First of all, I'm now somehow looking forward to Wickhills even more than I already was <.< But also I love finding new-to-me words when reading, and I hope I'm able to afford bookish nerds the same sorts of joy and excitement every once in a while in my own works <3

So a Book 2 issue I've been pondering for the better part of ~4-5 months just solved itself while I was showering And it means more biomagical funsies, too! :D

So, I've had my new cane for <24hrs It's already saved my ass <.< Housemate left the fucking air freshener on in his room and I guess it didn't stay contained Halfway up the stairs my lungs stopped working so well XP (Am okay now, but it took cane + bannister to ensure that) Canes are awesome!

I've had an interaction with a friend on my mind for a sec I've been following a particular webserial for years, and gotten several friends into it, too The author commissions *a lot* of art, both for fun + pub Friend sent me a newly-released image of one character, who's a guy

There's a very specific flavor of joy when a friend you haven't seen or spoken to in far too long reaches out It's a wonderful feeling, and also a very friendly balm given I was having a little friend-just-left-town-after-visiting blues Teleportation needs to become available sooner damnit

While my friend is here, we've started watching The Residence (Netflix) We're two episodes in, and I've been cackling my way through Cordelia Cupp is a treasure It's also caused a household resurgence of a memetic mutation off of 🎶 Too Many Cooks 🎶 (from Adult Swim ages ago) 🎶 Too Many Dudes 🎶

I need to get up and do a little more tidying then shower before my friend arrives ~5:30ish But the bed is cozy And my cattos are cuddly The sky is gray And I am a slugabug

El has been doing incredible work on both developmental edits and copy edits for my WIP series And that's in spite of grief, an incessant cavalcade of migraines, and this summer's relentlessly brutal heat waves They're so close to having a little more stability, can we help get them over the line?

Hades is a wonderful artist who needs an MRI to diagnose significant lower spinal fuckeries which emerged whilst receiving care for multiple debillitating, still-being-characterized conditions Their ko-fi goal is at 73% Let's help them inch closer to finding answers + getting the care they need

I'd appreciate if my body could stop pitching a temper tantrum My carefully paced cleaning efforts appear to have triggered a full-on MCAS + endo flare -.- Meanwhile, one of my friends is visiting for a few days Aug 2nd-5th I have like 40ish hrs to try and get this flare under control >.<

Me: *all caps ranting in my housemate's DMs* Housemate: I don't understand, how does your body even work? Me: *entering my Joker era* That's the thing; it fucking doesn't! 🙃

My organization leans a little...chaotic XD I try to cluster an author's works together, and related vibes or subjects together The queer chunks of my personal library are most prominently displayed The shelves are also shared with my plushies, which complicates things XD

Let's see...(fudging a few years) 1. Air Force Pilot --> Antique Furniture Dealer --> Antique Reproductions Dealer + Catdad 2. Waitress --> SAHM 3. Carpenter + General Contractor + Freemason 4. Gardener So still drowning in furniture with 1, or moving way too fucking often with 3

I think I might have just hit a home run with this rewritten chunk of Book 2 <.< We stan navigating complicated, neurospicy communication We also stan giving zero fucks about externally-imposed sensibilities regarding gender performance

This image contains a handy laminated vascular diagram the surgeons had with the clots they extracted from mom laid out with rulers for scale (cropped so no other squick sources) Mom also developed three pulmonary embolisms after this surgery, plus pneumonia XP

So many of the eyes remain, yearning to be unleashed Someday, they will be free But not yet

Housemate says his favorite are the tube ones (e.g. the Blistex and toothpaste), the floss, Mr. Peanut, and the door

Then around lunch he encountered a few of the kitchen ones

Further bathroom googly eye pics

So, it nears lunchtime and my housemate *thinks* he's finally found all the basement ones [Note: I can guarantee he hasn't yet, but he might eventually] He goes up to the upstairs bathroom to pee

A later update added a pair of additional findings: 2 on his lip balm 2 on his mic stand

Eventually, as antics eventually are wont to do, they made it over to the group chat

Reactions unfolded slowly, but excellently (and yes I'm including some image highlights)

Update: Hilarity is ensuing, more info later But know that it's definitely proven worth the $5 this cost to tack onto an order I already had to make

THE BEACONS ARE LIT! GONDOR CALLS FOR AID!

I have a very friend-shaped fluffernutter named Justify! (He's not blurry in a pic for once! Getting non-blurry pics of an energetic little wobblecat is an adventure)

Tried the Just Noticable Difference thing going around I turned my phone's blue light filtration off for this; I nailed the blues every single time, but had lost red-end discernment by the end for sure www.keithcirkel.co.uk/whats-my-jnd...

My plush collection came up in a convo yesterday So now I've got a decent pic of the portion residing on my bookshelves! ("Overflow crew" - those residing in my office - to come Later:tm: after I head upstairs at some point) Plush list in alt text, with bonus book list

Anywho, all of this is meant as rambling solidarity and commisseration (I struggle to remember to eat consistently, morbidly hilarious when contrasted with docs obsessing about my weight XP Yes my eating trends disordered, but not the way they think :P) Bonus: Have a meme that is very me-coded