Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

but who would be the best fit to direct the movie adaptation of the Silmarillion? since it's a pretty safe bet that David Lynch has effectively retired I'm pretty sure that leaves it a toss up between Peter Chung and Lloyd Kaufman

I was a good boy, girl or whatever the hell gender I actually am and I cooked a fuckton of noodles instead of spending more money. VEGAN even.

https://gofund.me/654e4de6

fine, ain't like I have tons of money to throw at getting people the hell out of this crap situation but here, maybe someone else does.

video interview 2 done, no thanks to fuckin' Teams deciding that now was a great time to choke up. Hopefully I can troubleshoot Teams later and after video interview 3 I can fill my day with nothing but thoughts about D&D, MAYBE picking up more Mandarin, MAYBE getting congee or a big froofy crepe.

Today's gonna be another three (thankfully remote) interview day, and more than one interview trashes me out completely, but given my luck with interviews, it's not like this hurts my chances. And anyway, I got a good cup of coffee, a tiny amount of drawing time and I got to pet a couple of dogs.

definitely a morning worth of noticing that, if there's something which supports beliefs that I'm innately flawed, different and isolated from my peers, and about to be rejected, my intrusive thoughts will grab it and REALLY run with it.

wow, my stomach really did NOT like using the remaining olive tapenade on those vegan ravioli.

oops, apparently in addition to the sing along upstairs neighbors and the screaming kids upstairs neighbors (suspect these are the same folks) my other upstairs neighbor's practicing aikido again or something.

my upstairs neighbors are having another sing along party this evening. Because really what I need to propel me out of being sad is being pissed the fuck off. At least THIS time I don't have work tomorrow, but I still hope they're done before 1200 let alone 0200.

there must be something else
there must be something good
far away
far away from here
far away
far away from here
far away
far away from here
far away
far away from here,
and I'll be here for good.

not me having a crying jag to Tom Waits

not me following that up by listening to Two Coffins by Against Me

all the things I have yet to lose will someday be gone too
back into annihilation
all things must change maybe it's better off that way
I wish that you'd never change.

Sure, since I'm drinking;

She's my only true love
She's all that I think of
look here, in my wallet, that's her
she grew up on a farm, there's
a place on my arm
where I've written her name next to mine
See, I just can't live without her
and I'm her only boy
She grew up outside McHenry
in Johnsburg, Illinois

here's where my mind is at rn;

I grab various stuff from my library to read on the toilet, so spotting an old Dragon magazine in my bathroom with the article "The Magic of Kyuss" set off singing "Lick Doo" while making dinner

@frost in all seriousness, thank you for reminding me to listen to the Green Tara Mantra.

https://youtu.be/gWCl_JWfmw4?si=8AmU8jAJBkXi0jp1

at 1:50 swivels in chair frantically making NYAO DAKKA DAKKA noises

"AI apps on your phone will be able to tell if you're depressed"

me in 3 years "well this thing's broken, it's sending me alerts daily"

my original plan was "these beans and rice are going to be pretty good, or I'll try to salvage them by dumping kochujang all over them," and they're pretty good, but I'm still pondering dumping kochujang all over them

what if I used today as an excuse to visit a bakery?

the combination of watching other people get a dream come true, with everything that comes out of job hunting (including holding off on weed in case there's a drug test), definitely doesn't feel great.

I don't need to spend money on congee, do I?