15-2-25, Saturday

Today my small town had been coated in yet another layer of snow, another cold day, another day to stay inside.

Surprisingly enough, I'm comfortable. I'm currently able to visit downstairs as much as I'd like, to get any food I want. I think I may be gaining weight - but that's alright with me. I like some extra insulation- that is, if it did go to insulation. It mostly goes to my chest instead, and as a trans man, I don't appreciate it. Can I please survive instead of useless weight on my back? That'd be very nice of you, body. Thanks, - Käfer.

I had just finished moominvalley. What a lovely show. I'm like a baby bird, being tucked into bed by moominmama, safe and lazy. Then I watched an episode of invader zim. Not bad. Not my thing, no characters who's mannerisms id like to take in, but not bad. 

The snow is nice. I kicked it around, made some footprints, slipped and fell, it was all great fun. I went out in sandals, but that's all good, because my feet can't easily sense the cold anyway.

I think I want to make a snufkin tulpa. A tulpa is a mental companion that eventually gathers it's own conscience- and becomes it's own being in your head. It's like a warmly hand-grown hallucination.

I'm eating all the cupcakes and cookies and things. My blood sugar is staying at a good 135 mg/dl. High, too high, but not deathly, i suppose. It's not healthy to let it stay up all day, and I'm well aware, but, uh,, well. Oh well.

16:37

Had a DnD session. I keep talking to chat GPT. I’m chilling, feeling normal again, back to the discomfort, though not to full color. Weow.

22:34