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I have no idea how much my sense of excessive cold has to do with the weather, and how much has to do with my health. For that matter, I have no idea how much my health has to do with my current hormone cycle, how much to do with my depleted internal resources, and how much to do with a hypothetical actual illness.
I persist in being unable to draw, which aggravates me immensely. (I was trying to draw conceptualisations or representations of my aspects, which crashed and burned. I may have another go at the mecha notion if I get the conceptual issues untangled; maybe I can do the black-and-white thing I do for drawing sometimes, at which I am not awful. If I can get the conceptual stuff untangled.)
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sstaten, which was nice, but I seem to have sunk into this miasma of dissatisfaction and mild headache since then, which is No Fun Whatsoever. The best I can manage at the moment is a mild humorous note that the book sitting on the shelves next to me seems, at random glances, to have the title Wraith: The Oblivious.
Okay, now the brain is wandering off in a pondering of white vine illumination again, which seems much more productive than sitting and sulking. Bunny puppy. Gonna try this drawing thing again now. . . .
I persist in being unable to draw, which aggravates me immensely. (I was trying to draw conceptualisations or representations of my aspects, which crashed and burned. I may have another go at the mecha notion if I get the conceptual issues untangled; maybe I can do the black-and-white thing I do for drawing sometimes, at which I am not awful. If I can get the conceptual stuff untangled.)
I conquered a little misbehaving code earlier for
sstaten, which was nice, but I seem to have sunk into this miasma of dissatisfaction and mild headache since then, which is No Fun Whatsoever. The best I can manage at the moment is a mild humorous note that the book sitting on the shelves next to me seems, at random glances, to have the title Wraith: The Oblivious.Okay, now the brain is wandering off in a pondering of white vine illumination again, which seems much more productive than sitting and sulking. Bunny puppy. Gonna try this drawing thing again now. . . .