I don't know how many times I feel asleep in the last ten minutes.

“Don’t worry, he doesn’t have enough sense to be scared,” Sypha said, patting Alucard’s shoulder.

Below them, Belmont let go of the rope one-handed to raise his middle finger.

Today has been fun! Had a (comparatively) quiet shift at work; the building has sprung another leak¹, and I've discovered that my coworker and I have been doing the same task slightly differently and confusing the living shit out of each other, but that's okay! Went round to captainraz' with an enormous bag of books that I was trying to foist off on her and splend to great success. ... Also splend is attempting to learn about mysteries and the structure thereof so I'm kinda giving him a crash course? Oh, and I got to hug hardlyaverage before he ran away to LARP! He's playing a new character, which means that I've inherited his old characters' A5 filofax, so I need to think of something to fill it. I... Don't really have any ideas except "Well, I did like the idea of story bibles, and a filofax is a pretty good place to dump stuff if you might need to rearrange it later!" but we'll see. I don't want to put any of my writing ORGANISING in there, because I'm enjoying having al of that in one diary with my day-to-day stuff.

captainraz and I were technically doing Nano, and I think what we both ended up doing instead was sensible, practical support work. Tonks updated her mailing list and patreon, I know that much, and I did a bunch of updating sites and flailing around reviews. We were good and productive adults! I still have picked my anti-nano variant, so I can't tell you whether I'm making progress.

Total word count for 01/11/19: 2285. 255 of fiction for anti-nano, and 2030 words on everything else

Most of the words were on my Eight Book Minimum post, although I did have to spend some time cross referencing my reviews, which was hard for me because we are in the darkest timeline and who knows what could happen. because they were all blurring together with these cunglassesx on.

Speaking of blurring, I wanted to get Eight Book Minimum posted tonight, but also I am literally nodding off on the sofa. It can go live tomorrow I guess! Maybe someone kick my ass if it doesn't! Altough maybe don't, I am tired and in need of sleep. I've got an appointment with the ADHD doctor, where it turns out I'm going to have fun if he ever punts me back to the healt centre, because I my doctor reckons that he legally can't prescribe them to me. REALLY hope that dude has a plan for that because I'm completely flying blind here!
But yes, the typos have been become unreadable and I am still falling asleep, so good night my darlings! Be safe!

¹: I'm not saying that the library I work is was shoddily built, just that I've worked in council-owned buildings where the literal front of the building has started to detach from the rest, and those STILL had fewer problems than this place. See also: windows spontaneously shattering while no one's near them! Glass doors spontaneously shattering when no one's near them and they're six floors up overlooking the foyer, so we have to rope off half the library on an international student induction day in case of broken class at "just fell six storeys" velocity! Fun and exciting times with plumbing because apparently our bathrooms are only actually rated for domestic use, which is NOT in fact equal to a few thousand customers a day.