Tired yesterday but I think I am over the 2nd dose side effects. Nothing of note, felt crummy and took some nyquil and then just unusually tired. I did have a really awful dream while on nyquil that I am mad at my brain for foisting on me. I want to write it into a short story, but it is some Black Mirror shit. I haven't seen Black Mirror, but I have heard good (?) things, just haven't had the right time to watch it, because everything has been awful as it is and I haven't had the heart to terrorize myself further. Anyway, I might write it up but put a big warning in front so nobody accidently steps in it. So if there's an entry that says "a short story you shouldn't read" or something like that, I am seriously not joking, it is messed up and it is totally cool if you don't want to put your brain in it. I wish my brain hadn't put me in it.

I'm still lurking in the epoxy tumbler, cricut, etsy, etc, subreddits. Why? Half cheap entertainment, half testing which way the wind is trending at the moment. I suppose being a secret snotbag about arts & crafts is one manifestation of my own narcissism. It really does fascinate me what drek people come up with. This is shite, and yet someone is bragging about making it, and other people are buying? Lols. Artificial self esteem injection, I suppose. Of all the things to be smug about, arts & crafts is one of the most stupid. Yet here we are. I should probably stop. If it's pure mental wankery, I should probably just stop.

It doesn't matter anymore. There are no more rules. Why try to play the game anymore, why obsess over the nuances and rumors, why try to calculate your place in the pack? I guess there is only one rule: figure out what you truly enjoy and do that. To hell with the rest. To the jingle-jail with the nonbelievers!

This thread is sad.

They deem me mad because I will not sell my days for gold;

and I deem them mad because they think my days have a price.

Kahlil Gibran

I should probably start reading books in the early morning. I checked out that protean self book online and was all excited, but sometimes the timing is off and no matter how much you want to read a book, you can't absorb it properly. I didn't get far into it. I should try again. I have good books on my bookshelf - I have a Kahlil Gibran treasury. There is a memorial for him in the city I want to go see before we move away. The museums are opening back up.

Moonrise Kingdom is our new favorite movie. We quote Fantastic Mr Fox and Grand Budapest Hotel at each other all the time, but somehow we'd missed a few of Wes Anderson's other movies. So we watched Darjeeling Limited and Moonrise Kingdom. Both are good but Moonrise has that delightful absurd jokes-within-jokes appeal that is somehow deadpan but hysterical. You could watch it ten times and still see something new. We love that.