Wyste @Wsteria@tootplanet.space

Then I went to the pool to cool down enough to exist. I exist now.

Doing aikido when it's 95 degrees out is a thing I do now.

I went second hand shopping today and got easily washable black travel pants and a sea blue blouse and a cute leather purse (brand new, $9) and adorable sandals. And a blue cotton dress. Woo.

One of those jars with holes poked in, that sort of thing. I know myself. Myself is not trustworthy about watering plants, at least according to all current evidence.

I am daydreaming what I would have in a flat. I would have Ursula Vernon prints in a flat. I would paint the walls in a flat. I would consider having houseplants in a flat, but probably with some sort of low key auto-watering setup.

Evening, folks. I am reading free stories and enjoying the end of a long week (/two months).

Got my LSAT score. One point below the range I wanted. This makes it tricky to decide whether to retake or not. *stares thoughtfully*

So far its redeeming feature is that she finds this as unacceptably creepy as I do.

This series is set up with a captain and his female chief engineer as the main character, and so far he's spent a book and a half being a jerk about his ~unrequited love~ for her and I just... am I supposed to sympathize with him, when he apparently spends 0% of his time worried about abusing his command authority and approximately 50% of his time being a bully to a woman who works for him? Really?
This series is weird.

I will post pictures of my aunt's farm, but tomorrow. Today was a settling-in day.

My aunt's farm is delightful. Baby chicks, goats, kitties, a dog. Calves.

Morning, folks. I am slowly un-frazzling myself.

Megan Whalen Turner's latest road trip bromance is delightful. As usual, she writes for reread value. Continually my favorite author.

Test over. What is life when not preparing for test? We shall see.