mood
Still enjoying some of the emotional surplus from finding out my Unfortunate Interpersonal Estrangement is not half as dire as I'd thought. Hope is still at the months-to-years range, by which point Peg might well have already dragged me to NOLA, but... I'll take what I can get. Still fairly chipper.
And overcaffeinated. And ornery. I've been eerily productive, liable to finish up my workweek two whole days early. Wanna get back to work on Parallax. Also wanna find some Proud Boys to maul.
mood
(that should be "reading quietly.")