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@awoofriend I can't seem to fave things right now. I get a 403 when I click the star.

@Alkani Yikes. I've kicked caffeine once before, and it was miserable before I sank back into the habit. I have better tools now, but what I'm trying to break is the carbonation, which I seem to recall is linked to kidney stones. The caffeine I'm... not so worried about. The coffee habit I borrowed from NightEyes at RAWR I have yet to give back. =n.n=

Today was the first round of writing critiques in months with my old RAWR group. That felt incredibly validating and positive, both in the help I can offer and in the feedback I got in return. Now I just have to apply the edits, but after two busy days, I really need some downtime.

@awoofriend Awuu

Tonight, I discovered that dutch ovens can be used as deep fryers.

I used it to make homemade onion rings, chicken tenders, beer-battered bacon, and sharp provolone wrapped in eggroll skins.

I should perhaps not be trusted with this power.

Tonight was glorious. Full write-up as and when I have time. Ritual of belonging successful, I hope. Signs point to positive at least. We had team shirts made, I invented multiple new foodcrimes, I got to share a kitchen with somebody who made smashburgers, another friend bought unusual sodas, and Amphora set up a hookah for us. Somebody left the hippo alone with the bowl, and now I am pleasantly cruising at an altitude of several million kilometers. It was a good day.

@Soreth We can help with that! Just look into this crystal.

Digestion of iron. You do the shit you need to do even when doing it makes you feel worse in the moment, because you feel better for having done it. There's no joy in the doing, only in the having done, but you can't get the joy of having done without doing. Hydrate. Eat your veggies. Get a walk. The mind is what the brain does, and the brain is an organ and needs to be treated as such.

Tired. Sore. Exhausted. Better.

@gcupc@glitch.social Inspired: Inscribing their name in the Last Book of the Forgotten, whose ink-hungry pages devour all trace of those destined to be eaten by the sands of time. Their children will be born to other parents, their ancestral lines cut. Their deeds will be dedicated to others, even their failures lost to dust.

@aldersprig@tootplanet.space They're definitely not a lot of fun. All of the old decorative plants have to go, the soil has to come up without damaging the oil tank buried under the front yard, and a new garden has to go in its place.

I am the hammer and the billet.
I am the bath and the quench.
I am the bellows and the breath.
I am the furnace and the flame.

I am the the foundry and the caster.
I am the the forge and the smith.

@aldersprig@tootplanet.space
1) My writing group's meeting to do a critique session; I have some line edits and formal critiques to write up.
2) Continuing to clean up the yard from the decorative garden past owners abandoned that became overgrown with thorns.
3) Four-thousand-ish words for the Patreon, a short story set after the events of Bonds that I want to get down before I forget.
4) Maybe plotting additional story content if I have time.

Long espresso and a strong coffee, black, sugar-free vanilla. I've been trying to kick soda because of the fear that it's contributing to kidney and bladder problems, but the loss of caffeine is fucking with me hard.

Daily Tarot: Eight of Swords, reversed.
Anger at myself for failing to succeed does me no good, but I would rightfully question the motivation of anybody else who claimed my level of dedication and then acted as I do.

"Follow through on your followthrough" is as true now as ever. Affirm your abilities, acknowledge your successes, and admit your failures. Do what needs doing in a spirit of self-love, accept when you can't or don't, ask why you didn't, and be honest with the answers.

I cannot even today. I went from a dream of being at a dance class with @ElectricKeet whose instructor continued to get sketchier over the course of the dream, including hiring college football teams to chase down people learning how to sidestep gracefully and feeding us unknown supplements to "improve our physique and metabolic responses to training" directly into (de)coherence and a splitting headache.

@typhlosion It's a salad. The halo is dressing.