having a decent but inert day, the jetlag is just kicking my ass. i have every idle pleasure available legally in ohio except for sleep, which effectively means I've done nothing today but watch bad movies with my parents, play armello, and eat cannoli dip and wedding soup.

i feel like that poor fucking ocelot in archer, just running around and around in a nearly empty room. i should really at least try to get some exercise tomorrow.

fortunately this gives me plenty of time to read news and contemplate sane, humane ideas like "how far could we fight our way into Goldman Sachs corporate hq with 500 queer socialists armed with kitchen knives"

or see if i can get through a 4th playthrough of the complete strong bad emails, which has been pretty rewarding actually

again, don't feel sorry for me, this is basically my week in the regeneration vats -- and i'll be able to appreciate seattle all over again in a week

also as my REM sleep recovers during the tolerance break, the nightmares have been pretty awesome, really

the only bad one involved me having a huge public meltdown and everybody being mad at me, but... you know, that got a huge bolus of mental ick out of my system, 'cause frankly I'd been feeling that way daily since I lost my shit this summer

everything else is just bizarro-seattle where there's a weird catastrophe or invasion every day, but it's not my fault so it's fine XD

the best ones are where my latent paranoid streak comes to the surface and you're all witches or space blobs or from the cia or ate a bad computer chip or something and basically my brain casts you in my own personal hitchcock thriller where i have to run away from you

they're especially fun because usually my brain cheats and i have superpowers throughout the whole ordeal and you don't, sorry XD