Quick-March

Hey! It's March, Russia invaded Ukraine, and I am still alive, as I'm sure those of you who care have already guessed. On Sunday I made the mistake of drinking a sample sparkling water with hemp extracts in it, which interacted badly with the roster of drugs I'm already on and caused me to sleep literally all day yesterday. Then I got up at 8:00 AM this morning and thought: Holy shit, enough of that. My clock has been so permanently skewed for most of February that i haven't been able to get to sleep until at least 6:00 AM, which means my days have been (let's put it this way) very short and inactive. Nothing has gotten done, aside from hella doodling.

So obviously, change is needed. Today will hopefully help. I've decided to go back to my pre-third dose/possible brush with Covid idea of getting up and walking around the block or so every time I feel like taking a nap, so that when I finally do get to sleep I can do so reasonably quickly and stay that way until tomorrow. Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha ha ha.

Anyhow. I finally got paid for [the secret project], which is nice. Still haven't heard shit from any of those people since, which is...eh. More and more, I don't think I added much to that, which is a pity; then again, if I fucked up, that's on me. I had fun. And all they ever owed me was that money.

Today, I think, will mainly be spent answering email I've been avoiding while sunk in the slough of despond. And then. And then.