Stuff

We seem to have successfully rebooted my cat, and he's now working properly. So that's something.

Went through the PantheaCon schedule and sort of tentatively worked out what things I'd like to attend, barring resolution of conflicts and depending on my mood and capacity. At the moment, I don't have much conflict on major rituals I want to go to -- since I'll be staying at the hotel, I'll be able to get to the Pomba without a problem, nothing conflicts with one of the seidh slots, I'll get to the Bast ritual at last, I need to pick between a Feri ritual and a Brighid one, and elfwreck's Discordian ritual.

Need to do packing and prep for trip, which would require actually facing the fact that I'm running low on time to do packing and prep for trip. (And back to my hostile relationship with linear time.)

Word to remember: Amphisbaena

While I'm glad to know I'm still quite skilled at driving myself mad, I do not currently need the practice. So I would like to stop now. Especially since mostly I'm being stressy about the fact that my stress is silly.

To-do list

Thing I forgot to complain about yesterday -- I went and looked at one of those silly quizzy things because shaddragon was procrastinating up a storm last night, one that purported to determine what sorts of men one found sexually attractive. It had no geeky boys at all on it. And definitely no geeky boys with nice shoulders. It is, therefore, defective. (It is also defective for other reasons, but that is the primary mode of its defect as far as I'm concerned.)

( To-do. Boring. )