an ersatz will-o-wisp

"i've read basically all of homestuck," i think "the story was totally wrapping up," i think "the act numbers can't get any more insane," i think "i'm well beyond where the youtube dramatisation left off," i think

so forever i put it off. i've been having too much fun with roleplay and cosplay and have the impression that i'm qualified to do so

then today. i actually have some free time to sit down and read. I've got the comic itself on the right half of my screen, the current panel as an image in the upper left so there's something to look at, bandcamp in the lower left. on a whim, I highlight all the remaining panels and the computer counts them

oh

that anprim doomsday cult valued my manure more than anything else. more than the rent or labour, and particularly as i could not breed, my purpose was to produce organic fertilizer

the bicycling and dancing, that much I signed up for. i budgeted for it. did not go out and do anything else today and yes I will be wiped tomorrow but tomorrow is Saturday when I am Allowed to Not Be Able To Move and Dancing Is Worth It

as it turned out the studio was double-booked with a yoga class. okay cool... we'll do the dance after... oh god this is a deep class

fine we will dance for a little bit. we're dancing, and I'm really getting into it for this one song but rapidly running out of steam, and my partner pushes for one more... then another nope nope no you don't I'm done no more i have barely enough spoons to get home

okay. that was fun. REALLY gonna pay later but okay all good

why is my bicycle wobbling so much?

i swear this wobbling is getting worse, i should take it slow...

CHINK!

oh there goes my fucking DOWNTUBE SHEARED CLEAN IN TWO now I have to carry my bike home in the dark