's tiring.
I did make an appointment for a follow-up on my thyroid medications and my asthma meds, I may talk with the doc then about a hormonal IUD because, heh. It's not even the birth control part of birth control that I really need, it's the part where I would like to be sane for more than two weeks out of every four at best. I may also ask him about the persistent muscle pain in the area of my hip, but I'm running under the assumption that if it were a problem with an ovary or a fallopian tube or other in that system I'd feel a lot more than what amounts to a mild muscle cramp. And I did determine that the vet doesn't need an appointment to just take blood and do bloodwork for the cat, so we can go in any morning next week. Good on that.
Work is... happening? Slowly? It was happening faster until the last couple of days. But it's happening. Jude is getting edited although I need to get better about remembering to mark where I left off. Pilot of Seville is coming along, I finished the first three chapters' worth and now I'm just frantically writing to get the cohesive story done. I need to come up with a novella to submit to Tor. I have two stories out with no response yet, I should find other places to submit to but eh. That's like work, maybe next week. And I'm slowly and crankily working on other projects, so that's good.
I will keep going. I will support others, I will fight, I will vote, I will keep going. Because this is my goddamn country and the assholes currently in charge will not take that away from me or any of the others they consider inferior. But right now I am so goddamn tired.