Today was a pretty long day, that felt longer. I've been having trouble getting up and getting out to work at the Museum - the combination of altering my hormonal dosage* with a week in sunny Seattle, three hours ahead of Boston, which has been consistently grey and cloudy since we returned, seems to have me slow to wake up and slow to get moving. And the things I'm trying to fix at work right now are recalcitrant, so I don't get as much sense of task-accomplishment as I'd hope. At least I can leave these problems at work instead of taking them home in my head, like I used to when I passionately cared about my job.
When I got home I was
hoping to pull out some paths on
Absinthe pages, but I only got as far as
loading a few up into AI to contemplate before I got sucked into the Internet.
But I managed to finally get myself to do a couple things on the to-do list that's been floating around the computer desk. Order some more titty pills, and type up the contact info from the little pile of business cards people left at the show for info on the deck. After I typed in all the email addresses, I put the cards back into the box I was keeping them in. One ended upside down, and it just made me smile: a tiny little half-height Moo card, from 'Ab3nd', who just describes themselves as a 'Mad Scientist'.
I get given business cards by mad scientists. This makes me feel better.
* Going off of spirolactone because, well, while it may suppress testosterone, it also seems to interfere with my ability to hold part of the image in my head while drawing. THIS IS BAD.