I’m still sick and tired, though I think I’m on the mend. I can tell because I’m grumpier than usual, which is the hallmark of me recovering. I’m at my grumpiest when I’m around eighty percent recovered in part because I’m so fucking tired of being sick. It’s also because my sleep starts getting jacked… Continue Reading
I. Am. So. Tired of being sick. I know I have to go to the doc, but I’m not good at making doctor appointments. I am thrilled about the snow, which is appreciable. Anywhere from nine inches to a foot, and I’m hoping we get more in the near future. I have the sniffles and… Continue Reading
I’ve been cutting back drastically on politics because it’s overwhelming. The government shutdown, religious discrimination against non-Christians, and a whole plethora of other issues that are just too much to bear. I don’t see it ending any time soon, and I don’t see a solution, so I’m going to keep my mouth shut for now.… Continue Reading
I’ve been depressed for the past few months. I’ve written about it before, but I’d like to expand on it a bit. I lost my Raven over a year ago, then a month later, I got really sick. Sicker than I have been in quite some time. I started getting better, then went to the… Continue Reading
I just finished my umpteenth rewatch of Poirot (David Suchet. He is the only one in my mind), and I have a few thoughts on it and my popular media consumption in general. I wrote a post about the show specifically, so I’ll keep that part brief and move on to the broader issues in… Continue Reading
Feeling pretty low (physically), so I’m taking today off completely. Here’s classic Maru. Continue Reading
I am still fighting off the third round of this cold, and it’s wearying. Not only on my body, but also on my soul. My body doesn’t know its own mind. I’m tired all the time, but I cannot sleep. This should indicate I’m getting better because I have a long, sordid history with sleep… Continue Reading
Still fighting off a new round of crud. It’s cold and snowy (yay), which makes driving…interesting. I heard a good speech on MLK Jr. on NPR, but I had to get over the preachification cadence that I find off-putting. He brought up something I didn’t know–by the time MLK Jr. was assassinated, he had a… Continue Reading
I’m fighting off round three of the crud I’ve been having, so I’m going to forgo the post I was going to write on a new theory I’m crafting and save it for another day. Instead, I’m going to sit back, watch the snow fall, and watch as my Vikings find a creative way to… Continue Reading
Ed. Note: Astute POOG readers will realize that I haven’t tackled goop nonsense in quite some time. The reason is twofold. One is because I watched an interview with Gwyneth Paltrow (the things I do for POOG!), and she talked about how watching her father waste away from cancer started her on the path to all… Continue Reading