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Last night, I couldn't sleep with anxiety. Stayed up till around 4 am playing Fire Emblem Fates in a grip.

Go with Grandma to a luncheon drink/food thing with her extended senior group. I steam a dozen tamales, make queso, pick out a white wine gift.

I make it half an hour before I'm outside watching the river, avoiding the quite elderly talk about their love of Fox News & Trump. Their hate of anything not white and/or male, basically. Fuck their noise. Back to FE:FATES

Confrontational - The Burning Dawn (Full Album 2017)

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Sis got me a sous vide with a vacuum bag kit. So far, I've made:

Ribeye at 130 for three hours, seasoned and bagged with garlic cloves, white onion, yellow pepper, asparagus tips.

Rip-off Starbucks egg bites, in quiche mini-dishes, bottomed with bacon, green pepper, gouda cheese at 172 for an hour.

Good Eats carnitas. Pork loin seasoned and bagged with two halved tangerines, white and red onion, and garlic cloves. 165 for 18 hours.

Bonus: Fire Emblem Fates + Shadows.

Vantablack cat.

#invertedplaylist
https://chiptanaka.bandcamp.com/track/prizm

played a bunch of splatfest on the birthday, way too late last night.

working on a project or two today, with lots of coffee for stimuli.

re-didding the bedroom. bed against a whole nother wall, and the perspective change is a welcome one.

Prizm, by Chip Tanaka

from the album Django

Making my way through Threed in Earthbound again. I find myself enjoying the grind and weird item experimentation.

Just started up year two on Stardew Valley Switch. Between that and Mario Odyssey, the joy-cons are finally starting to live up to their name.

I caught a weekend matinee of Thor : Ragnarok, which worked just fine.

Current reads: Book 5 Redwood of The Familiar and Final Dossier : Twin Peaks.

Got mine birthday thirty-nine coming up shortly, and don't even want to think on it.

White Desert Bat #mastoart #art #illustration

Bird references abound: reading The Sparrow and drinking Famous Grouse.

Maybe I'll dream of birds when I turn in shortly, instead of weird shit like the other night when I dreamed someone died and came back as a podcast.