I took my own advice and haven't been trying to get anything done. Well, besides my taxes. I am scanning those documents as we speak to email to the tax lady. But honestly, who cares? I know I won't get a lot of money back.

It's kinda been nice, aside to popping Tylenol and Gas-X to deal with symptoms my meds should be handling? Lol I've been able to calm my brain about the story thoughts. I messaged GiAnna while I was crying about stomach pain and she started sharing songs from Crazy Ex-Girlfriend so I've been watching that at night and heavily enjoying it. I last-minute scheduled a massage, which was excellent. I had a soothing experience coloring this fanart of Kurama and Hiei being adorable.

It's just now that I'm not working on anything my creative urges are sort of jetting around like a pinball? One minute I'll think about how fun it'd be to get back into cosplay work, then the next I remember I was plotting the next chapter of Koenma's Closet... Then I'm wanting to at least work on some paintings for HT to deal with the inspiration that isn't going towards actual writing.

And then ANOTHER part of me thinks it'd be a fine time just to consume instead of produce. Last weekend I was going to go to the library and take home a stack of books that struck my fancy, if I hadn't been incapacitated by random pain and fatigue. Or, you know, maybe whip something out that I've read a long time ago that made me happy. I still wanna do that, and could now that the weekend starts tomorrow.

Ugh, but it's sad that I dread it starting, like my body knows "hey it's Jenny time. Let's ruin it!"

If I could just somehow trick it into thinking I'm still at work, then it'll be fiiiiine.