Today was the first day of the year that I heard Christmas music
playing. Now look, I don’t want to feed
into the idiotic “War on Christmas" conspiracy theory, but I could stand to
have at least two weeks (if not a month) between constantly hearing This Is Halloween and the deluge of It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas. But hey, I know it makes some people happy.
And plenty of other people a lot of money. And really, that’s what it’s all about.
Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In November: 933
Every day this week, I have awakened before my alarm, my
body telling me that I’ve overslept. And
that’s cool, that’s fine—I understand it’s a side effect of Daylight Savings
Time ending (or maybe it’s the 5G chip I got implanted along with my vaccine
getting switched on. Have you considered
that? Why haven’t you considered that?*),
but I will admit that it’s given me a bit of extra time each day this week (oh
shoot, it’s only Tuesday. That means it’s
been happening for only three days.
Sorry, let me delete the above paragraph).
Today was miserable weather--it was grey and rainy and cold, and
I doubt I’ll make it to the cabin tomorrow because of it (the snow that’s
presumably there), despite nearly killing myself there a week ago--and I was shivering
and unhappy without a jacket on in the morning, then in the afternoon, I’d put
on my jacket, but had to take it off again as I got all sweaty raking up wet,
heavy leaves from the lawn, before I jetted over to the library to get some words
in. I keep telling myself to do 500
words, at least. Push-ups Today: 100
Push-ups In November: 982
What I said at the first about the Christmas music? I keep hearing these jokes (or seeing memes)
about Mariah Carey’s All I Want For Christmas
Is You being the absolute nadir of holiday songs, and how it marks the end
of the peaceful fall season (and/or sanity), but once again, I consider myself quite
the opposite of a Mariah Carey fan . . . and I totally dig that song. Haven’t heard it yet this year—we’ll see what
happens when I do.
Well, I finally reached the end of reading through (and
formatting) the Will Choner story. Not
sure where it’s going next (I wonder if I ever did), but I got over seven
hundred words in (all of them either “Will said” or “Armin asked”).
Words Today: 753Words In November: 7258
*Because THEY don’t want you to consider that.
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