Just a couple of writing on my favorite Winter holiday. Which as it so happens is NEw Years. It’s complicated though.

Today’s talking meme post got me all up in my feelings about The Iliad.

And yesterday’s, I enthused about Batman: Wayne Family Adventures.

Linking in case either is relevant to your interests.

[1.5.24]

Hello, hello! These past few days have been extremely unproductive in creativity. I think it has to do with winter break almost ending, that I’m too anxious to commit to anything. The thought of writing anything while the impending doom of going back to work looms over my shoulders… I think it also made me realize how easy it is to drain my social battery since I’ve had the chance to hide away in my enclosure. 

I woke up at 10:30 after having multiple nightmares about being robbed. I have no explanation for this, since it isn’t recurring like my tooth nightmares. I’m not sure where these came from. Once I’d recovered, I went to shower from 10:40-11:28 and complete my morning skincare routine before getting dressed for the day from 11:30-12:20. 

I spent a majority of the day shopping with my sister. She’s learning how to drive, and I’m relearning after being away at college, so our stepdad took us out to target. I bought myself sour cream and onion Utz chips and some coconut water. I also remembered that I needed a leave-in-conditioner, so I picked some up because we were already there. 

Then, when I got home, my sister encouraged me to clean and organize my room from 2:25-5:30. It’s something that’s been on my list of things to do, but it’s a task that easily overwhelms me. My mother joined in, and we accomplished a lot of organizational matters. I also decided to get rid of my large desktop that I’ve had for years now but has never worked. By the end, all my books were piled in one corner of the room and my desk and the floor were decluttered. Again, this took a lot of energy, and I needed to take a lot of breaks since we’d been out and about the entire day.

For dinner, we had Guatemalan enchiladas from 5:40-6:20. I emphasize the fact that they’re Guatemalan because whenever I mention eating enchiladas, everyone thinks of the Mexican enchiladas. While Mexican enchiladas are soft, rolled tortillas with completely different ingredients and sauce, the Guatemalan enchiladas are made with toasted tortillas topped with lettuce, curtido or mixed vegetables, ground beef, eggs, and tomato sauce. Of course mine had vegetarian beef as a substitute, but my family eats it the traditional way. 

Then, after a delicious dinner, I showered from 10:00-11:11 and completed my nighttime skincare routine from 11:20-12:00, and I was asleep and in bed by 12:55.

making a new yearly bullet journal spread is serious business (I drew 72 mini calendar grids and my hand cramped)

Sylvia Plath, from “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath”

January 16th — from ‘The Diaries of Franz Kafka’.

In December, our conversations become longer; everybody acts surprised by how quickly the year came to an end when we all know how. We talk about being better next year, we write resolutions but never fulfil the ones we wrote the previous year. The season turns extreme, leaves don't fall anymore, they die on their branches. Some people await the holidays while some fear how different or similar their life will be next year (they always fear the latter) In December we realize that life is fickle and death might come uninvited.

Documenting January.

January 10, 1953, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

Pages continue, some more of them. It’s complicated to explain some of it. Then again, didn’t have the full standard tactical game in the first place. Started with Warhammer 40k and didn’t have the hours there, had 34 hrs of play but absolutely no tactical. Then D & D with 17 hrs and still not enough tactical, had to go with Sendarka to get even more tactical hours. Had at least 14 hrs of Sendarka mainly due to lack of the tactical and defensive abilities of the Warhammer 40k.

Dogstomp #3109 - July 6th

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Hello, hello! On this day, I woke up and showered from 9:00-9:26, and completed my morning skincare routine from 9:50-10:30. It wasn’t too cold, so I didn’t immediately put on socks or a sweatshirt. I journaled from 10:34-10:54, but once I got out of bed, I realized it was actually cold and decided to throw on my hoodie and socks at this point. The sheets were just warm, I suppose.

I ate lunch from 11:20-1:00, making myself a vegetarian egg, sausage, and cheese bagel with a pickle on the side. Then I spent time with my family, watching The Color Purple with my parents and sister from 1:15-3:55. Then I spent my time lounging around the house before getting to work.

Then I wrote chapter 2 of Project Demon from 5:01-5:51. It felt so exhausting, but this might be due to the time I started, and it may also be due to the fact that I was writing and not editing. Whenever I edit, time flies, and I can work for hours on end, but writing is much more difficult. I guess this makes sense because it’s creating brand new words and descriptions instead of editing and making better what’s already on paper. 

From 6:00-6:41, I ate a delicious vegetarian chicken chipotle pasta with mushroom, asparagus, and carrots. I also drank the sweetest of sweet tea. It has to be my favorite beverage of all time, and it always hits the spot. 

After dinner, my family watched a few episodes of Ted Lasso from season 3. I won’t spoil anything, but these last few episodes were insane. Twist after twist, we were definitely on the edge of our seats. 

Then from 9:00-10:08, I worked on chapter 2 of Project Demon once again. I’m starting to realize that it might be best to work on writing in small bursts rather than in large chunks. I might be able to work for hours on editing, but writing exhausts me much quicker. 

Once I was satisfied with writing, I showered from 10:30-11:00 and completed my night skin routine from 11:30-12:18. By 12:50, I was passed out. 

“Don't wait until February to start living in January.”

― Anthony T. Hincks

Journal des Dames et des Modes, Costume Parisien, 10 janvier 1828, (2565): Coeffure exécutée par Mr. Hyppolite, Boulevart des Capucines, No. 1. Robe de gaze garnie de fleurs, d'un bouillon de gaze et de noeuds de satin par Mme. Hyppolite. Collection of the Rijksmuseum, Netherlands

'Coeffure' performed by Mr Hyppolite. Tulle evening gown decorated with flowers, tulle 'stock' and satin bows, by Hyppolite. Further accessories: earrings, necklace, long gloves, fan, handkerchief, flat shoes with crossed straps. The print is part of the fashion magazine Journal des Dames et des Modes, published by Pierre de la Mésangère, Paris, 1797-1839.

January dry, hard, glittering, cold, and the wicked naked beauty of the scraped blue skies and the sun sparks ricocheting jazzily off car rooftops. Last night it was cold, suddenly, the loud big wind riproaring down from some no-man’s land of snow, and battering and blundering against windowframes, rocking them in their sockets, and barging into the flapping blinds, and shouldering through the brittle crackling trees: damned if I’m going to be raped by the North wind. I get up and close the window in the cold bare dark, and jump back desperately into bed, curling into a fetal position and warming my frigid hands between my thighs.

Sylvia Plath, in a diary entry dated 26 January 1953; from “The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath “

let it rot 💀🍄