Blog Entry 20/06/23

 You're now listening to The Iron House - The Sound Defects

 Today, well, yesterday as usual since I am writing this the 21st of June at 00:56, as usual in my more livid time. 

 Everything today was the usual, I woke up at 7:12 with the alarm off, and gentle was my surprise to hear and to see the attendance of people I love. In many ways, I am a hopeless romantic, to my friends, to my partners in crime, to my boyfriends the most, they poor, deserve a prize for not being annoyed by me, even through the feathers. 

 The day continued as it could, one brief interchange of words made deaf noise around the gently litten room, I learned that I can selectively listen what I see, as a more diverse form of weirdness. Yet I woke up later, more into the evening with a usual 10:42, at 10:46 I was already fully clothed and washed, not out of efficiency but because I didn't wanted to be haggy that day. 

 The time closed in as I almost didn't found time to eat again. I did, but, I almost didn't. Time to go at my institute for a new answer on the job and the cycles of the years to come, I was met with solitude on the aisles and solitude on the stare, the chief of professors wanted to have a break with me but I negated, I had to be at home and really sleep, 2 hours can't keep out the tendris of darkish green hue from his back, and the million convex and concave spiders that crawled in the floor that I walked, and even feeling their bite and their movement in my body I was wise enough to not touch, if it was real, that I doubted, I would have died of a heart attack. Not kidding. If it was not real, I'd be even more paranoiac and distant in my stare.

 I was then, out and free. Beach day got cancelled and my time was fred in reading and finishing details, a new package of 10 necrons came from the mail today, so. I have to mount more of them, paint more of them, and, I am being honest. I am anxious to see how my army will look at the end. 

 I didn't ate nothing, which is no problem to me, I am used to not eating in periods of time, not out of lack of food now, but, lack of hunger. I don't feel filled in, but I don't feel hunger. Yet, I can't let an hour pass without a drink, it's mad driving to have my mouth dry, it's mad driving to have my teeth unmoisturized by anything but my own saliva. It's an incredible task for me to not chug down liters to burn down in workout later. Which I did. 

 The workout is simple, and yet simple I almost had 2 hours spend on it, on doing it properly, Volleyball training, getting stiff, rigid and strong legs, it's the important part of the training. 

 Besides that, I have defrosted since officially today the heat is unbearable. I dropped off this, more, techy and dark, almost gothic look on my layout for a more cozy and not so warm and seen place, I think I did so greatly, even if I merely did something, it's more than less, a recolor. I have one prepared for each Klaus Nomi photo I have, and believe me, I have plenty.

 My night was more of the same, less on the later, if you ignore Luca calling me to make plans for tomorrow mounting and painting Necrons both, and for me to meet this girl that plays TTRPG's just alike I do, he even had to mention in synchrony with his girlfriend my name when the girl asked about it, and I was fool enough to send digital copies of my monster manuals from 3.5 and 5 edition, as long as homebrew sets that I have made for my own setting in the desert. 

 I don't have nothing else to say, I didn't slept yet, and I doubt I will, I am, genuinely afraid of looking up in fear of seeing the white dots stare at me again, or looking at my back to see shadows moving in unusual ways, I am already hearing their breath, their mechanical and steamed breath in my back, the best is. To ignore and continue, and to fear not, they are only there because I allow them to be. I want them to be, I don't know for what yet, but I do.