I feel like such an asshole when I "take stock" because both 2020 and 2021 have been pretty goddamn good years for me and my wife. The only person we personally know who's died of COVID is our landlord (bitter lol); I've been working steadily — in more or less the same field as table, though I'd really like to get some of that sweet medical editing ca$h instead of working on people's YA fantasy trilogies — and doing interesting personal stuff (wrote a book which is coming out in January, and had enough money to hire a publicist to promote it, so it might even sell). Work's slowing down a bit this month, so I'm setting up a big project, and of course I'm panicked that that's going to turn to shit somehow, but maybe it won't!
I turn 50 in almost exactly two weeks, and feel pretty good about that and pretty good in general — I've almost entirely given up eating meat and am noticing a lot of changes around that; I don't fall asleep immediately after meals anymore, and my blood sugar's going down. I have more ideas than I have time to devote to them (I'm working on a proposal for another book, and brainstorming a novel, and running a website/podcast/record label)... so, my sympathies to anyone who's having a tough time of it. I guess I'm just someone who was born to live this way.
― but also fuck you (unperson), Saturday, 4 December 2021 22:59 (two years ago) link
2020 was the worst year of my life by quite a long shot, 2021 hasn't been a lot better tbh but nobody died yet so I suppose that's a win
― bovarism, Saturday, 4 December 2021 23:37 (two years ago) link