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Wheeeeeeeeee.
I spent basically all of today on a bus, which was DEEPLY NOT OKAY. I mean, it is what it is, but it was just so fucking exhausting to be on a bus for almost three hours longer than I was supposed to be. This is what we do to avoid paying extra money. Or fly.
Ultimately, the New York trip was a Roaring Success! I am very pleased to have gotten out there, to have spent time with mom and Barb and dad and Maia, and to have go seen lovely shows and the like. That being said, I am _extremely happy_ to be back home, curled up in bed, writing my words and watching Jeopardy on Netflix. Just...kinda mindless! I know that tomorrow I go back to the real world and work and stuff (although the seniors are gone, so work is a lot less so).
The other downside of the Bus Ride From Hell was that there was a lot of traffic...and the bus driver was not very good at The Traffic Game. When you're shitty at the traffic game, you make your passengers much more prone to carsickness. So...basically after the first hour, I was vaguely queasy the entire time. It was...yeahhh. This meant I couldn't really do anything to entertain myself --reading books makes it worse, fucking around on the phone makes it worse, traffic is non-conducive to drawing, and I'm not the kind of asshole to talk aloud on the phone while on a bus. So I dozed the entire time, mostly not actually sleeping.
I managed some actually entertaining daydreaming, but then they kept getting dragged into generalized anxiety and totally absurd fantasies about doing stuff like successfully blackmailing Jeff Bezos into donating his fortune to the ACLU or whatever. That is one of the less anxious things I thought about for a while on the bus.
It's _very hard_ to feel comfortable or sane right now, in a world that is falling down around our ears.
Anyways, I'm building up to the last few weeks of school/work, and then it is PINEWOODS!. Well no, then there's a brief visit by Alys and Pinewoods prep. At some point I need to settle down and figure out the rest of my summer --I know it will involve moving throughout August, and I wanna go visit the parents for a bit, but like..is there time to organize anything else in there? Or should I just plan on flopping around as much as possible?
Oh yeah, and also there's an AGM for the Bellsfolx, which I'm not really in charge of in any way...but the boyf is, and there's a certain extent to which I anticipate playing host-spouse.
I dunno. I'm pretty tired and babbly tonight, but that's what happens when you don't _do_ anything all day. I wish I'd had more of a chance to do _anything_ on the bus, even just some mindless gaming, but c'est la vie.
Hope y'all are well!
I spent basically all of today on a bus, which was DEEPLY NOT OKAY. I mean, it is what it is, but it was just so fucking exhausting to be on a bus for almost three hours longer than I was supposed to be. This is what we do to avoid paying extra money. Or fly.
Ultimately, the New York trip was a Roaring Success! I am very pleased to have gotten out there, to have spent time with mom and Barb and dad and Maia, and to have go seen lovely shows and the like. That being said, I am _extremely happy_ to be back home, curled up in bed, writing my words and watching Jeopardy on Netflix. Just...kinda mindless! I know that tomorrow I go back to the real world and work and stuff (although the seniors are gone, so work is a lot less so).
The other downside of the Bus Ride From Hell was that there was a lot of traffic...and the bus driver was not very good at The Traffic Game. When you're shitty at the traffic game, you make your passengers much more prone to carsickness. So...basically after the first hour, I was vaguely queasy the entire time. It was...yeahhh. This meant I couldn't really do anything to entertain myself --reading books makes it worse, fucking around on the phone makes it worse, traffic is non-conducive to drawing, and I'm not the kind of asshole to talk aloud on the phone while on a bus. So I dozed the entire time, mostly not actually sleeping.
I managed some actually entertaining daydreaming, but then they kept getting dragged into generalized anxiety and totally absurd fantasies about doing stuff like successfully blackmailing Jeff Bezos into donating his fortune to the ACLU or whatever. That is one of the less anxious things I thought about for a while on the bus.
It's _very hard_ to feel comfortable or sane right now, in a world that is falling down around our ears.
Anyways, I'm building up to the last few weeks of school/work, and then it is PINEWOODS!. Well no, then there's a brief visit by Alys and Pinewoods prep. At some point I need to settle down and figure out the rest of my summer --I know it will involve moving throughout August, and I wanna go visit the parents for a bit, but like..is there time to organize anything else in there? Or should I just plan on flopping around as much as possible?
Oh yeah, and also there's an AGM for the Bellsfolx, which I'm not really in charge of in any way...but the boyf is, and there's a certain extent to which I anticipate playing host-spouse.
I dunno. I'm pretty tired and babbly tonight, but that's what happens when you don't _do_ anything all day. I wish I'd had more of a chance to do _anything_ on the bus, even just some mindless gaming, but c'est la vie.
Hope y'all are well!
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