Went to my surgery consolation yesterday and was so excited because I'd have it done within a couple weeks. Today I woke up to a sore throat and a positive covid test so I have to push it back.

I've been having health issues for the last month or so and haven't been able to do much. Very considerate of WoW to put out the new expansion right as I am adjusting to new meds and waiting to find out when my surgery is. It's been the perfect distraction. Some days I only have the energy to fly around and gather/snuffle, but I managed to get my shaman to 80 and am mostly done with the campaign. Looking forward to having a bearded Earthen lady.

Bots are annoying and I hate having to constantly report so many just for new ones to pop up. But it's also like, could you make some better bots please? No one from the ace tags is clicking on your thirst trap porn bot links. This method is not helpful to you, babygirl. If you want results, spam us with shady recipe links under pictures of pasta.

Trying to hold out for a late game romance, but Venti exists in the garbage dump of my heart.

Had to go to the doctors today because an ovarian cyst ruptured and then some of my other organs got all dramatic about it. I'm basically just a human-shaped bundle of chronic illnesses in a trench coat at this point, but at least I won't have to feel too bad for spending the next week in bed playing the new Sun Haven and Sandrock updates.

Sun Haven really had my back by releasing a big update the afternoon before the new Bridgerton episodes come out.

Asexual, yet highly invested in Penelope Featherington's tits.

I have a million important things to do before tomorrow. So naturally I am writing Cressida x Lord Remington fanfiction at 1am.

There are no good men left because the Featherington sisters married them all.

Being a sex-indifferent asexual obsessed with an overtly sexual show with a delightfully thirsty fandom like Bridgerton doesn't feel bad or even uncomfortable, but it does sometimes feel weird.