ang griffen's journal

It's cold and dark all the time, I have no desire to watch the one show I was kind of giving a shit about for a while there, none of my bras fit*, and my D&D campaign got cancelled. I'm not, like, deeply morose, but I'm exhausted and having a hard time giving a shit about things right now, and it's the worst. Also, my ADHD medication just isn't working the way it used to (I'm still basically on the starter dosage because we never increased the dosage to full adult dosing in the first place because it was still working at that point), and I don't know if I want to go up in dosage or not? Executive dysfunction is a bitch, though, so I probably should, I guess.

Like, I should finish Voltron so I can get mad about it and write fix-it fic, because right now I want to write, but don't feel like I care enough about anything to actually focus enough to write something, but that would involve... watching Voltron, so, you know. See above, I guess.

Anyway! Hi! Welcome to my Dreamwidth! This is just how it is here sometimes!

edit: ALSO one of my WoWPvP twitter mutuals is making this really false equivalence about the Tumblr NSFW thing. ("Not liking this change means you didn't want them to do anything about child porn," basically.) And it's so wildly wrong that I'm having a hard time replying to him about why he's wrong so I'm just, like, not replying to his argument, I guess?

* Me, in 2016: I will lose weight and then! Then! my breasts will get smaller! And it will be easier to find bras that fit!
Me, in 2018: I lost weight and all that happened is my underbust got smaller so now it's even harder to find bras that fit because now I'm not a standard small fat bra size.