So.
You may have noticed me launching an anthology recently. Instead of continuing my cyberpunk story, with deadline swiftly approaching. Or continuing my other ongoing stories. Basically instead of anything I'd planned to do this month.
Goal Progress: 148% Edit: Make that 219%
You guys are amazing. Seriously.
I'm expecting Paypal's collectors to hound me a little more. The left hand and the right hand may not be speedy in talking to each other, and there's physical mail involved in this process, which slows everything else down. But they'll be hounding me while I have a positive balance to show, and that makes all the difference.
With the state of the world, only a matter of time before I needed to get familiar with how GoFundMe works.
Takes a special kind of day to make me want to crawl back into bed and wait for tomorrow when it isn't even noon yet.
Well. Given that my sleep "schedule" can be roughly defined as "an owl with a crack habit" thanks to rampant insomnia with a side of panic attacks, there are days when I'm still in bed at noon, but let's set aside those minor details.
See the previous blog post for the situation, and here for the GoFundMe I'm talking about.
So, I've had a busy time this week.
To catch up the new followers: Original blog post, 1st Update, 2nd Update (middle section of the multi-blog)
It's sad to see next year will be the last BronyCon, but I do hope this won't kill the fandom, I believe Bronies and fans of FiM will transcend beyond Friendship is Magic, because I myself being someone who is a Brony and has been in the fandom since 2015 has strong faith that Bronies will never end, even if the show ends, we will go beyond to the G5 show, I am sort of looking forward to G5, and yes, I may have some doubts in G5, but we will see how things go when it starts.
It's really a case of "when" rather than "if" with Covid, isn't it? And managing to dodge it for almost four years is a pretty good record. That's what I've been telling myself, anyway.
May 30, Sunday. It's finally clicked. Another day I like to go easy on, and it's finally got to me. I always detested my entire family. I never desired their presence, because they were always there. I never went to them or made any point of paying visits, because they would always come to me whether I asked them or not. What now? I would tell them to leave me alone, and they occasionally would. Now I'll never see my brother, my mother, my father, or my cousins again. I have long since
June first. Tuesday. It's once again Tuesday, and officially over a week since we've been transported minutes to hours into the future except Sweet Stuff and the Hadley's, who will soon follow this time tomorrow or by mid week. I don't know how much longer keeping the date will be relevant, but I want to keep it such as best I can. It'll keep me from going insane, even if it makes me neurotic, if that makes any sense.
Nineteenth of June. After having gone to the coastline I have finally reestablished just how much pollution has ceased. To our knowledge only two vehicles have been in motion in these parts, and only one is combustion based.
May Twenty Ninth, Saturday. Oh, boy, what a Saturday. I never planned on my next Saturday being like this, the end of the world as we know it notwithstanding. Today I finally got to a couple of things I had planned on, but not before a couple of things I hadn't planned on. Recall the frantic lady we met yesterday? She had another episode today. This same morning before we got down to business, I also had a run in with the kind lizard woman. Vinnie. An incident involving a drink. And
I have been busy again. Busy making me speedy recovery. Having the bug by me side has been the best thing in my life. He makes my pain subside, leaves me feeling empty, and fall asleep, or like I should do so. I woke up stronger than I was the evening before, but still not like it's enough to get up out of bed. Sweet Stuff has been keeping me company for moral support, even if she doesn't do anything physical.
I couldn't believe it. Would not. There's just no way. After years of stashing away a fortune, stuff my mattress with cash, run my own business, this witch just takes it all away from me in an instant. Worse, I lose my neighbor. There's just no justice. Is it right? Is it fair? No, no, absolutely not! I'll get her. I'll get her if it takes me a century. If it is the last thing I ever do! If I have to use this flask she gave me and its contents, I will.. but I won't use them yet.
I can't stand it. I'll not go back to that hellhole. I saw what it did to Alex, and I'll not let it get to me. I had the wind knocked out of me, and rapidly felt weak just being in that car. No way they'll drag me into their cavern. I was boozing myself to oblivion per usual when the HPI scum tried to buy me out of the place. Fortunately for me, and for Vinnie, she stood her ground. She didn't sell me out. Yet when they fled with news they'd come back for us, we all took off. I don't
The eighteenth of June, Sunday. As promised, the Hadleys did as they told. Along with Val, Will, Sweet, and Anthony, we got in and went to the coastline. The arrangements weren't tough as they otherwise would be, as each of us is easily half our original size, give or take. None of us have actually measured. Where it would be one to a seat, we may now sit two to a seat. Then I suspect folding and compacting is a thing, you know.? Same mass, smaller package and all that. Like origami.
I can't take much more of this. What am I doing here? More than all else, I'd like to go home. Yet this is home now, is it? But no one likes me here. I have just brought a body back, this time a fresh one, one I had unintentionally killed. I don't even know how I did that. Am I being senselessly oblivious? In recent date, I lost our mentor. Friend. Neighbor. Clot friend.
June Thirteen. Second full day since I lost us our companion in this disaster. This is terrible. Not only that, I saw somebody die. Now I have prepared it for a meal. I have always been eccentric and macabre, but I have never been evil. What low will I stoop to next?
I woke up early. Much earlier than usual. It's currently the earlier hours of the afternoon for June third, but it feels much longer than it usually is, likely on account that something woke me up around one AM.
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